Jiang Nanyan stared at Huangfulian unhappily, and had to forcefully hold her mouth to hold back from spitting out the soup in her mouth.
She tried her best to swallow the soup that was so bitter that it almost killed her! [
"You lied to me!" Jiang Nanyan immediately wrinkled her nose and accused after swallowing the terrible decoction.
"Liar?" Huangfulian was stunned, her expression was confused for a moment, "I didn't lie to you, this medicine is indeed not bitter!"
As he spoke, he scooped some more, put it into his mouth, and drank it in front of Jiang Nanyan without even frowning.
"How is that possible?" Jiang Nanyan was stunned.
Such a bitter medicine, so bitter that it felt like someone was pricking the tongue with a needle. Huangfulian didn't feel the bitterness and swallowed it calmly!
Jiang Nanyan really doubted what his tongue was made of!
Could it be that he has no sense of taste?
Or is he pretending to be very good, but in fact he is just like himself inside, jumping up and down in pain?
Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian suspiciously, trying to get some clues from his expression.
But, no.
Huangfulian's expression was very normal, without any change at all.
His expression made Jiang Nanyan couldn't help but think that the bitter taste just now was his imagination.