I didn't expect the two to be together so harmoniously, so that the mysterious voice watched the interaction between Fenghua and Mo Crimson so silently.

Is it that he hasn't dealt with people for too long or what?

This human being has no emotions that a normal person should have.

This monster that is neither human nor snake, where is it good-looking?

"Good, you're good." The voice was extremely low, and Fenghua felt a cold air blowing behind him, and the temperature around him seemed to drop to below zero in that instant.

However, the imaginary horror did not come.

It seems that everything is different, but I don't know why it is different.

In a moment's blur, the scenery in front of me completely changed.

Where is this?

Who is she?

I wanted to move and want to speak, but I found that my mouth was babbling, my eyes widened in shock, and I found that I was being held in my arms, and I raised my arm and felt that my arm was not controlled at all.

Infant?

What's going on?

Who is the masked person holding her in front of him?

What happened?

What the hell is going on.

I tried hard to think of something, but my brain was blank.

It's as if she's really a newborn baby, and she doesn't know everything about everything, even if she doesn't know why she feels strange.

In front of you are small bridges and flowing water, surrounded by ancient cottages, curling smoke rising, a quiet and beautiful scenery.

Being held in her arms, with a warm and reassuring feeling, the calm comfort made her gradually fall asleep.

Then, it is to sleep and wake up, listen to the ancient and beautiful lullaby every day to fall asleep, wake up to eat something tasteless, and be held by this person to watch the sunrise and sunset.

Gradually, her little arms were able to stretch out, and she found that she was able to move and her hearing improved.

"Fenghua, your name is Fenghua." It was the first thing she heard, and she knew that she was called Fenghua. It's a familiar name, and you'll never forget it when you hear it.

Winter goes to spring, day after day.

The little arms and legs have grown up, and a chubby little doll has learned to crawl, learn to walk, and learn to speak.

She went to play in the mud and caused herself to be covered in mud, she went to play in the snow and got sick, she climbed trees everywhere and broke her arm, she stripped all the flowers and plants she could see, and was chased around......

There are a lot of 'bad things' to do, and they are growing up day by day.

If you do it right, you will be praised, but this time is too little. If you do something wrong, you will be educated, just listen carefully. Then, every time you continue to make mistakes, and then they are corrected again and again, without getting tired.

A truth is repeated over and over again, twice, three times until you get tired of listening to it, and then you can remember a rough idea.

The days are dull and boring, but she feels very warm.

When the person holding her looked at her, his eyes were always full of tenderness, but she found that this person's originally thick black hair had a few more white hairs dyed with snow as she grew up.

Naughtily ripped off the gray hair, and then giggled, the elegant Sven who had been educated, she had not learned at all, like a wild child.

But she always knew that someone in the family was waiting for her to eat.