Chapter 564 Favoritism
- “Umm, Ben?” Zachary coldly stared at him.
- “I dare not.” Ben hurriedly bowed his head in apology, somewhat reluctantly.
- Sensing its victory, Fifi shook its hips triumphantly, fluttered its wings, and flew over once more to Ben's head. Raking his hair with its claws and treating his head as its nest, it promptly perched down after a while.