"Brother! What is going on here?" Gu Yuena pointed at Jiang Mingyuan's face and demanded an explanation. Her gaze carried three parts confusion, three parts surprise, three parts incomprehension, and one part vexation.
Could it be that she had already arrived too late, and someone else had beaten her to her brother?
Jiang Mingyuan looked at the little fellow in utter astonishment. She was already about the size of a one-year-old baby.
Faint red hair clung to her scalp, and her arms and back bore the same patterned arm and wing tattoos as Jiang Mingyuan's.
Her chubby little face was full of curiosity and yearning for the new world, and her two small, chubby hands waved indiscriminately in the air, making babbling sounds.
"You." Jiang Mingyuan gently extended a single finger, and the little fellow grabbed it immediately. She tried to scuttle forward, but having turned into a human body, the little fellow clearly did not yet know how to command her limbs.
Jiang Mingyuan leaned forward and gently scooped her up with both hands. The little fellow was very happy, using both hands to grab Jiang Mingyuan's lowered head, though she did not pull with any force; she was a gentle child, after all.
"Babble, babble! Coo, coo, gaa, gaa!"
She tried to tame her vocal cords, but could only produce infant-like sounds. Suddenly, she stopped making noise, closing her mouth so tightly that her little face turned almost red. Jiang Mingyuan hurriedly patted her back.
Finally, after holding her breath for a long time, the little fellow let out a crisp and clear sound.
"Mama!" She seemed extremely happy, much like taking a bottle of cola out of the refrigerator in the middle of summer and drinking deeply.
Jiang Mingyuan turned to stone instantly.
"Me?"
Yet she was