Chương 120: It Doesn't Mean That I'll Give

"Help me get some water. I'm thirsty." Fang Ping took out some money and handed it over. Fifteen copper coins was not considered expensive.

This water bag could not be compared to a plastic bottle. Fang Ping had used the previous one for a long time. It was time to change to a new one.

"Okay, just you wait." She turned around with the water bag and sauntered into the dim shop.

Fang Ping and Qing Niao were waiting at the door when someone walked over.

It had an upright yellow hair and was chewing something non-stop. Its hands were waving vigorously, and it was hopping as it walked. It looked especially arrogant.

Fang Ping was sizing him up. He looked back at Fang Ping and lifted his chin. "Where did you guys come from?"

"We are from the Oka Chamber of Commerce…"