C591 Demented?

Murong Sheng fiercely stuffed the congee in his spoon into his mouth, his face revealing a sinister expression: "Not a human, it's a pig."

Qing Ying blinked, looking even more confused.

Pigs?

Are there any more pigs here?

The red tassel and the red tassel looked at each other in silence, and didn't continue to ask any further questions with keen eyes