"Your noodles are cooked? How to lose a face? ”

Coming out of Feng Xinglie's room, Ling Yu just bumped into Qing Xuan.

By this time he had packed up and was ready to go downstairs.

"You washed it off?" Obviously, Ling Yu hadn't forgotten about the bet the two of them had just made.

"Yes, Master told me to wash." Qing Xuan nodded. At this time, with the support of the master's order, he also hardened.

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