C186 Witch Grandma

The two chatted nonchalantly. Gu Letian had told them many jokes that made Jiang Bingqing's flowers flutter. She had probably laughed more than she had today in her entire life.

The hole in the tree was extremely long, and it slowly climbed upwards. It was not dark inside, nor very bright. In short, one could see it, but they could not see it