"Brother, what's the point of asking again?"

Seeing Meng Lang's speechless and collapsed look, Fangran rolled his eyes and said,

I can't take it out of your chest for you, okay? Moreover, even the magnet created in the last battle has been cleared by my brother. Where can I give it to you...

Huh? Wait, there seems to be one coming,

"Oh, by the way, this should be counted, here, brother."

He was rolling his eyes and thinking, but Fangran suddenly remembered that in addition to using [Chuangpai] to do all kinds of unseemly and illegal things to make profits, he had also done things for serious things a few times.

.

"Huh? What is this?"

Seeing Fangran's words suddenly paused, and then he took out a small black fragment from nowhere and threw it over. Meng Lang quickly took it, looked at the thing in his hand that he didn't know what it was, and asked with a toothache.

.

Brother, is it true that you can only conjure up such weird things...

And what is this, a pebble that looks exactly like a salted fish?

"Cat food sample, don't ask me what kind of cat it is, I won't tell you it's a black bastard cat ball."

Recalling that rather complicated and annoying experience, Fangran's face sank slightly, and he gritted his teeth slightly and said angrily.

But when he heard his words, Meng Lang suddenly looked at his head and froze, then the corners of his eyebrows jumped, and he asked tentatively in a hesitant and uncertain tone:

"Uh... Brother, the black cat ball... um... you mean the one on top of your head..."

Huh? On top of your head?

Fang Ran was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt a familiar weight on the top of his head that was pushing his head lower and lower.

as well as...

That voice full of spirit and vitality that he would never forget.
Chapter completed!