This pen was very light in his hand. Even the exaggerated metaphor of "As light as a feather"was not very accurate at this moment. If he could not really feel it with his hands, Zhou Ze would even mistakenly think that he was holding a ball of air.
The shadow seemed to have started to wave and kept spinning and jumping around Zhou Ze..
"Stop spinning, Dizzy."
The shadow ignored Zhou Ze's warning,
it even became more aggressive,
sometimes it jumped over,
sometimes it jumped out,
"I jumped out,
i jumped in again,
come and hit me,
idiot!"
Boss Zhou rubbed his forehead,
the guy in front of him was definitely a slut,
but his tone and tone were exactly the same as his,
this feeling made Boss Zhou feel as if he was being cheap in front of a mirror.
"So, this is the story, the world in the book?"
Zhou Ze asked.
"So, in your opinion, this world is a big cake?
