Upon hearing this, not only did Zhou Yaling laugh, but even Mo Jingchun couldn't hold back and chuckled.
Between Little Grey and money, it's still better to choose the hard-earned money.
Hearing the laughter of her brother and sister, Candy hesitated again.
Maybe take a hundred and buy two cheaper ones?
After all, Little Grey doesn't care about appearances as long as it's warm.
But then it wouldn't be fair to buy something for Little Grey and not for Bun.
Uh-oh, that would mean two hundred!
Next second, Candy scratched her head.
Wait, that's not right. I already put four bills into the Little Golden Pig.
And I can't take them out.
Great, no more dilemmas.
"Brother, I also think Little Grey's fur is quite thick, so it's definitely warm, right?"
Mo Jingchun chuckled again.
"Right, no problem."
It was nothing else, mainly because Mo Jingchun really didn't care.
Whether it's Bun or Little Grey, they are all wild Chinese rural animals.
