C1372 Mu Zihan's Tribulation

At the dining table.

Yang Ping felt that the atmosphere was very strange.

Xuan Xuan held the spoon in her hand, wanting to scoop up the soy milk in the bowl. After failing a few times, she frowned her cute little eyebrows, pouting her mouth, extremely dissatisfied. After eating a simple breakfast, Su Fei said that she had matters to attend to and left the clinic