Having completed the profile, Wang Dadong soon had his first match, an adorable girl named Xingxing, with a baby face and a decent figure, sporting two cute little fangs, aged seventeen—yes, just his type.
"Hey, little girl, how old are you?" To avoid scaring her, Wang Dadong decided to be subtle and take it slow.
Xingxing: "Thirteen."
Damn, wasn't it written as seventeen? How did it change to thirteen?
Wang Dadong puzzled, "Your profile says seventeen; how did it turn into thirteen?"
"Mom said thirteen-year-olds can't use Momo, so I wrote seventeen," Xingxing replied.
So that was it, but thirteen was still a bit too young; it was a bit hard to proceed.
"Hey, little girl, would you like Uncle to take you to see the goldfish?" Even though she was too young, Wang Dadong still didn't want to miss out and planned for a young girl grooming plan.
"SB, who watches goldfish, five hundred a day!"