C127 Forcible Demand

Duo Mi seemed to understand her words. She whimpered in grievance. Then, she laid her head on the ground and looked pitifully at Sun Xingqi, as if she was waiting for her words.

Compared to Duo Mi's cowardice, the rice was much more obedient. It sat on the ground, bent its body high up, took out its own soft tongue, and gently licked Sun Xingqi's finger to express its longing