Interstellar Bonds and Battles Chapter 104

Mr. Panda leaned lazily on the tree trunk, with extremely prone postures and whistling like a rogue.

Although the nonsense blown out is like a hum.

He looked left and right, scratching his belly, and the thick meat shook.

The breeze brushed the hair, and the coolness that just happened to make it feel very happy. A face was flying, but it still looked grievous and frustrated.

After a while, Mr. Panda’s expression gradually became dignified, and he looked left and right again, as if searching for something, and finally said heavily to the Simon: “Simon, I think I should eat.”