Mama Cui's words were not completely unreasonable, and Luo Qingying hesitated for a moment because of this.

It's just that, looking at the little chick she was holding in her hand, Luo Qingying's eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of sourness.

Looking at the poor bird that was still in the palm of her hand, flapping her wings and trying to fly back to her nest, Luo Qingying faintly saw her own shadow from the fledgling.

I saw that even if she knew that there was not much hope, even if her parents didn't really care about herself, she stubbornly hoped that she wanted to leave a place in their hearts and wanted to work hard to integrate into this family!

Looking at the helpless appearance of this chick, Luo Qingying's bright eyes as if falling into countless stars revealed a trace of firmness that no one could shake.

"Miss?!"

"Don't worry, Mama! It's going to be fine. ”

Luo Qing Sakura can be said to have grown up in the mountains and forests since she was a child, and in the past few years, she has been playing crazy with the gray wolf Bai Xiao in the dense mountain forest, like the plane tree in front of them, Luo Qing Sakura doesn't know how many they have climbed, and the one in front of them is completely trivial for Luo Qing Sakura.

Knowing that Luo Qingying has this kind of ability, Mama Cui naturally won't worry that Luo Qingying will be hurt because of this, what she is worried about is that Shen Yufeng will dislike Luo Qingying if she knows about it.

Cui Mama knew that she couldn't stop it, although she was worried about this, she finally fulfilled Luo Qingying's wish, moved her body in front of Luo Qingying to the side, and looked at Luo Qingying nervously.

Throwing a reassuring look at Mama Cui, Luo Qingying carefully put the chick in her arms, hugged the plane tree with both hands, and coordinated her feet at the same time, just like a cat, and in three or two strokes, Luo Qingying had climbed to the high plane tree.

Standing up with the branches of the sycamore tree, and checking the situation of the chick in her arms, Luo Qingzakura took a deep breath, and then stepped on the branches of the sycamore tree to the surroundings, and cautiously, slowly moved towards the place where the nest was, little by little.

As Luo Qingying slowly moved forward little by little, the bird's nest was getting closer and closer to Luo Qingying, until she could easily reach the bird's nest as soon as she stretched out her hand, and Luo Qingying also stopped, adjusted her posture, and kept her body as balanced as possible.

One hand grasped the branch on the side, while the other hand carefully reached into his bosom, and took out the nestling that had accidentally left the nest and held it in the palm of his hand.

Luo Qingying was still a little worried at first, for fear that the chick would move disobediently in her palm, but she was pleasantly surprised to find that Fang had been flapping her immature wings in her palm below, tossing a bird, at this time, it was like knowing that she was helping it, motionless, obediently nesting in her palm!

Smiling lightly at the obedient little guy, raising her eyes to stare intently at the bird's nest, Luo Qingying slowly stretched out the hand holding the bird to it.

When the young chick was successfully returned to its nest, knowing that it had returned home safely, the little one began to flutter excitedly again.