Chapter 187: What Wish?

et you each a bowl." His fingers nimbly twisted open the lid and picked up a ladle to serve the chicken soup, Fu Mo Han's cold voice drifted over."No need."Her hand froze for a moment, Lin Ruochu lift...ontinue to cut her wood ear mushrooms, one piece at a time. She was very focused and spent over ten minutes cutting them. When she finished, her fingers felt numb from holding the knife for so long....