My sincerity was misplaced.
"Grandpa, hurry, the zombies are coming again!"
Bai Yifan quickly nudged Bai Zhengxuan and pointed to the zombies surging back around them.
Without Zhu Yan's control, the remaining zombies returned with renewed force.
Zhu Yan's white fur was as smooth and white as silk, without a trace of black blood.
But the monkey's face was rather serious.
It looks like someone who lost at gambling and is about to jump off a building.
Zhu Yan glanced at Bai Xizhu with his lifeless, fish-like eyes, completely expressionless.
Silently, a hand reached out.
Here, you've killed so many zombies, so give me the few bananas you have!
Those idiots in his family are getting really anxious.
Give me whatever you have!
I won't come again!
unlucky!
I should have known better than to put in so much effort.
Bai Xizhu noticed the look of utter despair on Zhu Yan's face, and her face twitched almost imperceptibly.
"I only have half of the bananas I gave you last time. But I have a lot of peaches, more than I can eat. If you want some, I can give you more."
Bai Xizhu silently stretched out her finger, and a bright red peach instantly appeared in her hand.
The peach trees in the space were transplanted from the orchard. In addition to the original transplanted fruit trees, Bai Zhengxuan and his wife replanted quite a few more fruit trees.
The fruit trees in the space are almost always laden with fruit.
The fruit in the warehouse was almost overflowing, piled up in warehouse after warehouse.
The Bai family is almost sick of eating.
The delicate fragrance of peaches wafted from Bai Xizhu's fingertips to Zhu Yan's nostrils.
Zhu Yan's arrogant, dead-fish-like eyes suddenly softened, and he stared intently at the large peach in Bai Xizhu's hand.
These peaches are big and red, and they smell wonderful.
A clear liquid trickled from the corner of Zhu Yan's arrogant mouth.
"If you don't mind, you can eat this too. I don't have many bananas right now, but I'll have more in a while. Just use this for now!"
Bai Xizhu pondered, Zhu Yan could be considered a mutated monkey after all.
Sun Wukong, the ancestor of all monkeys, even stole peaches from the Heavenly Peach Garden!
It must be food, right?
Zhu Yan swallowed hard and looked up at Bai Xizhu.
What did that rich bastard just say?
She has an endless supply of peaches, and after a while, she'll have plenty of bananas too.
Is this something a human being would say?
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