"I'm not dreaming!" Zhao Shen muttered.

Zhao Lan didn't bother to answer again.

Zhao Lan herself once thought she was dreaming! But the silver is really in his arms!

Zhao Lan walked to her father's iron shop in her heart, and Zhao Shen followed behind in a trance. Ignore everything around you. Even the little boy who was running in the alley bumped into her, and she didn't react.

Returning to Zhao Dazhuang's iron shop, Zhao Shen subconsciously put down the fish bucket he was carrying. Walked to the table with their hands and feet, sat down, and stared out the door with blank eyes.

Zhao Lan entered the house and hurriedly urged Zhao Dazhuang to close the door.

Zhao Dazhuang closed the shop inexplicably......

"Ancient Planting Flowers and Grass Daily" Chapter 77 Buy a small hill is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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