"Do you think these things are suitable for a little fox like me to listen to?"
Ansheng looked bewildered, crawled under the table, returned to Ah Qing's arms, and silently poked its head out from under the table, glancing around at everyone bantering with each other.
Perhaps due to the influence of its biological cycle, today's discussion topics were so bold that Ansheng felt its roommates might want to silence it later.
"Why isn't Xiaolan eating? No appetite today?" Ah Qing, who had been feasting the whole time, wasn't particularly affected by Tang You and Lingren teasing each other about their figures, but was puzzled as the little fox seemed quite shy today.
If it were any other day, the little fox should be out on the table, playfully fighting for the Orleans chicken wings in the family bucket.
"I've got an appetite, just wanted to change seats to get closer to Ah Qing."
