C61 Torture for Confession (2)

Steamed Bun's eyes were sparkling. In his mind, he was already imagining how the countless Spirit Stone would pile up and enter the mountain while he himself sat among the Spirit Stone. How beautiful!

"Son? Son? What are you staring at? Why aren't you eating? " Only when Mu Wanjun shouted again and again did the little bun regain her senses.

Mu Wanjun watched her son happily eating