Chameleon Plant.
Few people liked to eat Chameleon Plant because it was quite an odd-tasting dish.
Wouldn't restaurants provide appetizers that were more suited to the general public's taste?
Shen Liangchuan frowned. Seeing the Chameleon Plant was like seeing Soul Fighter.
In a flash, he had lost his appetite and put aside his chopsticks. He placed his bowl of rice back onto the table.
Then, he picked up his box of cigarettes and drew one out.
He was strangely fidgety and unsettled, and had a splitting headache from drinking too much the day before. In fact, he felt nauseated.
Knitting his brows and just as he was about to light his cigarette, a small hand held his big one back.
He lifted his head and saw Qiao Lian grinning at him.
