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In the past, whenever Wang Xiaolong had questions, Su Qianqian not only responded to every one, but often, she would rush to chatter even before Wang Xiaolong opened his mouth.
So her sudden silence today was quite surprising to Wang Xiaolong.
"Su Qianqian? Are you still there?"
"Little vixen, I'm going to buy some roast chicken later! Do you want some?"
After two consecutive inquiries, Su Qianqian still did not utter a word.
Scratching his head, Wang Xiaolong said in confusion, "Could it be that this little vixen was scared to death by my formidable display last night and is now dead inside the jade pendant?"
"With your strength comparable to that of an ant, you think you could scare me to death? You have too high an opinion of yourself!"
Finally, Su Qianqian could not hold back.
