gon fruit he had already harvested with his other hand, intending to carry it along.Fu Mo Han frowned, reaching out a hand. "Give it to me."Lin Jinran was puzzled, "What""Basket."Lin Jinran blinked, a...icks away, every minute and second, moving relentlessly forward.When there is something to do, one moves swiftly. When there is nothing to do, every day seems like a year.Especially now, she is hungry...