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Heiyang, Hongli: "???"

"Hey!"

Po Meng suddenly turned her head to look at the deceased soul, pointed the spoon at him, and said with a murderous look on her face: "Don't spit it out, swallow it back, do you understand?!"

"Uh-huh, gulu-gulu, gah..."

The deceased soul pinched his neck in pain, his body was saying "No, I'm going to vomit", but his mind was telling him "If I vomit, I'm done"!

For a moment, I was in a dilemma, my soul was shaking, I gritted my teeth, swallowed hard, then bent over and squatted on the bridge and retched.

"One more bowl, I, I can't forget it..."

Hongli, Heiyang: "???"

"Hey! What the hell do you mean!"

Hei Yang looked unhappy and couldn't help shouting: "You are deliberately looking for trouble, aren't you! Even if you feel nauseated again after our performance... Bah, I mean, no matter how bad your intestines and stomach are, you will feel better after drinking the warm soup.

It should be fine!"

"That's right! Why can't you forget it after drinking a bowl? Who do you think you are? Are you the only one special?"

Hongli bared her teeth and said: "Grandma Meng, I think this guy must be a spy for the hostile forces. He is definitely not a good guy. I suggest a strict investigation. No... I suggest you just throw him into the Wangchuan River! Ouch!"

"Pang! Pang!" After two sounds, Meng Po looked at the two naughty children touching their heads with aggrieved looks on their faces, and took back the spoon speechlessly.

"He was choking, and the effect was just a little slower. The most profound memory was not completely erased for a while..."

Mrs. Meng rolled her eyes and continued to ladle soup and pass bowls: "Next one, the one outside speeds up, it just took a little time."

"What about us?"*2

"You two go and have a rest..."

"Wuhu! Long live grandma!"

"..."

Po Meng frowned and fell into deep thought.

"To put it this way, my 10,000th birthday passed a long time ago...
Chapter completed!