She simply and honestly answered Han Zhuoling's question, "This is a Pikachu."
Shi Xiaoya brought up the soft toy in her hands so Han Zhuoling could see it clearly.
Han Zhuoling stared at the yellow rat in her arms and raised his eyebrow as he asked, "This rat even has a name?"
"Of course!" Shi Xiaoya defended the Pikachu. What a cute little buddy, yet he called it a rat.
"It's a character in a cartoon. Its name is Pikachu, and it's really cute," Shi Xiaoya said. "It doesn't know how to say anything else, it just keeps saying 'Pika, Pikachu.'"
As a fan of Pikachu, Shi Xiaoya subconsciously imitated Pikachu's voice.
Han Zhuoling was totally unprepared for this and suddenly got shudders all over his body.
The electric feeling that rose from his gut charged right through his heart and up to the tips of his ears.
At the same time, two clusters at the center of his abdomen coursed downwards, charging through both of his legs.
