C785 Dream of glittering 4

The snow clothed elf ran to the side of the blue hat elf and pulled his hand, saying, "Look at my hand … How pitiful, how pitiful... I pushed the cart through the morning by myself and then dragged back the black rice. "

He pointed to the elf in the black hat sleeping in the shade of the big tree.

Then, blinking the eyelashes of the thick feathered fan, he held out the palm of his hand