Jiang Hanxi gently brushed Xiaolong's light blue hair aside, her voice soft and gentle, yet naturally carrying a hint of aloofness.
"good......"
Although Xiaolong was a little disappointed, he still obediently responded and jumped down from Jiang Hanxi's arms.
A short while later, Han Jian's voice, a mix of anger and laughter, came from the other side of Jiang Hanxi's divine sea space:
"Hey! You little rascal, you can't touch that there! Hahaha!"
Jiang Hanxi ignored the voice behind her, took a few steps and walked gently to the pile of items before slowly squatting down.
Extending a slender, long arm, she approached the small rattle drum with two small balls hanging beside it.
Since it's Xiaolong who wants to play with it, I'll check if there's any damage first...
Jiang Hanxi first comforted herself in her heart, completely forgetting what she had just said: "[This won't do!]".
Only then did I dare to pick up the exquisite little rattle drum on the ground in the Divine Sea Space and examine it with a clear conscience.
The first thing you see is a little girl pointing to the right side of the rattle drum, her mouth agape as if she's complaining about something.
However, because the drumhead of the rattle drum is limited, the complete scene cannot be seen by looking at only one side.
Jiang Hanxi hesitated for a moment before gently turning the small rattle around with her slender, fair fingers.
"laugh......"
Jiang Hanxi saw the other side and couldn't help but chuckle. The sounds of playful fighting behind her came to an abrupt halt.
Jiang Hanxi then realized something was wrong and quickly stopped smiling.
He carefully put down the rattle drum before turning around and walking towards Han Jian and the others.
I completely forgot about what Xiaolong wanted to play. Anyway, she wanted to play, but it's not like I had to let her play, haha.
At this moment, the camera is looking at the small waves on the ground of the Divine Sea Space behind Jiang Hanxi.
A little boy was squatting on the ground, his hands covering his head, looking ahead with a trembling expression.
What he was looking ahead was the left side of the rattle drum, which was the right side that the little girl was pointing to.
The little girl was none other than the little boy.
The little boy was facing none other than... the little girl!
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