Good harvests bring

Meng Xi hadn't even had time to fully grow up before Wang Xi seized her from behind, covering her mouth with one hand and holding her waist with the other, forcefully dragging her into the nearby sorghum field.,He waited for a while and seeing nothing amiss, his patience gone, he started to fidget nervously with his hair.,At this time, Meng Yao opened her eyes. Her eyes had regained their sparkle, but what lay within them was not the usual warmth, but rather a chilling clarity, a cold composure, and a thirst for blood.。