Her height is less than ninety catties, so what is her name?
Xiang Yi lightly shook Xin Xiaoxiao’s eyes, and was too lazy to care about her, reached out his hand to pick up the bowl, and ate Xiaoxiao’s leftover noodles.
“So, eighty-nine.”
Suddenly, there was another cheer from Xin Xiaoxiao, and at the same time he felt a shadow flying over him, and he raised his head to look at the balcony.
I was stunned, holding a mouthful of noodles in his mouth, and his chewing movement stopped.
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