Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

t 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 been trapped...<

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 problemsd chicken inside his study."Alright! This way, please, both of you!"The waiter enthusiastically led the way.Suddenly, a haughty female voice rang out from behind her: "Waiter, a private room!"This voi...