C66 The New Lackey Is the Little Fatty

Upon hearing her words, Lin Anxin speculated that perhaps the vine variety that her mistress had brought with her was of the late maturing type.

As the two chatted, a large flock of sparrows flew up into the sky.

"Hey, someone's delivering food again!" The students, who were preparing to eat lunch after the class ended, cried out in alarm with sharp eyes.

"Boss