C375 Not Zeng Jian

Even though Tang Qingge's cooking was terrible, the three men at the table were all very supportive. Bo Qichen could not see anything unusual about it. It was just that Bo Qin's hands were shaking as he picked up the dishes. Every time he put it into his mouth, he would chew it a few times. Talent! Swallowing it down, he felt a layer of sweat on his back.

Lu Jingxi didn't know how to taste it