Zaozi twisted uneasyly: "What's the matter?"

"You're right, he has indeed changed a lot." At least Sal is not as strong as a ghost now, especially recently, he is more friendly than green hair and more friendly than fireball. "Is he pregnant? It is said that pregnant people are more likely to exude the brilliance of their motherhood."

"You should thank me."

Pan Ting was surprised: "Is the child yours?"

"...I told him that you are a donkey with a soft head but not a hard head."

Pan Ting said: "You might as well tell him that I am obedient to my son and let him recognize me as his father."

Zaozi said, "I'm afraid he will find a way to give you one and then hold it in your palm."

Pan Ting imagined the scene, couldn't help but chill, and patted Zaozi on the shoulder: "The donkey is pretty good."

Zaozi saw him sitting on the stage, shaking his legs and doing nothing, and couldn't help but envy and hate: "Do you have nothing to do?"

Pan Ting said: "He plans to update the natural system, and I don't want to pull him back."

Zaozi said, "It's great. I'm working on this. Do you want to come and help me?"

"I haven't seen the Glorious Clan for a long time. I think I should care more about them." Pan Ting said, jumping off the stage and preparing to leave.

"How long is it?"

"It's been two days."

Zaoko's expression suddenly became so complicated that it was indescribable: "...Do you remember how long ago did you last meet me?"

"Well."

Since the spectacular scene under his nephew's grass skirt has been stuck in Pan Ting's mind for a long time, he has not yet prepared to see his nephew and wanders around aimlessly.

Seeing smoke coming from afar, his first reaction was that Sa'er and Zaozi had a good speed. They had developed natural systems so quickly, which caused forest fires. When they found out that it was the Glorious Clan's residence, the smoke had already spread all over the place.
Chapter completed!