C341 It's like a Car Crushing Your Heart

Qin Anqian took the little raccoon and pinched it with two fingers. It seemed like he did not want to be stained by the dirt that he had imagined. He said with an indifferent tone, "Mu Xiaohui, do you have the nerve? These ten or so pieces of fur are actually used as a gift for my son's second birthday?"

"This little raccoon is pure wool. It costs three hundred yuan