f Songhe liquor, a shoebox, and a thermos flask.From afar, she saw Huazi driving the tractor loaded with fertilizer. She hurried over with her things and smiled: "Huazi ge, let's go home!""Okay, let's...feat into victory.""What kind of person did that Miss think Han Sanqian was""Him" Lu Ruoxin chuckled lightly. "He isn't any kind, or perhaps, he is every kind.""Miss, is he really that good""Chi Meng,...