C549 Breathing

Fortunately, Sun Xiaoliu was able to hold back and deal with the man in front of her, distracting his attention.

Yang San raised his chin and looked at Sun Xiaoliu arrogantly, "What kind of bewitching soup did you feed my brother? Why is he so obedient to you?"

Sun Xiaoliu said vaguely, "Then do you want me to drink my bewitching soup?"

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