Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

small piece like a clove of thyme from the tongue, discarding the rest of the bones and meat. Even with a hundred chickens, you would only get such a small dish."“There is one more dish, which I call...asped Su Jinpa's tender palm, making it seem as if Su Jinpa had offered it willingly.Li Chen rested his head against Su Jin's thigh, holding her soft little hand in his. He closed his eyes decisively...