Don't Tell Me You Have Such A Strong Taste?!

Gu Mengmeng blinked her large innocent eyes at Elvis and sized him up from head to toe a few times. Damn it, he did not have anything on his body besides the beast skin dress he was wearing. Where else could he have hidden it?

Wait!

Gu Mengmeng's mind exploded, and she stared at Elvis's beast skin dress with a frozen face.

F***! Leader, don't tell me you have such a strong taste?!

Damn it, the salt she was bringing back was to be consumed. And he's telling her to use this beast skin dress that was stuck close to some of his important body parts without adding additives to wrap the salt up? How was she able to consume the food after they finish cooking with the salt?

Gu Mengmeng shook her head like a rattle-drum and said, "No, no, we can't use your beast skin dress. This will cause me to have a trauma against salt."