Whoosh——
In the meadow.
Fearful of getting her white skirt dirty, Cactus held the hem of the dress up with both hands as she hurried across the grass.
It was worth noting that,
Chen Sheng had meticulously cleaned this skirt for her.
So naturally, Cactus cherished it deeply.
Even so,
her speed did not slow down much.
Her legs moved quickly, approaching the target at a pace comparable to that of a small animal.
"Mom, look!"
Halfway through,
A mischievous child playing on the grass seemed to notice Cactus approaching and mistook her for some small creature.
He immediately sprinted toward her, intending to intercept her advance.
But as the boy drew near,
A fair arm suddenly emerged from the grass.
Slap!
The arm delivered a slap on the child's face.
"Get lost."
"Waaaaah!"
Without a pause, Cactus continued to move forward.
The mischievous child was left crying in place.
Soon,
Cactus had already closed in on her target.
Her figure shrank once more,
