The elf egg began to shake, and then a small head poked out of it.
The cute little creature wears a strange white bone mask on its head and brown lower body.
Click.
He struggled to crawl out of the elf egg.
This is clearly a Caracara.
Caracalla held a small bone stick in his hand, and his little eyes were full of longing for the new world.
Click.
Under the gaze of many elves, Caracalla walked toward Li Qiuran with some trembling.
Click!
Perhaps it was because Li Qiuran created Caracalla, and Caracalla was very fond of Li Qiuran.
This is the new elf of the ranch, Caracara.
Amid cheers, the elves sent their most sincere blessings to Caracalla.
…
After a few days, Caracalla became familiar with the environment of the ranch and began to become naughty.
Li Qiuran has been busy in the laboratory these days, and it is inevitable that he has neglected Caracalla.
Today, he decided to spend more time with the elves.
Click.
As soon as I walked out of the laboratory, I saw Caracalla running towards me from a distance.
Click!
Caracalla excitedly raised the bone club in his hand.
Caracalla was followed closely by several breeders.
Click!
The joyful laughter stopped suddenly, and in front of everyone, Caracalla's left foot mixed with his right foot, and he fell down.
His bone rod drew a beautiful arc, and rolled to Li Qiuran's feet.
"..."
Click!!
Caracara lay on the grass, looked at Li Qiuran aggrievedly, curled up the corners of her mouth, and cried loudly.
Li Qiuran's head was covered with black lines and she was a little at a loss.
"Ignore him." The corner of Zhang Meng's mouth twitched slightly.
"Ah? Won't you help the little cutie if she falls?" Li Qiuran looked at Zhang Meng in shock.
This beautiful face is so unfamiliar at the moment.
We've been together for a year.
He originally thought he knew Zhang Meng well enough.
Only now did he realize that Zhang Meng had changed.
Became so cold and heartless.
"You're thinking too much." Zhang Meng looked at Li Qiuran with a caring look on his face.
"This is not the first time." Zhang Meng sighed.
From the tone of his voice, Li Qiuran could feel the helplessness and numbness in Zhang Meng's heart.
"Ah?" Li Qiuran blinked, as if there was a big question mark on his head.
Look at the breeders again.
All of them had expressionless faces, as if their souls had left their body.
But Korakola lay on the grass with a look of grievance, with grass clippings still on her body, and her eyes filled with tears.
Click.
He sobbed and shouted.
"You guys are indifferent, how could I hire you?" Li Qiuran couldn't bear it and rushed forward in a hurry.
At the critical moment, Zhang Meng grabbed Li Qiuran again, with a serious look on her face.
"Believe me, I don't want to go."
"He might be injured!" Li Qiuran threw these words and rushed out.
"Baby, daddy is here, don't be afraid." Li Qiuran jumped to Caracalla's side, comforting her, and gently helped Caracalla up.
"Does it hurt somewhere? It's not hurt, right?" He looked concerned, and gently stroked the Caracalla joints with his right hand.
If a newborn elf is injured, it is easy to have hidden wounds.
There have been cases in the pasture.
A Charmander broke his leg when he was young.
Although it was finally cured, it still left sequelae.
Li Qiuran has deep feelings for every elf. He created them himself, just like his father.
Click (no pain).
Caracara hummed softly.
Click (but Caracara needs to be kissed to make it okay).
Hey, the little guy quite likes to act like a spoiled brat.
Li Qiuran smiled helplessly, leaned down and kissed Caracalla on the cheek.
He hugged Caracalla and showed a happy expression.
The keepers around him looked numb, as if the same scene had been played out many times.
Click (Caracalla likes daddy the most, can daddy kiss Caracalla’s left hand)?
Caracara blinked his cute big eyes, and Li Qiuran fell instantly.
"Okay, whatever my little baby wants, daddy will give it to me." After saying that, Li Qiuran bent down and approached Caracalla.
Suddenly, he noticed a strange smell.
That smell is so familiar.
A year ago it seemed like...
The little rascal has smelled it on his hands.
Could this be it!!!
Li Qiuran's body trembled, and a look of fear appeared on his face.
Could it be!!!
Click.
Soon enough, Caracalla quickly wiped his left hand on Li Qiuran's face, leaving a strange brown mark.
Then his small figure quickly jumped out of Li Qiuran's arms, sprinted to the spot where the bone stick fell, skillfully grabbed the bone stick and escaped into the pasture and forest.
Caracalla's cheerful laughter lingered in the air.
Caracara (Hahaha, big idiot. So easy to deceive).
This left behind a dull-looking Li Qiuran and Zhang Meng and the breeders who looked sympathetic but suppressed their laughter.
"Then...that's not shit, right?" Li Qiuran turned her head stiffly and looked at Zhang Meng like a robot, with a pleading tone in her voice.
"Pfft." Zhang Meng suppressed her laughter, stepped forward with a sympathetic look, took out a tissue and wiped Li Qiuran's face carefully.
He said comfortingly: "It's okay, everything is over."
"Did you already know that he was cheating?" Li Qiuran was a little angry.
Are the employees you hire just watching the boss’s jokes?
"I told you not to go," Zhang Meng said aggrievedly.
"This kid...he...I...! Alas!" Thousands of words turned into a sigh.
Li Qiuran was so angry. He was angry... No, how could the elves he created have such virtues!
unacceptable.
"He has been very good to you." Zhang Meng sighed, with faint traces of tears in his eyes.
"He put his hand directly into my mouth that time." Zhang Meng's voice was choked with sobs, and two lines of tears fell down her face.
Then she burst into tears, pointing to the place where the bone rod had been.
"That guy is a monster. Every time the bone rod falls off, the curve and arc are exactly the same. Even the position and direction of the bone rod after it lands are also the same."
She sobbed, and this time it was Li Qiuran who patted her back and comforted her softly.
This girl is so miserable.
Zhang Meng was sobbing with a look of grievance on her face.
The breeders around also looked sympathetic.
We are both fallen people at the end of the world.
No more, Zhang Meng held back a sentence with resentment.
"The bone stick is facing east, and it is 1.6 meters, 5 centimeters away from his position."
Li Qiuran was immediately shocked.
How much resentment is there that even such small details are ignored.