C1194 I Can't Get out Unless Someone Can Open the Door

Xia Chuchu slowly savored the aftertaste and savored it carefully. Xiaojun held the cup with both hands and took a sip. Then, his facial features wrinkled together as he continuously smacked his lips.

Xia Chuchu looked at him like this and chuckled.

"How is it, Xiaojun? Is it good to drink?"

Xiaojun shook his head. "It's not good. It's not as good as soda