83 The Pretty Boy Turned Into A Fried Chicken

Seeing that Yun Chujiu did not reply for a long time, Di Beiming's face darkened, "Didn't you hear my question? Or are you giving me the tea egg because you have bad intentions? "

Yun Chujiu could not find any good reason and laughed dryly.

"Speak! What does the tea egg mean? " Di Beiming thought of the tea egg that he had eaten for a few days and could not help but become angry out of embarrassment. His face was so gloomy that it was scary.

Yun Chujiu was about to cry. At that time, she just wanted to have a good time. Who would have thought that this gigolo would have such a good memory?!

Tea eggs, tea eggs. Tea eggs were made from eggs. The eggs were laid by chickens. Wait, I got it!

Yun Chujiu's small face turned red. She grabbed the corner of her clothes and said shyly, "Prince Charming... Actually...I'm embarrassed to say it. "

Di Beiming raised his eyebrows, "Say it! "