Chapter 333 Promise me to be my girlfriend
Woody lay beside its bowl and didn't drink much milk this morning.
It had become depressed since its favorite nest was trampled into pieces.
It was homeless.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Sister, it was you who took me to dance and trampled on it last night."
"I danced with you!"
She was stunned again by her absurd behaviors last night.
"Yes."
"Sister, you are a good dancer."
"..."
She recalled and found it seemed to be the case.
This made her more sure that what he said was true.
It must be true that she molested him, forbade him to wear clothes and slept with him.
"What would you like for lunch? I'll cook for you."
After washing up, he came over again.
Glancing at him listlessly, she said casually, "You."
As soon as the words fell, he began to unbutton his shirt.
"What are you doing, Pierre?"
"For you."