C702 The Daily Work of a Little Maid(2)

"Yes, yes..." Lucifinil turned her face away, not daring to look at Fann Helsing.

"If that is the case... then there is no other way..."

Lucifinil lowered her head again and counted the grass on the ground.

"I, I suddenly feel that the game is meaningless..."

"Planting flowers... Planting flowers also do not have any meaning... What's so bad about it..