Looking at the various snacks on the table, although the osmanthus was not hungry, he still picked up everything to see, smelled it, and picked up what he had not eaten, and took a small bite, or nodded or shook his head, which had a great taste of trickery.

"Girl, you're...

Chapter 844 of "The Farmhouse is Full of Osmanthus Flowers" The little old man is hitting in his hand, please wait a while,

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