Amid the cheers of the crowd, Fangfei quietly pulled Luo Jia, "How did he get it? Is this a real watermelon?"

"It should be a real watermelon."

"But, this season, there should be no watermelon?"

In March and April, where does the watermelon come from?

Isn’t it July and August to get watermelon?

Luo Jia couldn't answer either.

There were no greenhouses at that time, and generally speaking, watermelons could not be grown in March and April.

But, it seems that it must be watermelon.

Fangfei quietly said, "How about we buy it and cut it open and see it? No, ask him to cut it open in public to see if it is a watermelon. You will know if it is a watermelon after cutting it open..."

Luo Jia suddenly understood a little at this moment.

That is definitely not a watermelon.

As for what it is, whoever is unlucky will know.

"Do we buy it?"

"Don't be busy first, let's take a look. By the way, I've heard of a spell that can temporarily confuse people's minds and make you feel like you're so ecstatic, but what you see is not a real look, but an ideal you imagine... Look, there is always a burning incense next to you... Did you see it? It's that faint smoke..."

Sure enough, there was a faint smoke lingering around the old man.

No one has noticed it.

"He must have hid the watermelon in his robe...using magic, we can see the watermelon bloom and ripen, and then take the opportunity to take out the watermelon that has been prepared..."

Although the two were whispering, the old man suddenly looked over.

His hearing is super sensitive.

It seems that they all heard what the two of them were saying.

The eyes are so sharp.

Oh, it's not good, probably it's a good idea.

Exposing others' privacy is not fun, it's asking for death.

Fangfei doesn't want to die.

Moreover, there were several burly men standing next to the old man inadvertently. Although they were all standing outside, Luo Jia could clearly see that it was a strange formation, each with tall and strong waist, and he was fucking.
Chapter completed!