Do you still remember the popcorn popping people that could be seen all over the streets and alleys more than ten years ago?
They brought their own small stove,
they warmed the charcoal fire,
they shook the handle,
the small stove constantly emitted a crisp "Ba la ba la"sound, and at the same time, a faint fragrance pervaded the air.
Zhou Ze was like this at the moment,
after the Little Loli put on the samurai armor for Zhou Ze, the armor and Zhou Ze's body continuously emitted this "Crisp"sound, as if an egg had been smashed and poured into a pot of oil.
Bai Yingying stood at the side and watched with concern from time to time. She did not care at all about her gradually aging face, but only paid full attention to her boss.
Xu Qinglang lit a cigarette at the side and smoked alone.
