The thing ran to her feet, and the leaves above her head poked out, hooking one of Ye Yuran's roots.

Ye Yuran: “…”

The obvious feeling of being touched was like someone scratching her feet.

Ye Yuran suddenly reacted, no wonder she felt that this thing looked familiar. She thought of something like it, like a Northeast green onion.

It seems, that's right, it's the kind of onion that everyone usually eats, but the one in front of you is more delicate and can run away.

【Mom, why do you ignore me?】

"Are you calling me?"

[Mom, you finally answered me!] It was so happy that it was circling.

Ye Yuran felt like she didn't know what to say when she was called a little guy like this.

She won't travel through time again, right?
Chapter completed!