"Kid, why are you here to play? Who are your daddy and mommy?" The teacher walked to the little girl and knelt down. He saw that she was carved with jade and pink, just like an exquisite and beautiful porcelain doll, especially
It's those big black and bright eyes that are full of energy, as if they can talk.
"Well..." The little girl blinked her big eyes and bit the pacifier in her mouth.
The teacher reached out and took off the pacifier from her mouth, and asked patiently: "Tell me, who are your father and mother, and what are their names?"
"Well, I want a pacifier, I want a pacifier..." When the little girl saw that he had taken away her pacifier, her face immediately wrinkled up unhappily, her mouth was slightly flattened, and she reached out to take the pacifier from his hand.
return.
"Tell me first, whose child you are." The teacher was worried that her being here would affect other students, so he reached out to pull her up and wanted to carry her out. Suddenly, a gust of wind flashed around him, and he just stretched out his hand in the air.
My wrist suddenly hurt.
"What do you want to do to the doll?" A dark and cold childish voice sounded in my ears, still childish, but with a chilling severity.
