Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

a woman, today, it would only damage his own image if word got out.Thinking about this, Qingxuan couldn't help but wish she had a broom to chase Nangong Ye away.Qingxuan's remaining light swept aroun...<

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 problemsin an iron cage and lived a life worse than that of a pig or a dog.As a drug dealer, I've been confined to a cage for years. A beating that leaves my skin torn and flesh bloody is considered light; so...