C70 I'm here to look for zhang xiaotian

The intense heat in his body gradually cooled down with the change in the weather. Zhang Xiaotian, for once, didn't run around looking for women, and spent his time leisurely at home.

Today, he was squatting in front of his own door, picking up a handful of corn on a cob that hung down from the eaves, holding it in his hand, and going over to the chicken rack to throw it out.

The big rooster