A small shovel flew up and down in his hand, dazzling the eyes. He looked very professional as he shoveled. The cat's droppings on the floor were accurately thrown into the drain at the entrance.,I don't look down on Lin Xiao at all. If it weren't for Grandpa Nan Gong Fuhu acting like a madman and forcing Lin Xiao to be my husband, I would never associate with someone so useless.,Nangong Jin's eyes lit up slightly, and she couldn't help but steal another glance at the white man's back.。