When Feng bujue said that, he glanced at Xiao Ling. The latter immediately understood the captain's signal and nodded at him. Then, Ling nudged Xiao Tan, who was sitting beside her, with her elbow.
When Xiao Tan turned to look at her, Xiao Ling had already picked up the bowl before her and put it to her mouth.
"I've decided!" Xiao Ling stared at the disgusting bowl of meat soup. She gritted her teeth and stomped her feet."I'll drink it!"
Before she could finish her sentence, she opened her mouth, pinched her nose ... And started to pour soup down her throat.
When Xiao Tan saw this, he naturally understood why Xiao Ling had touched him earlier. So, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. He used both his hands to hold back the physical and mental disgust and swallowed the soup.
