C227 Forced Drinking Decoction

Xing Mowei couldn't hear her, so he didn't know how to talk.

He didn't dare to be too intimate in front of the old lady.

Therefore, he pretended to understand, coughed lightly, and took the bowl Mi Qiao pushed to him before lifting it up.

His big feet were rubbing Mi Qiao's feet in the middle under the table.

He smiled at Mi Qiao with a very short smile