Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Like a small radar, when she touches the issue that makes her most sensitive, it will activate instantly and she will be extremely vigilant.

"What are you asking my dad for? Do you... also admire my dad?"

She looked at her and asked softly.

The illusory and unformed figure was startled and said, "What? Can't you...ask?"

"Of course not." The cute and delicate little doll puffed up her cheeks and said expressionlessly, "Although I kind of like you, it's not okay."

"Daddy is married. He belongs to mother. No one can rob him. Absolutely not."

The soft voice of Xiaoxiaonairu was cold and decisive, as if she had already determined this, and was guarding it resolutely, not allowing anyone to try to change it.

It looks like a little kitten ready to vent its anger on people. It is very fierce and bites people naturally.

"..." The figure was quiet for a few seconds, then opened his mouth and said softly, "What if I say, I am your mother?"

She leaned forward slightly, stretched out her hand, and wanted to touch her gently, but unexpectedly, the weird little man in front of her snorted without changing her face.

He turned his little face away, showing an expression of not being surprised.

"Let me do the math... you happen to be the thousandth person who pretends to be my mother... and the only one who doesn't show his face. I don't believe it."

The previous nine hundred and ninety-nine, although their acting skills were average, at least - they all showed their faces.

She transformed into the girl in her father's painting, crying in front of her with tears in her eyes, hugging her, claiming to be her mother, and asking her to help take her to her father's place, and then tried to do something shady.

Yun Jinnian had been fooled once by such a clumsy method - the only time, she was ignorant and didn't know anything, so she called the pretending woman "Mother", called her twice, and stupidly took her seriously.

It was also that time, when her father heard her calling another woman to be her mother, his face became extremely terrifying, his face was cold, and he became angry with her like never before.

The bamboo board hit her young hands ten times, hard, regardless of her cries.

That was the only time her father hit her, and the only time he lost control and became angry in front of her.

After that time, although her father never hit her again, she was still so scared that even now, no matter who claims to be her mother in front of her, she doesn't believe it and is extremely vigilant.

She said, "Don't say your name is Yun Si. I don't believe such a clumsy little trick. You say you are my mother. Do you have any evidence?"

"..." The illusory figure in front of him became quiet and said: "...I can't transform yet, it will take some time..."

Her spiritual power is too weak to support her transformation for the time being. She can only rely on herself to take it slowly, step by step, and practice slowly, without rushing.

But because there were people I cared about, I was afraid that he would have a bad life, so I couldn't help but be a little anxious.

She took a breath and said, "As for the evidence..."

After thinking for a while, she gently stretched out her hand, a hazy and fuzzy phantom, gently trying to hold her.

It couldn't be touched, but one could clearly feel the warmth in her palm.

The light fragrance filled the air, and she carefully held her hand. The pure demon red wrapped around her little hand like strands of vines.

The spiritual power is intertwined and blended easily - the same origin, the same bloodline, the bond of blood is the most magical existence in the world.

Just by holding each other tightly, you can feel the hot resonance of the blood in your body.

At that moment, Yun Jinnian's heart began to tremble violently.