Song Song rubbed his butt and looked up...
He saw a girl with a good figure but a baby face, holding a lollipop in her mouth, wearing a super short mini skirt sitting there. Her legs were resting on the chair, revealing slender white legs, along with her full and perky chest, truly making any woman inexplicably jealous!
Instinctively, Song Song glanced at his own flat figure, and couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness, "You, you are the bean sprout! Who are you, and why did you capture me?"
The girl laughed mischievously, "Hmph! You don't deserve to know my name, bean sprout!"
"You, try saying that again!" Song Song was also angry.
"Didn't expect you to have a temper?" The girl munched on the lollipop, "But now that you're in my hands, no matter how big your temper is, I can smooth it out."
"...Who exactly are you? I have no enmity with you, did you get the wrong person?"
"No, I am looking for you. Aren't you called Song Song?"
