C63 Chapter 63

Gu Jianjun held a cicada in one hand and half a braised pork trotter in the other. He glanced at Liu Wenmei’s slightly sagging pocket, his eyes narrowing.

Watching Wenmei up ahead humming again, Gu Jianjun decided to give her a heads-up. He followed a few steps behind and said quietly, “Wenmei, from now on, don’t pull things out of that droopy pocket of yours.”

Hearing him, Liu Wenmei stopped