C1145 Meeting with the Corn Field

"Okay, okay! Little Jun, when you have found all of them, give them to me immediately. My illness is getting worse and worse day by day. I can't delay any longer. "

Tao Ziqiang had been under a lot of mental pressure these few days. His own dirty illness, this smell was so strong that it could make people faint.

At night, he deliberately came back late. When he returned home