C343 Minute Bending

At this moment, Mo Huan's face was swollen and red, as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

Looking at the dishes on the plate, there was nothing wrong with it. Other than the fact that it was a little cold, it wasn't enough for Mo Huan to display such an expression.

"What's wrong, speak!" If one or two of them were to go, what would the event be? " Shen Qingt wanted to know, in this era