C181 It is difficult to speak of suffering

After Wei Qing heard this, her face turned cold. "Sir County Magistrate, do you want to have a taste of this moldy thin porridge?"

The County Magistrate naturally wouldn't drink it, yet, facing Xiao Qingqian's unfathomable pair of deep eyes, he had to drink it even if he didn't drink it!

That musty smell caused his stomach to churn, causing him to hesitate as he carried a bowl of thin porridge