C1700 Visiting?

The white haired tiger was scratched to the left and twisted its waist, while the right twisted its waist, dodging from top to bottom.

Bo Qian frowned and pinched one of its ears. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his face full of suspicion.

"Why have you been eating so much lately?"

"Didn't you say that Mu Shinian didn't come back