The Dragon-horned Lolita's gaze instantly shifted to the cake, her small hands released Lu Jin'an's clothes, and she reached for the cake with a gulp.
Jun Ling hurriedly took the cake from Lu Jin'an's hand, saying somewhat awkwardly: "Saint Lu, sorry about that..."
Lu Jin'an laughed: "She looks like a little Taotie."
Jun Ling lowered her eyelids, pressed her lips, and remained silent.
Lu Jin'an didn't pay more attention, took another step forward, but...
"What more do you want?"
Lu Jin'an looked speechlessly at the little Lolita, who used her clean little hands to pull him back again.
He sighed internally, marveling at how absurdly strong this little thing's ability to manipulate space was.
At least his current mastery of space rules was not as advanced as hers.
The innate divine skills of demon beasts can indeed be enviable at times.
The little Lolita seemed startled, and the surrounding space instantly appeared fragmented.
