Avery Fang said goodbye to the caretaker and walked out of the Golden Time and Space Branch.
Her head still hurt a little, but it was no longer serious. She drank the last sip of the nutritional supplement and threw it into the trash can on the roadside.
It tastes terrible. I really don’t understand why Moxibustion Dance tastes like some delicacy on earth every time I drink it.
But remembering that he could highly appreciate Brother Xiong's cooking skills, Avery Fang rubbed his temples and felt that he really shouldn't compare himself with Moxibustion Dance.
I don’t know what’s going on over there in Derek Wang.
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