C78 Ten roasted pigs

The kid spoke again.

But why did it feel like something was amiss?

"What, what rule?"

Hua Xiaobao felt that his so-called rules were definitely not good stuff.

It must all be in his favor.

This little imp, was he trying to trick her?

"I've grown up and am no longer satisfied with roasting ten pigs a day. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, he extended three fingers in her direction