C87 Giant Industrial Fishing Boats

Sea Star, Fishing Port No. 5.

Sitting on the pier, he could see the endless sea, umbrellas, reclining chairs, and all kinds of unknown tropical fruits. Lee Zhi was sitting on the reclining chair, leisurely enjoying himself.

Yi Qiushuang's hand was on his shoulder, neither light nor heavy. She had rolled her eyes many times behind his back. This guy would definitely enjoy it