C1420 Poison.

After Chu Qing went in, he put down the soup. This time, Fu Ling looked at him and asked in puzzlement, "What is this? Is it for me to cook? "

After Chu Qing heard what he said, he looked at the bowl of soup and nodded slightly. Seeing him lower his head, a trace of disappointment flashed across Fu Ling's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by her. At this time, she smiled at him and sat down