C782 The king's ponytail has been scratched

"I like a girl," the weasel was silent for a moment, and then used a classic opening statement. Ling Tianfei rolled his eyes, what nonsense, if it wasn't for the girl, he wouldn't have said it out loud. He could see the depth in the weasel's eyes, this man was also a fool. The weasel continued, "But she doesn't like me."

Ling Tianfei thought: Oh, Apollo, so you're such a shrewd and spicy person