C70 The Pigsty and the Old Woman

"Sniff, sniff." Mo Xue heard a strange noise in her ear. She reached her hands into her bosom and rubbed her little head, saying, "Zhizhi, stop whining. You're not a pig."

"Pigs?" When she thought of this, Mo Xie suddenly opened her eyes and scanned her surroundings. Countless unknown creatures called grass and mud horses ran past in her mind