Guardians of the Peach and Plum Chapter 62

“Hey.” Nathan Ling sighed, bit the tortilla in his hand, and swallowed it.

Wesley Ling couldn’t help but tremble: “Brother, you have eaten the third one, don’t you support it?”

Nathan Ling looked depressed: “It’s more uncomfortable not to eat.”

Is my eldest brother the type who can’t help eating because of too much pressure? Wesley Ling persuaded: “Brother, didn’t my mother also come back with me?”

Nathan Ling put down the fourth tortilla in his hand and blinked his eyes: “If I don’t have this good news to support me, I can’t help but go to the palace and ask your Majesty to release it.”