C819 Why Is It so Little?

"Wh …" "What?"

Screaming, Mo Yan looked at his own hands, then threw back the melon seeds he had just picked up: Do you have to squeeze so much labour? Not giving it to him to eat, but letting him peel it?

Seeing the pile of pile on the hill, Mo Yan's eyelids jumped: Is he a high level assistant or a melon seed stripper?

"Xiao Li has been enjoying it recently!"

Feng Yimo had also dumped a