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The little guy stood in his palm, struggling to wrap his arms frantically around one of his fingers, finding it cool to the touch and quite soothing. Looking up with a delicate little face, he nodded repeatedly:
"Brother, what do you need Little DingDang to do?"
He flicked his finger, swinging Little DingDang's tiny body from side to side, and smiled:
"Brother is going to make another world into another heaven filled with water, and let you be the queen of that world. Would you like that?"
The little guy asked curiously:
"What is a queen?"
"It's someone very, very powerful, someone who everyone listens to, and wants to play with."
The little guy immediately nodded his little head:
"Really? Little DingDang will go."
He reached out his finger to gently touch her raised, delicate, and adorable little face, a look of affection on his own.
