C1328 Selling the Words?

Fu Ling had made chicken soup today, the wild game in the mountain was different, the taste was very fresh and delicious. Chu Qing drank bowl after bowl of chicken soup and was full of praise for Fu Ling's craftsmanship.

"I also beat a deer today and left it in the courtyard outside. I was busy treating you just now, so I didn't have time to tell you." Fu Ling suddenly patted her head and said