C57 Stomach Disease Relapsing

Ning Xi thought of this and used her chopsticks to pick a few pieces of braised pork for Zhan Hanjue.

He said the taste was not bad, so he probably liked it, right?

Zhan Hanjue continued to swallow the pieces of braised pork into his stomach without changing his expression.

"That morning, I had an important call to answer at the last minute..."

"I understand. You are busy