Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

ouldn't find it hard to swallow. After all, it's still made of white flour. But here, she even thinks it's not nutritious enough to feed the dog!Because she had the window open, the foul odor that had...<

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 problemse gone, they can hurry back.However, just as everyone walked towards the sixth floor, Nangong Ye saw Qingxuan's thoughts. He turned and took Qingxuan's hand.Just like a gentle breeze brushing past the...