"Allergy medicine?" Lao Liu confirmed.

Seeing his boss nodding, he said again: "It seems to be in the storage room, let me find it!" ”

Xiang Youjun became more and more curious when he heard this.

Why did this Mingyue Tea House suddenly have a woman with allergies? This is selling tea, not wine!

Wait a minute, he just heard them talk about rice wine.

His expression instantly became serious, and he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and dialed it.

Just when Cheng Xiao used ice cubes to relieve Zhao Xiran's itching, a pleasant sound sounded in the bag placed on the side.

I took out my phone with one free hand, and immediately pressed the hang-up button when I saw the flashing phone number on it.

"Who? Who called? "Burn......

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