Sixty-one

well. A row of small red tomatoes hung from the branches."Little girl, are you selling your tomatoes"The little girl blinked, a bit confused as to why he asked that. Was he selling tomatoesCai Xiaoji...at sadly. Mo Xiaobai hadn't expected this from Ji Bing, only arranging things for Mo Yao, his face was blandly indifferent. 。The girls at Lian Ying Lou were almost moved to tears watching Xiaobai and...