Fortunately, there was only one; if there had been two, it wouldn't have dared to fly! If it accidentally fell, it reckoned Little Mu Lin would pluck its feathers clean and stew it in soup.
Just thinking about such a scene sent shivers down its spine.
Gosh, that's too terrifying! Better run away quickly.
Afterward, Mu Lin got into the car, drove it back to the Jing family's garage, parked it, and got out. Jing Xiaonuo, who had been behaving well in Jing Youlan's arms, became restless the moment he saw Mu Lin, and started squirming towards him, giving Uncle Jing several kicks with his little short legs.
"Oh my gosh, Uncle, let me go; I know you love me, but I love Mom. Some love can't be forced." Didn't he see that he had come out specifically to find his mom? It was wrong to hoard him like that, and it would make his mom sad.
"What in the world is going on in your little brain—talking about love and all that jazz? Do you even understand what love means, kid?"
