chapter 241 Posture, long lasting, huge!

Sister Bawan?

Julian Ye was a little confused. Why did he need people?

He looked at the street in the distance, where a woman was riding a cow slowly approaching. It was an adult bull with two horns like scimitars, looking very domineering.

The woman on the cow's back was not very old, only about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was wearing a simple cloth shirt and trousers with several patches on them. She had a hemp rope tied around her waist with a handful...