On the verge of widowhood

Qiao Que naturally didn't think much of it, she scratched the branch with her claws a few times and couldn't help but wish to ask instead of Bai Qing: "Then what about the last one?"

The remaining girl dressed as a bunny girl snapped her fingers and moved her ears: "I'm a half-demon, Hu Luoluo."

Bai Qing silently turned her face away: What name did your parents give you... Sure enough, not only human parents are unreliable, but monsters are also unreliable.

The three members of the Yan family were more lively than he had imagined. Yan Ling patted the table and laughed: "Luoluo! The boss said your parents are unreliable!"

Bai Qing, who had seen through his mind, was a little embarrassed, Yan Tai reached out and touched the top of Yan Ling's head: "Don't just read other people's minds."

Yan Ling stuck out her tongue and lowered her eyes obediently to apologize to Bai Qing: "Boss, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it... and I didn't mean anything..."