Meow meow meow~~~~
After playing and screaming for a while, Jiaojiao finally swelled up like a ball and floated on top of the spiritual liquid.
Upon a closer look, you're the fattest cat I've ever seen.
"By the way, why did I turn into a dry corpse while you remained unharmed, with not even a single hair injured?"
He thought about it seriously, stretched out his two chubby paws, pointing at his chubby cheeks with each short and fat middle finger, and made an adorable face like a teenage girl: "Because I'm cute."
Qin Yu: "..."
You crack me up. Other than sanitary napkins, there's really nothing else for you to inherit.
Actually, it's because he's the son of the God of heaven. His roots are different from others. No one can say anything. Qin Yu knew the answer when he asked, but watching this fool make a cute face was fun. She rubbed his head and laughed, "Thick-skinned, huh?"
