"Well, Mommy, if you stay with me, I won't be sad." The little carrot demon's little fat hand hugged Ling Xiaotu and waved happily with one finger, playing in the pit.
But Ling Xiaotu didn't have the energy. Her squatting body swayed under the sway, as if the little carrot demon had too much strength. "Are you using me to exercise your arm strength?"
hand, pouting and complaining.
The little carrot demon immediately stopped moving, and rubbed his head obediently against Ling Xiaotu's knees, whispering, "Mommy~ I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I didn't mean it."
The little carrot demon's voice was somewhere between a baby's tone. When he heard Ling Xiaotu's tone reproaching it, it softened a few times, "I'm sorry, Mommy~" [
Ling Xiaotu has become quite accustomed to the way this carrot demon gets close to her.
But obviously the title "Mommy" is not suitable for Ling Xiaotu, a sixteen-year-old girl. She nodded, comforted the sad little carrot demon, and asked funnyly, "Why do you call me Mommy?"
Even if it is a plant, it should have its own mother?
The little carrot demon looked at Ling Xiaotu with its sparkling eyes, as if this question was asked to the bottom of its heart, "You are my mommy!"
Two red clouds flew up from its white face, "When I saw Mommy for the first time, I decided in my heart!"
The little carrot demon said the word 'identify' very forcefully, as if it had decided to stay with Ling Xiaotu for the rest of its life.
It looks like a sensitive, fragile, and easily injured little baby.
"It looks like this, but I am indeed not your mommy." Ling Xiaotu's voice was soft.
After saying that, she also felt that this cute little carrot demon was pitiable. She stepped forward and played with the small curly leaves on its forehead, and then touched its soft head.
Such a simple action immediately made the little carrot demon's eyes turn red, and its dark eyes were filled with tears. It whimpered and quickly covered its fair face with its two fat little hands.
"Why are you crying?" Ling Xiaotu hurriedly leaned over, and his warm and concerned voice came along with the breath coming from the corner of his lips, making the little carrot demon feel even more sad.