Samantha's heart skipped a beat as he said, "Isn't, isn't she a little goblin?"
Henderson said, "That's right. No matter what, she's just a little goblin."
Samantha: "..."
In fact, since she began to be sensible, because of her beauty, there were many people who called her " foxtrel". In Samantha's cognition, " foxtrel" was a word with great malice and criticism, but she had an unspeakable palpitation when Henderson slowly read it out between her lips and teeth.
"Then..." Samantha plucked up his courage. "Are you going to accompany me or not?"
She didn't realize that she was acting like a spoiled child.
The old man laughed and said, "I'll go with you."
The car was ready. Chong Reminisland was a little far from the City Public Security Bureau, but it took them more th
