He cried so miserably and miserably, beating his feet and pounding his chest hysterically, shaking the heavens and earth, crying to ghosts and gods, it was really sad to hear it.
Ling Chuxi felt a chill down her spine. 'I was just making up a reason. Even if you wanted to cooperate, you don't have to cry like this, right?' Three meals a day and two supper? isn't that referring to my Goldie? Even the name is so uncreative, MA ...
To be honest, hearing this name that she had picked up on the spot without thinking about it, Ling Chuxi's heart finally felt a little more balanced. It seemed that she was not the only one who did not know how to name her spiritual pet. Little Huang actually sounded much better than little ma.
In fact, Ling Chuxi did not know that ye Xiaoqi was crying from the bottom of her heart. When she thought of the good things that Goldie had stolen in the past, her fake tears came true.