Su Chenjin picked up the T-shirt again, slipped into it, and covered up his muscular physique.
Mianmian's little head finally saw the light of day again; she turned her head and looked at her great-nephew with confusion on her face, "Great-nephew, what are you doing?"
Su Chenjin fell silent again, staring at Little Auntie's hair dispersing in the wind, unsure of what to say.
When all her hair had been blown away by the wind, Little Auntie's head became as smooth and shiny as new, even starting to reflect the sunlight.
His Little Auntie had completely turned into a little light bulb.
Bai Bai, having shrunk back down, also noticed Mianmian's hairless head and let out a wail, hugging Mianmian's little leg and crying out plaintively.
Since Bai Bai didn't dare reveal that Mianmian's hair was gone, its howling was meaningless, like that of a common white wolf that hadn't gained intelligence yet.