C820 Yin Lan Xi's Prayer Last Half a Year

Rolling his eyes, Mo Yan clapped:

"Damn! elder brother Feng, we're already half a bottle! We two careless old men, how efficient are we?!" This is handmade, okay? "

Besides, he didn't eat a single one of them after skinning for half a day. Did he think that they were too few?

"elder brother Feng, your fingernails are split open