Treasure Eye

Lowering his head to look at his somewhat thin frame, Yang Bo felt a wave of hesitation wash over him.,If one does good deeds every day and prays sincerely, will the father's illness get better,Yang Bo remained silent. He had indeed helped out there before, but only to save a meal's worth of money. He had no other ulterior motives, but Guo Pi had always misunderstood him, and he chose not to explain.。