Xiaobao said without hesitation: "Mama is feeding Xiaobao to his mother."

Yan Wu:...

Xiaobao is such a messy dream, it's so terrifying, okay?

But Xiaobao, who said this, had an innocent and dull voice, and seemed to be uneasy to rest assured about this matter.

Yan Wu brought a hawaiian fruit into Xiaobao's mouth again.

Subconsciously looked at Jiang Xingzhi.

Jiang Xingzhi said: "I asked it too, but its answer has not changed."

Yan Wu said with a little distressed feeling: "But neither of us can do such a thing. How could Xiaobao have such a memory? Could this be the dream it had when it was sleeping?"

Before Jiang Xingzhi could answer, Xiaobao said, "It's not a dream, it's not like this."

Yan Wu:...

She opened her mouth, silent.

Jiang Xingzhi comforted her: "Since you said that neither of us will do such a thing, so don't take it to heart."

Yan Wu nodded, as if he had accepted Jiang Xingzhi's comfort, but he didn't know what was going on in his heart, but he was still heavy.

She remembered that she seemed to have had a terrible dream a long time ago.

In that dream, Jiang Xingzhi was grabbing the young Xiaobao and chewing it, and he wanted to force Xiaobao's remaining limbs into her mouth.

The nightmare that I had forgotten was instantly remembered because of Xiaobao's words.

It's really...how could there be such a cruel dream?

Speaking of Xiaobao's so-called "self-memory" is not just seeing her dreams, right?

Does Xiaobao have the ability to see people dreaming?

After Xiaobao gnawed all the snacks on the table.

Qiqi looked at Yan Wu in a vain, and from time to time he rubbed his head against Yan Wu's cheek and neck.

Its feathers shaved on Yan Wu's neck, and itchy, so Yan Wu laughed and fell to the ground.

Jiang Xingzhi looked at Yan Wu who was lying on the ground in disbelief, never expecting that the little girl would be ticklish.

However, the little girl smiled happily, vivid and pleasing to the eye.

He said to Xiaobao who was about to come over again: "Xiaobao, no!"

When Xiaobao heard this, his movements stopped and he felt very aggrieved.

He looked at Yan Wu with his wings and little head aggrievedly.

Yan Wu sat up and said to Jiang Xingzhi: "Xiaobao is just playing with me. Uncle Jiang, it doesn't matter. I also like to play with Xiaobao."

After all, Xiaobao rarely has a playmate.

Jiang Xingzhi didn't say anything, but his lips were pursed into a thread, and his face looked a little bad.

Xiaobao seemed to be scared, and the cat with his little head drooped down at Yan Wu's neck.

Yan Wu touched its wings and its little head, comforting her mouth: "Xiaobao is so good, I can't bear to blame you. It's okay, let's continue playing. What else does Xiaobao want to play? I'll accompany you!"

Xiaobao said in her arms in a depressed manner: "Xiaobao doesn't want to play anymore."

When Yan Wu heard its aggrieved voice, he felt more and more pitiful.

She didn't have the courage to blame Jiang Xingzhi, and Jiang Xingzhi seemed to be doing it for her own good.

So she could only talk to Xiaobao softly, trying to guide Xiaobao to do what she wanted to do.

Xiaobao was killed for a long time after she gently touched her head.

Finally, with the courage, Qiqi said illegitimately: "Mother, Xiaobao wants your blood."

Yan Wu was stunned.

Jiang Xingzhi's face over there darkened.
Chapter completed!