C120 Cyan clouds
Yang Zhu Lin's words made me feel a wave of disgust. I clenched my fists and was about to attack.
At this moment, the girl beside him spoke up, "What are your ingredients?"
"What?" Ingredients? "
It was the first time I had ever heard the word.
"What do your parents do?" The pure white girl with white teeth seemed to have an inexplicable attraction to me.
"A farmer
