Finn took two steps back: “Even if it wasn’t that thing, the smell was unpleasant. Hurry up and take it away.”
Brooke threw down the spoon, took the handkerchief and wiped his hands with a smile: “In fact, this kind of pumpkin and miso soup is quite delicious, but Bai Chaochao did not enjoy it well.”
Quentin almost twitched. You make a big bucket like this, and with a smell, who knows it is a pumpkin.
It also scared people to say it was dung…
It seemed that the little girl was shaking with fright.
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