C151 He Touched It with His Fingers

"Host, isn't that your girlfriend? She's quite beautiful. Aren't you going to try and keep her?" Xiaobai, the little white cat, lounged on a tree branch, swatting at the petals drifting down. "She hasn't messed up yet. If you stop her now, you might still be able to make it work!"

Chiang Chen gave it a dismissive glance