“Xiao Bai?”
Mia was a little surprised.
Hearing this familiar voice, the white-winged little Menghu looked at Mia, the sharpness in his eyes gradually melted, and with an awkward sound, he jumped in front of her excitedly, and slammed under her feet.
This is the familiar feeling of legs!
I want to cry too much!
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