chapter 77 These people are already dead!

After sending the message, the woman leaned against the door frame, cracking melon seeds and staring at Pedro with an unkind look.

The goat entered the back room and prepared to eat.

outside the house.

The heavy rain that had stopped originally began to fall softly again.

However, this time it is no longer the heavy rain just now, but the real spring rain, which moistens everything silently.

Although Pedro was chatting with Rose Abbott, he still sat...