C341 Chapter 341 pick up her dignity

It was an indescribably strange smell. It would have been alright if it was just the heavy taste of salt.

Mo Jian Jian's face began to twist, his nose, eyes and mouth were all puckered up, and he looked as ugly as he could get.

"This is the flavor of the soup you made. I wonder if Miss Mo is used to it?"

Although he didn't have any illusions about Mo Jian Jian's culinary skills