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With the ice cube town, it was really much cooler, Chi Ling'er was happy, but found that there seemed to be fewer and fewer people coming and going to her room, and even Mama Zhong rarely came back once a day, and even if she came, she only gave a few orders at the door and left. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The people in this courtyard seem to be avoiding these ice cubes? Why? On a hot day, isn't it good to have ice cubes to cool down? It's weird!

The temperature has dropped, but the days of idleness are very boring.

Well, there you have it!

After taking the knife, Chi Ling'er played alone in the house and came to the ice sculpture together.

After a busy afternoon, it was finally done.

It is really pleasing to the eye to watch those originally square ice mounds become such patterns of different shapes as they are now. The most important thing is that she came into contact with this ice cube all afternoon, and her whole body was cool and comfortable.

"The master is really still very artistic."

Who's talking?

Chi Ling'er was intoxicated admiring the fruits of her labor, when a thin child's voice suddenly sounded in her ears. She reflexively looked up and looked around, and the room was as normal and quiet.

She's having auditory hallucinations?

Frowning, when did she have this problem?

"Master, you heard it right, it's Mimi who is talking." Again?

It seems to be from ...... Yes, ice sculptures?

Squatting down, Chi Ling'er glanced at the ice sculpture, but saw a small bee rolling happily on the ice sculpture.

"Is that you, little bee?" Chi Ling'er blurted out a question, and as soon as the words fell, she smiled self-deprecatingly. She was so idle, she actually thought that the little bee could talk all the time.

The little bee flew up "buzzing" and circled around Chi Ling'er's ear: "Master, do you finally recognize Mimi?" ”

"We know each other?" Chi Ling'er was even more curious, even if she crossed over here inexplicably, there was actually a bee who came to confess?

The little bee flew in front of Chi Ling'er's eyes and somersaulted in the air, looking very happy: "Of course, honey was created by the master." ”

"Created?" Can she create a bee?

The little bee nodded: "Mmmm, honey is a little bee carved out of ice by the owner." So like the owner, I am most afraid of the heat. ”

"You know I'm afraid of heat? Wait, you're the little bee I carved? So how did you become a real bee? You're a sperm, you bee essence? Chi Ling'er gasped.

The little bee was so aggrieved: "Mimi is an elf, not a goblin, the owner has spiritual power, so he can give life to Mimi, Mimi is not a monster." ”

"I'm sorry, Mimi, what the hell is going on? Can you elaborate on that? Chi Ling'er seemed to have found a life-saving straw.

The little bee flapped its wings in mid-air: "Master, can you spread out your hands and let Honey rest in the palm of your hand for a while?" Mimi is so tired from flying. ”

"Okay." Chi Ling'er spread out her hand and let the little bee fly to her palm.

The little bee slapped Chi Ling'er's calf in his palm, and said sullenly: "The master has crossed over, and he forgot about honey." ”

"Crossing? How do you know? Chi Ling'er was so surprised, now, she didn't dare to underestimate this little bee at all.

The little bee muttered: "Of course I know, I don't know how to find the master?" ”

"Mimi, how can you speak?" Chi Ling'er felt that talking to this little bee was really happy, as if an old friend couldn't finish talking when they met. Could it be that she really has some connection to it?

"The master used to talk to Mimi every day, and Mimi learned it." Mimi is rightfully authentic.

Chi Ling'er hurriedly said: "I only remember that I crossed over here after getting drunk, and I don't remember the rest of the things at all, Mimi, can you tell me something about my past?" ”

"Of course, Mimi knows all about the master." The little bee was very excited when she heard that she could help Chi Ling'er.