One hundred and thirty years old?
Quentin Qiao thinks that his knowledge of the world is not so lacking. A little baby actually said that he was one hundred and thirty years old!
He looked at his master, who nodded to him with some apology and sympathy, put his hands on his head to imitate animal ears: "She is a little fox."
As soon as the master finished speaking, a pair of furry ears suddenly appeared on the girl's head and twitched. She asked, "How else do you want to arrange it?"
How else can I arrange it? Quentin Qiao didn't know either. Could it be that they were ranked by height? It was one thing to say it was shameless, but the point was that he felt that as soon as he said it, this little fox might become two meters tall for him.
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