In the first sixteen years of Ruyi's life, there was no color at all, and the same routine was repeated every day.
Use the money you get from selling your body to support this body.
Until one day, a woman put an oil paper bag under his window. She raised her head with a shy and bright smile on her face——
"Would you like some meat buns?"
It is my only purpose to devote myself to studying the love stories of working people at the bottom. This article will be held after Pumpkin is finished, and the manuscript will be saved.