chapter 75 What a good taste

"Is this difficult?"

Ishmael Kearns didn't pretend to compete, because it was really just a trivial matter.

"Brother Qin, I apologize for my slight contempt for you just now."

Zhou Qi could pick it up and put it down, and apologized to Ishmael Kearns Shiming, "Can you help me with my illness?"

"Brother Li opens his mouth, how can he refuse? And he must help, otherwise..."

"How else?"

Zhou Qi asked, looking nervous.

"Cover it with a...