C86 A Thief Who Stole from a Dog

The lively group chat suddenly became a lot quieter.

Everyone went to read the manga.

However, no one was chatting with Ye Fan.

It was so realistic.

He still wanted to ask about the furnace.

Otherwise, wouldn't the ginseng in his hands grow long?!

Early morning the next day.

Ye Fan was still sleeping.

For some reason, he felt hot air in front of him.

He slowly opened his eyes