The little Lolita slid off Chu Jin's body, huffed and puffed up onto the chair, grabbed a shrimp without lifting her head, and said, "My future mommy gave me the name."
If she didn't get off Jin's body soon, there probably wouldn't be any crayfish left for her. This sister seemed soft and frail, but she was unexpectedly strong in battle!
The four of them sat together, chatting and laughing, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
But most of the time, it was the little Lolita and Song Yu conversing, with Chu Jin occasionally joining in.
Every so often, Song Shiqin would glance at her, and under the dim yellow light, the girl's features appeared somewhat hazy.
Like most of the diners, her face also had a bit of grease on it, but it didn't affect her overall facial features, instead, it added a different kind of charm.
Chu Jin was probably the most unique girl Song Shiqin had ever seen.