“Ka-da -- !”
Feng Chu hung up the phone angrily.
Yun Qiao shook her head and put the phone back on the table, she mumbled, “Yeah, how do you know me so well? I quite like the cook’s soup. “After all, in the palace, pigeons are used to carry messages, not to make soup. I had to overcome a big psychological obstacle before I dared to take the first sip...”
“Oh, but this fierce woman’s name is pretty nice.”.
Feng Chu..
Feng Chu..
Eh, she seemed to know a princess from the neighboring country. Her name was also Feng Chu Chu. Life was really amazing.
Yun Qiao was scolded by a woman named Feng Chu out of the blue. She was a little unhappy. She looked at the television and saw the female actress named Gong Xiao Xiao pretending to cry and thanking this and that endlessly. It was quite boring.
She turned off the TV out of boredom.
She wanted to do something more.
When she mentioned pigeon soup, she licked her lips and glanced at the kitchen.
