C43 Kututu of Fuchun Mountain

Hsiao Lin licked his lips and said, "Oh, he has some relationship with my friend. I heard that he used to like collecting antiques. Do you know that?"

Yuan Bing walked over and placed a cup of warm water in front of Hsiao Lin. "What do you want to eat?"

"Noodles. You smell the best!" Hsiao Lin insisted.

Yuan Bing was confused. He had never eaten the noodles before