C325 The Incense of the Villagers

Lee Hao and Zhuo Yanyu embraced each other deeply and didn't speak for a long time.

Suddenly, an ear-piercing vomiting sound broke the beautiful silence.

"Puff …"

"Ugh …"

Gong Pa laid behind Zhuo Yanyu. His entire body was still twitching and his skin was charred black. The long and insolent thing was that each and every one of them looked like instant noodles. It was funny and ridiculous