C334 What Kind of Breed Was That?

Hearing Changshun's promise, the big mouse was a little unhappy.

"I don't want a fake breast, and I don't want ugly girls either. If they weren't beauties, how would I deal with you?" The big mouse threatened as it waved its claws.

"Yes, yes. When we return from here, I will arrange it for you, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied." Changshun vaguely felt that this mouse was extraordinary