C598 Farmers Are Despised

"Liu Rufeng, did you always wear the protective talisman I gave you last time?"

After Zhang Xiaofann finished asking, he looked at Liu Rufeng's chest. Liu Rufeng's black embroidered shirt could be seen through the gaps in the shirt, causing him to gulp down a mouthful of saliva.

This guy was not a good person to begin with. When he first met Liu Rufeng