Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother
Chapter 307: Magnolia Sapling
"Nan Mo?!"
Confucius took the ink stick and looked at Jiang Shanhe in shock, "This, this, this..."
"I got it by accident. I thought of you the first time, so I sent it to you. Don't think it's too small."
Confucius hurriedly shook his head, almost shaking his head down, "I don't mind it, I don't mind it~"
If a person has Nan Mo in his hand, he can exchange the size of a fingernail for a house.
This is not a joke,
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