"What's your name?" Asked a stubborn boy.
"Zhaonan" the little girl replied timidly.
"Pfft!! What? Recruiting men? No way, does a little beggar like you also want to attract men?"
"No... No no... No, no... It's the calling, the south of the south." The little girl replied in a low voice.
"Ouch! You're messing with me from now on! But you have to change your name. Well... That's right! Just call me Kitten! Look at your little nose and wrinkled face, how much like a Kitten!"
"Yes!" (You little brat, I don't care about you, sister. How dare you call me a cat! I'll take care of you later! Humph! Just wait and see)
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"You... Who are you? You... You... What do you want to do?" A handsome man asked with fear.
"Hehehehe. I am the flower picker, and I just want to lend you my body! Don't be afraid! Ah! Sister, I won't hurt you!"
"What do you want to do?"
"Hey! The person riding the white horse may not be the prince, but it may be Tang Monk. It's true." A certain seductive woman muttered in a low voice.
"Hehehe! It's nothing, I just want to borrow some seeds!"
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Haha! Let's not talk about it anymore, let's read the text! If you want to know the truth, please listen to Zhao Nan... Oh! No! It's Zhao Nan who explains!