Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

els once, eight hundred taels twice..."Just as the auctioneer was counting down, Song Tingfeng couldn't help but ask, "Why did Xuan Langzhong buy this white ghost"Qing Xuan turned her head to look at...<

As soon as Chen Zhiqin said this, Liu Yun's face was uglier than if he had eaten a fly. >>> 。To be honest, Qingxuan still admires Liu Yun's stubbornness. He's like a duck with his mouth set. 。

Even now, Liúyún is still holding on.

Liúyún: "Chén girl, even if you didn't tell anyone about your symptoms, it's possible she just got lucky and guessed right." 。"Qing Xuan almost couldn't hold back and rolled her eyes at Liu Yun. " 。Qingxuan: “Blind cat meeting a dead mouse Since Miss Liuyun has such doubts, why don't we try asking other guests” 。If I could also diagnose their physical problemsg anything. After snatching the bedsheet, Yunsheng looked at her like a bewildered squirrel, turning his light turquoise eyes."Master... how do I wash this bed sheet"Qingxuan almost couldn't hold back...