The elf ball instantly expanded from the size of a glass ball, and finally became a little larger than the tennis ball.

Nidolan blinked his red eyes and glanced at him with a small glance. Then his body shrank first, and his breathing was a little rapid.

Jing Ming glanced at the elf ball in his hand, thought about it but took it back, and then carefully tried to hold Nidoran in his arms.

As soon as he touched him, Nidoran's long ears trembled, and then his voice trembled a little, "Lan..."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Jing Ming comforted softly, but Nidolan still trembled and it took a while to calm down.

However, soon, he found that as long as he faced those red pupils, Nidoran would close his eyes and tremble again.

Is this timid or shy? Jing Ming could only raise his head and deliberately disguised his eyes.

He stroked his spotted back again, slowly stood up, and breathed in the fragments of sunlight.

Finally, Jing Ming waited until Nidoran was completely calm before taking out the elf ball from her arms and gently touched her spotted back. As the red light converged, everything seemed to be natural.

Hop!

He slowly stood up and took a deep breath.

From today on, he, Jingming, has been...
Chapter completed!