"Who is Ah Xue?"
The little demon frowned, keenly aware of the problem.
"Ah..."
It seems that Fang Mo also found that he had made a slip of the tongue, and this cold sweat came down on the spot: "That's... er... she is that..."
"Well, you said."
However, unlike Fang Mo's nervousness, the little demon seemed very calm at the moment. At the moment, she hugged her chest and looked at him thoughtfully: "You can explain slowly, don't worry, I'm listening."
"This..."
"Excuse me, there should be nothing for me here, right?"
In Fangmo