Nini looked up and blinked, her flame-like long hair gently swaying behind her snow-white back, and the curiosity and innocence in her golden pupils remained exactly the same as before. "Hmm hmm." She pointed at herself, wagging her little tail and cutely puffing out her small chest.
Though still young, her figure and curves were already reminiscent of Nikopolas.
Over there, Luo Hao turned his head to take another look, only to have Ai Xiaoxiao poke his eyes with two fingers, "Ouch—!" He was caught off guard, suddenly hit, and screamed miserably. "Nini is still a child," Ai Xiaoxiao warned sternly: "Turn around, turn around!"
Luo Hao covered his eyes, tears streaming down his face, shouting aggrievedly: "Damn, I just turned around subconsciously, did you really have to hit so hard?"
Ai Xiaoxiao panicked upon seeing this and quickly said: "Oh, sorry, sorry! I acted impulsively... Luo Hao, are you okay?"
"...Do I look okay to you!?"
"Oh, sorry! Fatty, fatty!"
"What now!"
