The White Tiger felt a bit uneasy under the naked stare of the Little Paperman, reflexively retracting its ears.
The Little Paperman was pondering how to negotiate with the White Tiger, and suddenly found the ears gone, which left it a bit uneasy.
Instinctively, it started picking its toes again.
It learned this from a hitman in a movie; it found toe-picking particularly stress-relieving.
The White Tiger, with a sidelong glance at the Little Paperman, instinctively shifted its position.
He always felt that the magic artifacts around Yun Ran were more cunning than monkeys.
After Yun Ran had her meal, she came over to see the Little Paperman and the White Tiger sitting distinctly apart in separate spots.
"Have you had your primordial energy sucked away by someone?"
After watching most of the scam videos, the White Tiger looked at Yun Ran with eyes like withered grapes.
Hearing the playful tone in Yun Ran's voice, the White Tiger rubbed its face.
