Chapter 733: Honey, You Dropped Your Soap.
"Is this what you just called chicken soup?" the woman frowned slightly, poking the blackish big bowl with her finger.
The more she looked at it, the less it resembled chicken soup.
"Yeah, don't you feel the fragrance is so enticing that you haven't even started eating it yet? Are you drooling? Do you want to eat it now?"
Psh! Dream on.
What delicacies haven't I, Nangong Bing, tasted?
Why would I care about your chicken soup?
With a seductive gaze, the woman cast a deep look at him.
"How are you so sure I want to eat it when I don't even know what's inside?" she glanced at him, a blush creeping over her stunning face.
It was like a mix of being touched and somewhat suspicious.
"Open it up and see."
"Forget it, I've lost my appetite."
Looking at the dark bowl, with its slightly rancid smell, whether it was edible was already questionable, let alone something he made.
