C52 Telling Stories

He reached out his hand, scooped up a bag of noodles and carried it into the shop. This little bit of work really didn't take much effort, what the young people had was strength, not to mention Miss Lan's work. It was his duty to help.

"Thank you, Brother Pillar."

Lan Lingxue shouted at Little Pillar from outside the door. Little Pillar, who put down the sack, arched his eyebrows