Chapter Twenty-Nine: Kyungwon and the Little Fool

The little girl grabbed the yo-yo with her hand, focusing almost entirely on the metal ball, not showing aggression again.

It's good and useful.

Kyungwon took a step back, keeping a distance of 2 to 3 meters from her.

It's just that she has temporarily gained a little trust from her, and she can't close the distance in such a hurry, otherwise she may mistakenly think that she has aggressive ideas.

This distance should be her safe distance, and what to do next, we have to continue to observe her reaction.

I saw her learn the way Jing Yuan shook the yo-yo, held the ball with her palm, bent her elbow, and then threw it down in the next second.

Wheels...

The "blue wolf" slipped from her fingertips and rolled on the ground, the noose like a little tail, flicking up and down.

For a moment, the air suddenly fell silent.

The little girl's eyes looked at the ball, and then her eyes were fixed.

Those eyes seemed to be questioning, obviously they are all the same ball, why am I playing differently than yours?

Well, she didn't even learn how to play yo-yos, and she didn't even understand how to put the noose on her fingers first.

She just saw Kyungwon throw the ball out, and she spun around and bounced around on the rope.

The yo-yo rolled down the ground to Kyungwon's toes, and the vines clinged to the ground and spread towards Kyungwon's position.

Bad, she felt like she was being toyed with.

She felt that she had been tricked by Kyungwon and pranked.

She must be given an explanation immediately, otherwise these vines will really strangle Jing Yuan.

Before she had time to think about it, Kyungwon immediately picked up the ball and opened her right palm to turn it outward, so that she could clearly see the process of the rope sleeve being tied to her fingers, and in order to make sure she wouldn't misunderstand, Kyungwon also pulled the rope twice, using body language to indicate that the ball would not slip so that the ball would not slip.

Finally, he threw the yoyo again, the rope stretching rapidly, and the metal ball bearings rubbed against the hemisphere.

The "blue wolf" swirled smoothly in front of him, making a buzzing sound.

The vines that had been wrapped around Kyungwon's feet stopped and slowly retracted behind her.

Jing Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, although her mind was as simple as a child, but she was not as delicate as a child.

If it's really a little girl of five or six years old, where do you care so much, just pick her up, and rua her soft face will be over.

But if he dared to do this to the little girl in front of him, he had no doubt that he would be torn to shreds in the next second.

Temporarily stabilizing her mood, Kyungwon wrapped the yoyo's string around it, crouched down and rolled the ball over.

With the one just now, he really didn't dare to get too close to her side.

But the black vines rolled up the yo-yo, and she suddenly stretched out her hand towards Jing Yuan, her flat little hand shining in a beam of sunlight, revealing a sickly pale, delicate fingers, warm, crystalline, round nails as if they had been coated with nail polish, showing oily black.

It's a beautiful hand, like a work of art.

Kyungwon understood what she meant, and was asking him to come over and help with the rope.

Do you really want to pass?

Kyungwon stared at her gooseberry-like dark eyes, and the little hand lifted toward him.

There seemed to be a hint of impatience in her eyes, urging him to come quickly.

Helpless, he could only walk in front of the little girl.

The vine handed the yo-yo to him, and the little girl's fingers spread lazily and drooped in front of him.

Her head has not yet reached Jing Yuan's chest, her height is at most 130 centimeters, and her small hands are raised flat, and they only reach Jing Yuan's waist.

In order to put a yoyo rope on her, Kyungwon had to half-crouch down and carefully hold her cold little hands.

Kneeling on one knee, this posture is really strange, Kyungwon thought to himself... If... If he was holding a ring in his hand, wouldn't it look like he was proposing to an elementary school girl?

Saying that this hand is really good-looking, like a work of art, he pinched it gently, it is not the hard feel of ceramic glass, but very soft, compared to the hideous spiky vines behind her, her body is as delicate and fragile as a real girl, as if she is still alive, just... There is no temperature.

Faced with his touching of his hands, the little girl did not react in particular.

After putting the noose on the little girl, he retreated three meters away.

The little girl grabbed the yo-yo again and threw it downward.

Finally, the "blue wolf" turned in her hands.

She looked down at the toy, made of two metal hemispheres, and seemed happy, and although her facial expression was not rich, the vines behind her swayed from side to side.

It's really like Xiaobai picking up the hair plate and waging his tail, stupid, Jing Yuan thought quietly in his heart.

She's so easy to understand, even better than a puppy.

But there was another accident, because she was too short, accidentally, the yo-yo hit the concrete floor, the friction of the ground made the yo-yo quickly lose its balance, and the speed dropped rapidly, but in a few seconds, it was like a leaky ball.

The black vine picked up the yoyo on the ground and put it in the palm of her hand, and without even wrapping the rope around the bearing, she threw the ball out again.

Without the centrifugal force of the rope, the yoyo certainly wouldn't spin, and the string would just swing back and forth like a stone.

The tips of the vines hung down again, and she couldn't seem to figure out what was wrong, and after several unsuccessful attempts, she could only look at Kyungwon again.

What a little fool, but she can't be blamed, she hasn't learned anything, and since the birth of her ignorant consciousness, she has been in a barren world.

The only ones who accompanied her were those who could not speak or react.

Her world is limited to this small supermarket, and toys like yo-yos are incredible novelties for her.

Judging from her current performance, her intelligence is probably only equivalent to that of a 3 or 4-year-old kindergarten child.

You must know that children at this age can't even wear socks, shoes are not divided left and right, buttons will be misplaced, clothes are worn backwards, and parents have to be called after wiping their buttocks after going to the toilet, which is the norm for three-year-old children.

In comparison, she can successfully throw a yo-yo in a minute or two, and her learning ability is very strong.

Kyungwon then stood in front of her again, slowly wrapping the string around the bearing.

She learned, and the second yo-yo ran out of power, and she moved awkwardly and slowly to wrap the rope back with her little hands.

It seemed that she felt a sense of accomplishment, and even showed the yo-yo that she had wrapped around to Kyung-won.

After that, she began to spin the ball around the ball with pleasure and was completely addicted to it.

Jing Yuan saw that she was fascinated by playing, so he ran to the shelves to get supplies.

He was so afraid before, it turned out that this was a little fool, and he could handle it easily.