Souffle egg chubby

One day, after a busy day, I was suddenly hungry, and I wanted to eat something, and I wanted to eat a souffle egg. So I ran to the snack street behind the central hospital, and I couldn't find it. Then he went to Pan-Hon on a bike and finally found one, and paid me to wonder, why didn't he do the cake? And then I saw the cake was like Taiwan's hand grab cake. I told my boss it's sold now? The boss says he's at home in the morning. He's not blushing. And then the pie didn't taste so bad, it didn't taste good. The day he went on a bike and ran to the Purple Garden, he didn't find it. The moth planted it, and then I sent a circle of friends to ask where there was a good egg graft. My friend told me that there was a snack on the street behind the construction of the development area, that he went to look for it once, and yesterday he made sure to look for it, but it didn't. It seems that machine-made cakes still have a huge impact on traditional handicrafts. Remember three and a half years ago, when my son was born on the street behind the central hospital. It doesn't matter if we don't find it. I can't take it anymore. I'll have to feed myself。