Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

instruments.The assassin couldn't believe his eyes. The woman before him was using a needle that had been burned by candlelight, stitching up the belly of a mouse just like embroidery.And the way the...<

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 problemsol didn't have to kneel before this emperor, but seeing her kneeling on the ground, he couldn't directly help her up. Unable to let her kneel, he decided to kneel with her.After a glance of deep affec...