C651 Flowing Feather

"Tree God, what about me? What about me? "

Youying blinked her eyes, her pink little tongue gently licking her thin lips as she swung her little tail.

"You are very cute."

Youying had read before that when someone praised you because you weren't beautiful enough, it was because your temperament was good enough!

Youying suddenly looked like an eggplant that had been covered in frost