Here, after finally finishing talking to his system uncle, the little milk ball, who had just come back to his senses, still had his grinning mouth open with joy.
The next second, her father's words seemed to have grown legs, and rushed directly into her ears.
The kid blinked.
Her father's words just now kept echoing in her ears.
I'm as fat as a watermelon~
Let her turn from a pearl into a pig?
From pearl to pig?
Pig?
She lowered her head to look at Jiji, then raised her head to look at her father's hand which was still not let go.
The little guy tilted to the left and found that the hand was motionless.
It tilted to the right.
I found that the hand was still pointing in my direction~
So~
"Fat Watermelon and Piglet are both in debt to Zhuzhu, right?" He opened his mouth into an O shape as if he suddenly understood.
The little guy who was slow to react spoke up.
But the same.
Speaking out loud means that her brain has caught up with the rhythm.
Therefore, the kid who usually hates being called fat was completely stunned after hearing these words.
Frozen for a second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
The kid, who was originally sitting cross-legged, got excited and rolled his eyes upwards.
The emotionally excited Zhu suddenly collapsed on the bed, tilted his head skillfully, stuck out his tongue, and let his paws droop to the side.
Two Hundred Years Old Fat Mushroom: Dead!
Um.
In one sentence, two pain points.
In this round, President Bo successfully got a kill without any effort!
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