C865 A Cunning Little Flute

After the cashier finished speaking, Di suddenly looked at Zhou Hao with a crafty gaze.

Zhou Hao's consciousness was not right, but it was already too late.

Di suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it on the fruit stone on the table.

Smack!

Zhou Hao's hand pressed on the fruit stone. Following that, the fruit stone released a burst of light and successfully paid the bill.

Just like that