C1120 Are You a Sand Sculpture?

"Huaqi, you actually cooked shit in the company!" Kevin raised his hand to fan the tip of his nose and looked at the small pot in front of her in disgust.

This smell was really unpleasant. The perfume he sprayed on it was all wasted.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the one who boiled sh * t!" Huaqi looked to the side. Fortunately, there was no one during lunch break. Otherwise