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Danheng, Ji Zi, and Lao Yang exchanged glances and nodded knowingly. Unless it was a dangerous situation, no one in a loving family would pry into the privacy of others.
Himeko's voice was as soft as falling petals: "Then you rest. Call us if you need anything."
Walter responded softly, "Yes, let's rest first."
"Okay, okay... Eeya!!"
The dry, forced laughter suddenly rose in volume, causing the three people who had turned around to pause slightly.
Himeko paused, stared at the doorknob for a second, hesitated, then shook her head and asked.
"Little March, have you seen any more worms? Do you need our help?"
"No, no, don't, don't come any closer!!"
Inside the room, March 7th frantically waved his hands toward the door, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints as he swallowed hard.
After locking the door, Qiong turned around to face March 7.
She had only caught a glimpse of Qiong when she turned to the side, and then forced herself to look away.
But now, as long as she keeps her eyes open, she's sure she can see it!
On March 7th, a violent thumping and buzzing sound was heard in my chest.
Qiong innocently spread his hands and waved them, showing his five empty fingers. He couldn't wear the space ring after his body shrank, so he gave it to Xing.
Qiong first used two fingers to represent retreat, making an image of running quickly, then pointed to the quilt of March 7th, and then pointed to herself.
As the saying goes, when people are pushed to the limit, they'll do anything, except solve math problems.
It's not just the shock of facing the ignited flame spear head-on; if everyone saw that Qiong was naked and that the two of them were in their current state, she would be completely too ashamed to show her face!
Under immense pressure, March 7's brain processed at an unprecedented speed, and she surprisingly understood what Qiong was trying to express. In a moment of quick thinking, she explained:
"Uh, I mean, what if, what if it gets into the living room when we open the door? That bug crawls really fast!"
March 7th pulled Qiong and pushed her behind the bed curtains, but then tilted her head back, not daring to look at Qiong's lower body. Beside her bed were all sorts of dolls she had bought from Xianzhou.
In her panic, she slipped, and March 7th's push turned into a press, causing her to fall onto Qiong's chest and onto the cherry blossom-colored sheets.
"..."
Himeko's eyelashes trembled slightly as she caught the tremor and some noise in March 7's voice.
Danheng and Walter exchanged a glance; it was obvious that Xiao Sanyue was still lying.
We still maintain our respect for personal privacy, but...
"Is the child alright?"
Himeko asked.
With her vision spinning and already in a state of panic, the girl's brain, which had been unusually functioning, was completely shut down by the slamming and falling.
Feeling dazed and dizzy, she opened her eyes on March 7th and seemed to see Xiao Xiaoqiong's forearm, so she went to help her.
"Child, child...no, it's alright..."
"It's good that you're alright."
Himeko's voice faded away with the sound of everyone's footsteps. March 7th used Hu Tutu's Ear-Moving Divine Skill to listen carefully and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that everyone had left.
Then, as her attention shifted from behind her to in front of her, she suddenly froze.
The child's forearm...?
No, this, this is!!!
In an instant, a blush spread across Xueyu's cheeks, from her cheekbones all the way to behind her ears, as vibrant as cherry blossoms bursting across the sky in late spring.
"Xing? What's wrong? Why are you hunched over and stiff? Are you feeling unwell?"
In the completely silent room, with the burning heat of the March 7th artifact in her hand seemingly amplified, she faintly heard her sister Himeko's caring voice coming from outside the room.
March 7th was just a blank stare.
"Ah Qi, if you keep going like this, I might not be able to control you."
Qiong, who was being interrogated by March 7 and the doll, was lying sprawled out. Apart from him, probably only the powerless male protagonist in a light novel could endure this scene.
If it weren't for the fact that I have to explain to everyone later and there are many other things to do, Qiong definitely wouldn't have been able to tolerate it.
"I...I didn't mean to...!"
In his haste, March 7th blurted out an apology.
As soon as she finished speaking, her hand recoiled as if it had been branded with a hot iron, and her pink and blue starry eyes instantly became watery with panic, her once lively gaze shattered into shame and fear.
She wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.
"No, it's all your fault!"
Seeing Qiong's leisurely and contented posture, she suddenly felt that she was "at a greater disadvantage," so she immediately pulled the sheet over his waist and abdomen, and pounded his chest with her small fists:
"If it weren't for you... if you hadn't suddenly grown so big, how could this have happened!?"
Afraid that everyone would come back and lower their voices, they stubbornly raised their pitch.
"Why blame me? You were the one who carried me back to the room, and you pushed me with your eyes closed because you made me fall, right?"
Her eyes were streaked with a rosy hue, and March 7th dared not look directly at the sky: "That's what they say..."
The Little March (a solar term) is always reasonable.
The main reason for this incident was indeed that she carried Qiong back to her room. If that hadn't happened, none of the subsequent events would have occurred.
However, on March 7th, she suddenly didn't want to reason with Qiong.
"It's all your fault! Who told you and Xing to conspire to make me call you Mom!"
Qiong, watching March 7's adorable pouting face as she turned away, suddenly felt a playful urge and called out:
"Mommy~ Mommy~ Hug me~!"
He imitated the childish voice of a toddler for the first "mother," but for the second "mother" and "hug," Qiong used Xing's deliberately affected and pretentious voice.
"Alas!"
Little Qiong was fine, but after returning to normal, being called Qiong like that by Qiong felt really strange on March 7th!
Moreover, it has a strong sense of sarcasm and weirdness!
I'm so angry!
"Don't talk like a child!"
Her ear tips were dyed a translucent coral color, and her previous forced defense was choked into a breathy voice. March 7th punched Qiong in the chest with all her might.
However, in her current state, even if she tried, she wouldn't have much strength.
"Didn't you like listening to that before? You even made me call you 'sister'."
When exchanging children's clothes at the clothing store, Xing pretended to be his mother, while everyone else pretended to be his older sister. Xiao Guizi, that traitor, even planned to use his photos to expand his female fan base!
On March 7th, Duck sat on Qiong's lap, her cherry-pink hair swaying like a small waterfall with her movements. Her fingertips gently poked Qiong's cheek, and her pink-blue eyes shone like stars.
"Then you should call me 'older sister'!"
The last syllable rose in pitch, and she forced her chin up, her lips curving into a playful crescent moon.
"You have to pay me to call you 'sister'."
"I'll let bygones be bygones for you stealing half-finished ice cream."
"Is that considered compensation?... That's what it is."
Qiong stood up, and March 7th fell backward due to the sudden movement.
"You suddenly did that... ugh!"
Qiong cupped San Yueqi's lower back in his palm, pulled the girl into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her cherry lips.
March 7th's eyes are like the lake in a cherry blossom forest, originally reflecting the azure sky, but now countless spring cherry blossom petals fall on the water, creating endless ripples.
……
"Don't worry, Sister Himeko, I'm fine."
Xing felt much better after sitting down because of the empathic sensation from her phantom limbs, until she felt a touch from her lips and tongue. Her expression changed slightly, switching to a dead fish-like look.
I don't get jealous or have similar feelings.
After all, they were originally one person. March 7th was Qiongzai's March wife, and also her March wife.
The triangle is the most stable shape!
More triangles stacked together make it more stable!
"Xing, what exactly happened to those two children?"
Back in the main living room, Walter picked up his teacup and took a sip of water. Noticing the room was empty, he pointed to the spot where Little Hare had been standing, and raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Where is that little girl from earlier?"
"They should have gone back to their rooms by now."
Xing endured the heat brought on by the shared feeling and let out a long sigh.
"Back to her room, so she really is Brownie?"
Hearing Xing say this, the group of people who were skeptical about the 'daughter' explanation quickly guessed the identity of the little gray-haired girl.
"What happened to you? Why did she turn into a child?"
Dan Heng asked.
"Ahem, this all started with Gui Naifen's live broadcast last night."
That wretched Qiongzai!
Xing cursed herself in her heart and began to recount the series of events that had occurred since last night, trying to divert everyone's attention from Qiong and March 7th.
As for Hato, after Sora grew bigger, Brownie immediately reminded Hato that she had eaten more candy than Sora and should recover quickly.
To avoid a situation like Sora's, Hato immediately returned to his room and prepared clothes of normal size.
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Chapter 431 The Living Renaissance
Half an hour later, in the courtyard hall, the train crew members gathered together.
"Suiyang fled, Suiyuan was in chaos, demons revived, magical girls... the battle to exorcise evil—I never imagined so many things would happen in just one night."
On March 7th, Xing and her gesticulated wildly as they vividly recounted the whole story.
Himeko ran her fingertips along the rim of the bone china coffee cup, her expression a mixture of contemplation, helplessness, and感慨.
As expected of Starry Sky?
If a detective's soul calls forth for a case, then these two clowns are followed and chased by big events.
The catastrophe of the star core and the calamity that wiped out the Great Monarch have only been over for a few days, and now another major event has occurred on an ordinary planet, a major event that would cause the local civilization to make its own tombstone overnight.
The key point is that these young men and women acted as if nothing had happened, and after returning, they seemed to focus more on joking around. Himeko sighed inwardly.
"How did Qiong and Brownie turn into children?"
With slender fingers, she brushed a stray strand of crimson hair behind her ear, and Himeko rose gracefully. She moved lightly to the coffee table, smiling as she placed steaming cups of coffee before the young people.
The bottom of the cup tapped against the wood grain, and the liquid inside rippled outwards, as deep and thick as the dark realm of the universe, enticing one's soul to sink into it.
"You have to tell us who wrote the script for this 'heartwarming family' story!"
"I'm reporting them. It was Ah Xing and Ah Qiong who wanted to play a prank on everyone!"
On March 7th, upon catching a glimpse of the cup of coffee, his eyes instantly widened into a comic-book-style, merciless white gaze. As if struck by lightning, he sat bolt upright, pointing at the gray-haired figures being served by the Black Tower dolls and righteously rebuking them.
"So, Little March is one of the victims?"
Himeko slightly raised her chin, her tone containing three parts teasing and two parts laughter.
When Xiao Sanyue came out of the room just now, her shoulders and neck were clearly trying to stay straight, but they couldn't stop trembling. Her steps were slightly unsteady, and the tips of her ears were burning red, but she still stubbornly tried to appear calm.