C731 White coconut root

Zhang Zitao did not sleep for long. His thirst for sleep itself was not very serious, it was only a kind of habitual act.

At the same time, he was able to relax his mind a little. After all, he had heard quite a few bullshit stories last night.

Zhang Zitao woke up in about three hours, he was still thinking about the two ghosts in the house.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes