Ye Tian smiled and said in a very elegant and gentle tone: "it's really good for me, so good that your mother is an animal."

the cat sighed again. His hands were long and white, like transparent glass. There was a layer of white light around the tip of his fingers. His fingers scratched his face and said, "when someone talks about my old mother, I think my hands are itchy. It doesn't matter if I itch my hands." He suddenly appeared beside Ye Mu and put his hand on her shoulder. "I'm afraid I'll crush your mother's shoulder by accident. It's a pity that your mother is a beauty...