On a mountain peak that reached the clouds.
The man had his hands behind his back. His calm eyes stared at the beautiful sky. He slowly turned around and was about to walk forward.
suddenly startled.
Rustling came from the grass on the side, and the man's sharp eyes immediately turned over. He shouted coldly, " "who's there!"
In the messy grass, a little radish head carefully poked out.
The little fellow was pink and tender. Her skin was as fair as Jade, and her pink lips were like cherry blossoms. Her facial features were small and exquisite, and her big eyes were bright like stars.
She seemed to have not woken up yet. She rubbed her big eyes with her small white hands, and her eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.
"What is this place? where's my mother?"
The little bun's voice was soft and sweet, and anyone who saw it would want to hug her and kiss her hard.
