@vyhaycuoi1905: Huyền thoại Truyền Thuyết Champong đã ai thử chưa? #truyenthuyetchampong #amthuchanquocquan2 #mituongden

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hachi2doan
Mua khùm mua điên 🥲 :
Ăn 1 lần dở k bao h ăn lại lun 🥰
2026-09-02 16:31:46
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vyhaycuoi1905
Vy hay cười :
Vy mua ở Truyền Thuyết Champong 62 Nguyễn Hoàng, P.Bình Trưng, Tp.Thủ Đức ( Quận 2 cũ) 🌻
2026-09-02 16:13:38
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nhitrinh240505
Nhi Trịnh :
c thử wok of love đi c, đã soán ngôi blue dragon và champong trong lòng em ❤️‍🔥🔥
2026-09-02 14:37:19
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unlinh
Mẹ Bảo Bảo 🍼 :
Tự làm vừa ngon vừa nhiều 😁
2026-09-03 14:00:56
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secret.person200
Ông Thanh 🍃 :
ngon thật, ai chê thì chê chứ t yêu nó vl :))
2026-09-02 14:49:46
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2013dunglalaaa
TuogVy💢 :
Chị ơi 23h47 gặp chị😭😭🥰🥰
2026-09-02 16:47:44
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sexyy_ladyyy
sexyy_ladyyy :
ê t ko bt sao t ăn của bam bam quán thấy ngon hơn truyền thuyết champong, cái quán của toptop ker bam bam lấy chồng ng hàn í. Ban đầu vô mua vì muốn gặp mặt chị bambam ngoài đời còn ngon dở hoan hỉ mà ai dè thấy ngon thiệt t cũng bất ngờ á :>>>, mà giá mềm hơn có trứng lòng đào nữa.
2026-09-07 14:40:18
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hoangvyhihi3103
Dii005566 :
Thấy tiếc tiền quá bây..bị mắc á k có gì đáng để giá đó lun mà thấy sao mắc dữ
2026-09-03 07:36:36
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nh.lynh1110
🫧cá biết nói🫧 :
mì tương đen có đắng ko ạ
2026-09-14 11:57:13
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kiet.nek.khi
kiet nek khôi :
Bả lấy tiền đâu ra vậy mn
2026-09-04 12:52:07
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thinnhnggn
ThinnhNggN :
chị test thêm hanuri nữa đi c
2026-09-02 12:38:38
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mientrinhtreo
t-riunh :
cj thử blue dragon i, quán mỳ tương đen guộc của e ă ngon nhắm kk
2026-09-02 14:20:30
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thanhantrann
celine⋆. 𐙚 ˚ :
Thử Wok of Love, Hoa Sinh Cát với Blue Dragon cũng hấp dẫn lắm bé Vy ✨✨
2026-09-11 05:00:12
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meo9331
pt :
vị nó nhue nào d mn
2026-09-14 05:44:12
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henhonhungkhongiu02
2th04💝 :
Thà bỏ tiền ra cao hơn giá thị trường 1 xíu mà k bị đắng=)) thấy mua mấy gói mì tương đen nó đắng th r ulatr
2026-09-07 10:54:12
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qia.haan._12
⋆ghᲘ𐑼 :
sớm nhứt c ơi 🤚
2026-09-02 12:10:47
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beybeiixinhiuu_211
bếy bềii ><. :
ăn thử của bambam điii chị
2026-09-15 08:06:18
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violet.utvan
Violet :
Ai chỉ nấu ko đắng đi trời ơi đợt ăn thử lần hanuri nó ngán nó đắng nó kỳ 🥺
2026-09-10 11:26:59
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tthi.ne
tthi. :
thấy mì tương đen hơi ngán(ykr)
2026-09-02 12:13:06
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nguyenngochanh78
Nguyễn Ngọc Hạnh :
ngon quá
2026-09-03 00:54:16
0
syhnguyen8
syhnguyen8 :
mì tương đen ở Busan cũng ngon lắm á🥰
2026-09-04 14:11:54
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giangduong779
Giang cute :
Ngon quá c
2026-09-03 04:33:26
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uthoi..4
thubew:(🐢 :
ê t muốn hỏi là mì tuơng đen gói và mua ở quán này nó khác j nhau ngoài sợi mì k,vì t chưa ăn cả2
2026-09-04 07:47:11
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bryanvu
Bryan Vu :
bạn thử quán Bảo Bối đi. Cũg ngon lắm
2026-09-09 16:29:13
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qpweb0
꧁𝓥𝔂꧂ :
sớmmm chị oii
2026-09-02 12:14:30
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