Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

led: “Is that all”I thought there was a rule at Yunxiang Pavilion that each private room could only receive one pastry, even the most luxurious ones.Qingxuan frowned: "If not, then forget it."As soon...<

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 problemst out a cry of surprise, immediately reaching out to tightly grasp Nangong Ye's waist. 。Under the bright moon, a beautiful woman in his arms. 。In the night, Nangong Ye's thin lips curved slightly. 。N...