Yun Ran expressed that she was not worried that something would happen to Sweetcake, but that her Sweetcake would cry and no one would be able to stabilize her.
If the little packrat got too excited, she would jump onto the back of the big fish and turtle in the sea. No one on this ship would be able to catch up to her.
Soon, Xiao Hai understood what Yun Ran was worried about.
The little packrat immediately jumped onto the tall mast of the ship to catch the birds.
Xiao Hai was scared out of his wits. "How, how did she get up there?"
"She flew up." Yun Ran looked at the little pink ball high up and her voice was very calm. She was already used to it. She nudged Mo Beiyuan with her arm. "Your daughter is running around again. Hurry up and carry her down. It's windy up there. Be careful not to let her catch a cold."
Xiao Hai wondered, "Shouldn't a normal person be worried that the little packrat will fall?"
