Cheng Qianfan opened the window and glanced outside. The sky was overcast, as if it were about to rain.,Every time Liu A-da had to give Ma Auntie an extra bowl of wonton soup, she would leave with a smug smile, never forgetting to say, 'There's too little shrimp paste.',"I'll just follow the team leader," Ding Naifei said, not angry at all. He lit a cigarette and took a long drag, looking pleased.。