Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

an appetite again.Nangong Ye subconsciously swallowed.Since he became a half-dead man, bedridden, the maidservants knew he was abandoned and no longer feared him. They even brought him food from afar,...<

As soon as Chen Zhiqin said this, Liu Yun's face was uglier than if he had eaten a fly. >>> 。To be honest, Qingxuan still admires Liu Yun's stubbornness. He's like a duck with his mouth set. 。

Even now, Liúyún is still holding on.

Liúyún: "Chén girl, even if you didn't tell anyone about your symptoms, it's possible she just got lucky and guessed right." 。"Qing Xuan almost couldn't hold back and rolled her eyes at Liu Yun. " 。Qingxuan: “Blind cat meeting a dead mouse Since Miss Liuyun has such doubts, why don't we try asking other guests” 。If I could also diagnose their physical problems: "Xuan'er, I know what to do."Min Ming was covered in a thick quilt, yet Nan Gong Ye's fingertips were icy cold.Qingxuan tightened her grip on Nangong Ye's hand, their fingers intertwined.The night i...