She quickly caught the green plum crumbs with her hand and spat them out.
Lan Xiao and Wen Cheng looked at song Qiaoqiao with a strange expression.
After song Qiaoqiao finished vomiting, she took a glass of water and drank a few mouthfuls to get rid of the sour taste in her mouth.
"Ah, it's really sour, isn't it too sour? I say, how are you two able to eat?"
Lan Xiao smiled and replied,"I don't think it's sour. It's quite appetizing, Yingluo. You definitely can't eat sour Yingluo."
"That's impossible," song Qiaoqiao immediately denied,"I used to like sour snacks." But, this green plum is really sour. Wencheng, I think you don't like sour snacks. Why are you eating so much sour today?"
When song Qiaoqiao asked this, Lan Xiao also looked at Wen Cheng with a strange expression.
She knew that Wen Cheng did not like to eat sour things.
Wen Cheng's eyes were filled with confusion.
She didn't quite understand why she suddenly liked to eat sour things.
