In the Highest Cultivation World, the Junior Sister Asked Qing Ye Whether She Liked Children

In the forest.

Yangyang, holding a very large Treasure Seeking Rat and searching everywhere for treasures, was stopped by a young girl blocking her path.

Seeing who it was, Yangyang immediately pounced over. "Mama."

Ye Qingxian looked at Yangyang, who still did not know that her mother had gone to take care of someone else and dumped her with Ye Qingxian. Her expression became somewhat complicated.

Of course.

After all, she had been dumped here too.

Yes, who could possibly compare with Qing Ye?

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Ye Qingxian felt sour inside, but then she remembered that there was no reason Qing Ye could surpass her, and felt a little better.

The Junior Sister's gratitude would only last a few days. It would gradually fade afterward.

"Your mother has something to do tonight, so she left you in my care." Ye Qingxian's red lips parted slightly.

Yangyang blinked. "Huh?"

Was she going to have a new mother so soon?

Whether it was true or not, she did not dare say.

Before she was born, she had indeed sensed what seemed to be the scents of two identical mothers. But after she was born, she could no longer sense the other scent, and gradually forgot about it.

Yangyang looked at her empty little hands, but did not lose heart.

She could look for treasures again tomorrow.

Perhaps someone else had already dug through this area once. It was only normal not to find anything valuable.

Yangyang put away the squeaking Treasure Seeking Rat, then stretched out her arms. It was the posture of someone asking to be carried. Ye Qingxian obediently picked her up and habitually pinched her little cheeks. "You'll be away from your mother for one night. Will you miss her?"

"I'll miss her a little, but it's okay."