"Why didn't you just talk to them earlier?"
As soon as they got home, Little Thumb revealed itself, casting a dead fish eye glance at An Le, speaking thus.
"Uh... talk about what?"
Seeing An Le looking a bit absent-minded, Little Thumb rolled its eyes, quickly using its tail to pat her head, trying to wake her up,
"It was what Yan Huan always wanted!!"
"Uh... not really, after all, I also felt... um, that... comfortable."
An Le blushed slightly and said this to make up for Yan Huan.
Little Thumb showed a disdainful expression, virtualized and jumped onto the sofa, familiar with picking up the remote on the sofa to turn on the TV, sticking out its tongue as it said,
"Yeah right, I know you're a lustful ghost, the birthday gifts being just doing those things with Yan Huan... but you're not exactly uncontrolled!!
