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"Hmm, I'll be careful and gently touch it!" Ye Bing held her breath, her little cheeks showing nervousness as she stared at the penguin in front of her.
"Um, penguin, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I just want to be friends and touch your feathers!" As Ye Bing spoke, she inched closer to the penguin before her.
The penguin just calmly looked at Ye Bing without any reaction.
But in its eyes, there was a human-like warmth.
This little one made it feel fondness, though not as intensely as that man, but still enough to show some affection for the little human.
Eventually, Ye Bing touched the penguin's head; the feathers were so smooth, so comforting.
"Wow, I touched the penguin!" Ye Bing exclaimed with excitement, plopping down onto the ground, sitting beside the penguin, reaching out both hands to touch it, even patting its round belly. She really liked it!
Ye Bing's fair little face flushed with excitement, her eyes brimming with joy.
She really did it.
