But who would have thought...

There was wine in the uninhabited woods...

...

"I'm chasing butterflies..."

The child's voice is getting lower and lower.

There are only butterflies in her eyes.

By the time she realized it, she was already in the woods.

...

The child's mother shook her head slightly.

This is not a reason.

This description of the child reminded her of a picture similar to seducing small animals with food.

Or the simplest imagination...

A carrot was hung in front of the donkey, and the donkey kept moving forward in order to eat the carrot.

...

A smile flashed through the child's mother's eyes.

The next second, the child's mother lowered her eyes and blocked the smile in her eyes.

When he raised his eyes again, the child's mother looked serious.

“Sweet.”
Chapter completed!