. . Suna looked around the blank space, tilted his neck in confusion and asked, "Why is there no transmission?"
The fat little white cat flapping its wings appeared out of thin air and replied: "Madam, I have something to tell you in advance."
"Say it."
"The host in the next plane is a baby. Since the lady's soul carries the memories of the seven worlds, her spiritual power is too strong. The baby's brain has not yet developed well, so..."
Hearing this, Suna had an ominous premonition and twitched the corner of his mouth, "So?"
"I can only send you there first. The memory of the past will be temporarily blurred, and I can only find a suitable time to contact you again."
Anyway, the host is a baby, and all the plots have not been established yet, so there is no rush to transmit it.
The system said it was helpless.
This is also to protect the brain of the host. Otherwise, if the newborn baby's IQ is full, not only will it be easy to be discovered by God, it may also explode because the brain cannot bear the mental power.
"In any case, the memory will be restored little by little, right?"
That was all Suna cared about.
Otherwise, it would be equivalent to asking her to start from scratch. What if the original owner's family environment caused her to go astray?
"Yes."
"That's no problem, just teleport."
Suna opened his eyes and saw a pure white ceiling.
I tried to move my body, but my two white lotus-like little arms were raised halfway and then lowered, feeling limp and weak.
His body was so young that he could probably tell that he was in a nursery. My consciousness was very hazy, and I felt deep tiredness not long after I opened my eyes.
Suna felt that his brain was a little confused, but he didn't get too entangled and let his body's normal reaction fall asleep silently.
When he was on the edge of consciousness again, his whole little body was picked up and lifted into the air.
The little girl struggled internally before lazily opening her eyes. The water outside his dark pupils was bright and clear, and he stared at the woman intently, quietly and a little blankly.
"Hey, Nana is awake?"
Mother Xiao noticed the movement of the child in her arms, and a soft smile appeared in the corner of her eyes.
The fingers gently picked up her fleshy little hand. The baby blinked its big eyes blankly, and held the adult's index finger with slow force.
Mother Xiao's heart melted when she saw it, and she couldn't help but kiss her white and tender face, and said softly:
"Today we are going to Brother Shen's house for dinner. Our Nana is so cute, we must be liked by others."
Suna blinked slowly, put his little arm gently on the woman's shoulder, grabbed a few hairs randomly, played alone for a while and fell asleep again.
Xiao's mother held her in her arms and knocked on the door of the neighbor's house next door to the apartment.
As soon as the door opened, Mother Shen said hello with a warm smile on her face, then lowered her head and noticed the little girl sleeping peacefully in Mother Xiao's arms.
Mini and cute glutinous rice dumplings, with soft eyelashes hanging down, making the little face look very soft and plump. I don’t know if I dreamed of something delicious, but I smacked my pink and tender mouth twice.
So cute.
Mother Shen couldn't help but move more gently, and carefully picked up the little dumpling and hugged it, for fear of disturbing her sweet dream.
"I envy you for giving birth to a little princess."
Xiao's mother followed her to the living room. She thought of something and said with a smile, "Lin'er is obviously very good-looking."
She had seen it several times before, and she always marveled at the child's appearance. At a young age, he perfectly inherited all the advantages of his parents.
It is no exaggeration to say that she is prettier than girls.
Mother Shen looked down at the baby in her arms, reached out and poked it gently, releasing the girl's heart that had no place to rest.
When I think of the little ancestor in my family.
She is cute, but her personality is too quiet.
