Chapter 232 Breakfast Tomorrow

Afraid he wouldn't believe it, Vanessa Simmons pointed to the occasional fish shadow in the stream, and his eyes sparkled. "When tomorrow's breakfast, it must be delicious." "All right." Aaron Anderson helpless way, looking at Vanessa Simmons is about to go into the water, a pull. "I'll do it." Vanessa Simmons frowned. "I can do it myself." "I don't want you to get wet." The man said without looking back, regardless of whether his clothes would get wet or not, he got into the water. At night, the water was not swift, and Vanessa Simmons was on the shore, quietly watching the man catch one fish after another as if he were playing handsome. She is responsible for putting the fish into the material bag full of water. The fabric of the material bag is waterproof. After catching about ten fish, Aaron Anderson's cuffs and trouser legs were soaked by the stream, and he raised a pair of eyes thicker than night to look at Vanessa Simmons. "Is it enough?" "That's enough." Vanessa S