Metaphysical Fortune-Telling C51
by MarineTLChapter 051 The child's smartwatch on his wrist started ringing just as Qiao Man was taking a giant pink cloud of cotton candy from a staff member. The cotton candy was as fluffy and light as a real cloud, even larger than his own head. Holding it in his hand completely blocked his vision. With his left hand occupied by the cotton candy and his right hand holding a hot dog he'd already taken a bite of, he didn't have a third hand to answer the call. Consequently, the person on the other end hung up…









