After sending Vera Jones away, Ansley squatted down and stroked the red chicken back and forth with her hand. The plush feel was really good.Then he praised in a good mood: well done.The red chicken rubbed its head against Ansley's big hand, feeling comfortable with its fur.For a moment, the atmosphere between the person and the bird was quite harmonious, and Ansley's mother couldn't stand it anymore.She frowned and looked at Ansley, finally dissatisfied, saying, "Son, what's the matter with you? When Vera came to our house, you spoke coldly, but you're so passionate about this chicken? Son, are you...”Mom. Ansley interrupted Ansley's mother's words, holding the red chicken in one hand and standing up, walking to the sofa and sitting down.Touching the chicken fluff with each hand, he said to Ansley's mother, "Mom, I know what you mean, but this Vera Jones is not good.Upon hearing this, Ansley's mother became angry and said, "Why not? You and Vera have known each other for s
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