Who else?
A lazy Black Bird nestled in its spot opened its eyes, groomed its feathers, and continued sleeping.
Speaking of this smelly stuff, it was discovered by chance in the valley a year ago. Never thought it'd be useful now, though... it really stinks!
This stupid woman finally started to act, otherwise, if she kept bottling things up, even the Black Bird King would go crazy.
Gu Lingling was lying on the bed listening to Wen Jing and Zhang Zhaodi gossiping.
"What do you guys think Zhang Xiaoman is sick with? Just thinking about that odor makes me want to vomit," Wen Jing gossiped.
Not only her, but everyone else in the dorm, except for Gu Lingling who hadn't smelled it, made vomiting gestures simultaneously.
"I know," Tong Sha, leaning against the bed, lifted her head from the book and first glanced at Gu Lingling, then spoke calmly.
