C163 He Who Has the Heart of a Thief Does Not Have the Courage to Do so

As he spoke, his eyes swept across the pomegranate's face, and he smiled.

The pomegranate wore work clothes and a work cap. It was like a tall and green tree, standing tall and straight.

The girl was so beautiful, not the ostentatious beauty of the city, but the wild natural beauty of the countryside. She didn't need to put on any makeup, but her face was still as white as snow