"Senior, are you selling me?"
Dorothy looked at Senior Mia opposite her, her gaze full of grievance.
But it was already too late; the little junior sister beside her had already looked towards her.
"Senior sister..."
Audrey's tiny fox doll on her shoulder hesitated to speak, but those charming fox eyes were filled with anticipation.
Little Fox really wanted to help everyone, but she was afraid of messing things up if she acted alone. However, if the senior sister joined in, then there would be no problem.
And who could refuse such a pitifully weak, helpless, yet truly adorable little fox?
Dorothy had the words of refusal on the tip of her tongue but couldn't bear to continue saying them. She worried if she refused, it would hurt the little junior sister and make her really upset, then what could she do?
