How to wear it into a cloud

Perhaps, sometimes a seemingly small consolation can actually be infinitely magnified.Yun Xiaoduo didn't know about others, but at this moment, she really felt the kindness from the little milk baby, and the wound seemed to really not hurt so much, with less tears, Yun Xiaoduo gradually saw the little baby in front of her. Milkman's face.

She is really a very beautiful and well-behaved little milk baby, with a row of neat eyelashes, a standard small milk baby bun face, and smooth skin like a freshly peeled egg.The hair looks quite long, and it hangs all the way to the feet, with a bulge on the top of the head, which makes it more cute.

Besides the height, well, Yun Xiaoduo doesn't even need to glance at it... It's about the height of a normal pillow... It's a little taller...

For Yun Xiaoduo's improvement, Wen Shuangshuang obviously didn't notice it, and still carefully breathed on Yun Xiaoduo, repeating those comforting words.

Yun Xiaoduo couldn't help showing a weak smile at the little milk baby.

Wen Shuangshuang, who was blowing seriously: "..."

Wen Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted at his elder brother who was lowering his head and was busy saving a certain flower: "Brother! Little Yunduo smiled at me! Laughed! Will little Yunduo laugh too?"

Wen Shuo's hands, eyes and eyes are covered with blood now, he almost understands Yun's pain, eager to rescue Yun Xiaoduo on the thorny mulberry branch, he nodded and said yes.

Wen Shuangshuang knew about her brother's handling, but this time she was not angry at all, and turned around and devoted herself to comforting Yun Xiaoduo and giving Yun Xiaoduo continued breathing, which she thought was very important.

She still remembered that the last time her brother went to look for her on the mulberry tree, he accidentally cut his hand with a thorn belt.

So when you are injured, blowing air is extremely important.

When Wen Shuo finally rescued Yun Xiaoduo, Yun Xiaoduo's large cloud body became wet, and at first glance it looked like a blood cloud...

It's a little scary, Wen Shuo saw that there was less air in and out, and Mou Yun, whose eyes seemed to be open just now, and now completely closed, not only felt a little guilty in his heart.

He did nothing wrong...

right……

But why does this cloud seem to be in a more serious situation now than before...

Wen Shuangshuang and Xiao Ke felt that things were getting serious when they saw so much blood.

The little girl suddenly felt a huge sense of powerlessness. Why, her blowing method also failed, why did little Yunduo fall asleep instead?

With Wen Shuangshuang's question, Wen Shuo blamed himself and was at a loss, leading Yun Xiaoduo and the two to find their savior!

In Wenlan's residence, Wenlan looked at the injured Yunduo in her younger brother's hand in surprise, and was also frightened for a moment. She is the eldest sister, and she has more knowledge than her younger siblings, but this is the first time she has seen Yunduo injured.

After simply asking the ins and outs, Wen Lan also showed a look of bewilderment on his face.

Xiaowen double-checked his words, and before his elder brother Wenshuo could speak, he went to pull Wenlan's sleeve pitifully, with a voice of pleading and unbearable: "Sister, please help this little cloud, she is so pitiful. , Shuangshuang blows on her and she doesn't get better, it just smiled at Shuangshuang just now, sister please, after you save her, let her be Shuangshuang's little cloud, okay?"

Wen Lan knew that all the clouds in the heavens were under the control of Fairy Siyunjian Yinyue. Although they were very common existences, whoever wanted them became her own.

It's not a big deal, but it's a taboo against the Emperor of Heaven. Thinking of this, Wen Lan hurriedly covered her sister's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Shuangshuang, don't talk nonsense, these clouds belong to the Heavenly Si Yunjian."