C339 Abortifacient Drug

A bitter and astringent feeling filled her mouth. She seemed to have expected it, yet she still drank the cup of bitter tea without changing her expression!

"Is it hard?" Mo Yuntian looked at her in pain.

"Without pain, where did the sweetness come from?!" Zhu Zimo's lips curved into a gentle smile.

Mo Yuntian tightened his grip on the teapot, then poured himself another cup of bitter tea