Only now did she realize that Zuo Zuo was a natural born money loser!,After the old monk brought back the little one from the rice porridge in swaddling clothes, three years later, the temple which had once been bustling with activity was now deserted.,Seeing this, Zuo Zuo pouted, her small head drooping down listlessly against his leg, her ears following suit. She looked just like a discarded puppy.。