C897 Roasted Sweet Potatoes

In the vast wilderness, the starlight of the night sprinkled on the ground. A group of young people were sitting around a bonfire, drinking and chatting.

The fragrance of the sweet potato was so strong that it made God of the Mountains drool.

"Is this the sweet potato?" Aman stared at the sweet potato and licked his lips.

Yang Huang and Qin Qi were drinking, and Qin Li also ordered a cup