"I asked you what tastes good, did I tell you to monologue!?"
Oudenite's forehead veins bulged as he roared loudly, and his mouth emitted a nauseating stench that almost made the scent-sensitive Tao Qingqing faint.
But if she had experienced the power of Chu Wei's foul-mouthed Pills, she'd know that Oudenite's mouth was just ordinarily foul.
Tao Qingqing covered her nose, sarcasm fully engaged: "Your mouth stinks like this, did you eat poop? And your teeth are yellow, I suggest buying an electric toothbrush, dear."
Oudenite was stunned for a moment, then spoke to her in a tone as if sharing gourmet food: "How did you know I just ate poop? There were even corn kernels in today's serving..."
Tao Qingqing: "This... uh..."
The two of them fell silent for a while, and Oudenite's expression became more and more ferocious.
Because his head didn't work well, only now did he realize that what Tao Qingqing said was actually mocking him.
