How to wear it into a cloud

"Brother really, Shuangshuang really heard it, go over and have a look." The childish voice was filled with prayer and expectation.

The voice became clearer and clearer, Yun Xiaoduo seemed to hear footsteps approaching the mulberry tree where she was.

Getting closer... getting closer.

This little milk baby is really kind, Yun Xiaoduo not only thinks so in his heart.I felt that my character broke out at a critical moment, this little milk baby must have been photographed by the sky to save her!

Many years later, every time Yun Xiaoduo thinks of this day, her heart will feel warm.

On that day, she was really lucky, very lucky...

When Wen Shuo and his sister found Yun Xiaoduo, Yun Xiaoduo was waiting for rescue with the last bit of strength.

The first thing that came into view was a blurry young boy's face, next to it was... well, it was blurry, it should be the little milk baby.

Seeing someone who needs help... E Yun, Wen Shuangshuang's little crescent eyes sparkled, "Look! Brother, I'm right! There are indeed people here, um Xiaoyun..."

Wen Shuo smiled helplessly and dotingly, her younger sister is really speechless.

"However, this cloud...how could it be hung on our mulberry tree?" Wen Shuo was very puzzled. The celestial silkworms usually live in the territory of the celestial silkworms, and they usually go out when they have something to do. If they go out, the first choice is to use their own clan The mulberry leaves and the words of the clouds are also sometimes choices.

Speaking of which, Wen Shuo's impression of Yun Duo...is the general one.

He never imagined that what he and his sister came to find after hearing the sound was actually a little cloud.

There are also tear marks.

Regarding this point, Wen Shuangshuang also quickly discovered and discussed with Wen Shuo: "Brother, Little Yunduo seems to be crying?"

"It seems so."

"Can little Yunduo shed tears?" Three-year-old Wen Shuang held her chins together, her little white face full of doubts.

"It should be." Anyway, he was in tears when he saw it.

The two of them just talked about each other like this, at that time Yun Xiaoduo almost wanted to die, this... What kind of ancestor was sent by the sky to save her, they have come, how can there be privacy to discuss her in the end Will she shed tears?Is this what people do!

Yun Xiaoduo was angry, touched the wound, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.

Compared to his younger sister who was still babbling, Wen Shuo was considered an adult after all. Seeing this, he immediately realized that he should always check on this little cloud first.

In this world, everything is a spirit.

After checking, Wen Shuo was even more surprised. The cloud had been hooked by mulberry branches all the time, and he bled without much effort when checking.

Now, even the little milk baby Wen Shuangshuang, who didn't understand anything, didn't discuss why Xiao Yunduo was bleeding.

Wen Shuo struggled to find a way to free Yun Xiaoduo's cloud body from the mulberry branch with small thorns, and sighed in his heart, this season their mulberry trees are all sprouting fresh thorns, and the thorns are the most powerful at this time, unexpectedly This cloud is so unlucky, I don't know how it hit it.

"Ah! It hurts..."

The consequences of Wen Shuo's distraction were very serious, directly causing Yun Xiaoduo to cry in pain.

"Mom... woo woo woo..." I really shouted out.

Wen Shuangshuang, who was sitting on an old branch without thorns, stopped dangling her short legs, covered her face with her little hands, and couldn't bear to see the miserable situation of little Yunduo in front of her.

But Yun Xiaoduo was in too much pain, not to mention how pitiful the cry was, after a while Wen Shuangshuang couldn't stand it anymore.

Carefully put down the hand covering his face, and slowly approach Yun Xiaoduo.

Then slowly blow on the injured part of Yun Xiaoduo...

While blowing, he didn't try to comfort Yun Xiaoduo: "It doesn't hurt anymore, Shuangshuang will blow it to you, it won't hurt anymore..."