C385 Worse than himself

Mo Weinong's expression was slightly annoyed, as she tried to recall everything she had come into contact with.

There was no problem with the tea. At that time, she had casually taken a cup of tea from a few cups of tea. If she wanted to put medicine in there, the chances were too small.

A snack? She had not touched it, or rather, she had not eaten since she had entered the house