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Jialuo Dizang and the others discovered that when other people lose their memory, in all the novels and movies, it's always about a tiger falling into the sunlit plains and getting bullied by dogs, but when it comes to Qin Xiaoyu, it's different.
Wearing a puffy little cotton jacket over her chubby stinky skin while doing things that only the Great Demon King would do.
In fact, the consequences of using her hands and feet might be far less than the consequences of using her mouth.
You see, with that little mouth chattering away, the Fierce Beast Jiaojiao, who had been calmed down, suddenly had all her ferocity flare up again.
"You're the pig! So fat, and you have the nerve to call me that!"
Qin Yu was momentarily stunned and then got angry. It's one thing for others to call her fat—after all, those people are gods and goddesses in their beautiful skins—but this little fat cat was so arrogant.
"I'm not fat, it's baby fat!"
