The only thing that Huang Beiyue missed was that she didn't know now that the Mo Lian of the Glorious Hall had been brought by Xiao Yun, and if she knew, she wouldn't have made such a plan.

Returning to Rongyue Xuan with Dongling, the little red gold holy tiger ran out and ran around the heels of Huang Beiyue happily.

Dongling smiled: "Xiaohu, don't make trouble, let's go, take you to eat." ”

Huang Beiyue paused as she walked towards the room, turned around and said, "Little Tiger? ”

Dongling immediately said embarrassedly: "Dongling just called casually, and waited for the young lady to name him." ”

"Let's call it Xiaohu, it's good." Huang Beiyue glanced at the honest and lively appearance of the little red gold holy tiger, and felt that the name Xiaohu was very suitable for his temperament.

Just as he was about to walk into the room, he turned his head and saw the little dream weaver sitting on the window, taking out a black seed from his pocket bag, holding it in his short little hand, and silently sniffing in the direction of the floating forest, his eyes watery.

It's only been a day, and I'm so homesick.

Huang Beiyue looked at him, remembering that when he was taken away by his master for the first time, he had secretly looked in the direction of his home from afar.

She walked over and patted the little Dream Weaver on the head, and the little Dream Weaver jumped up with a 'squeak', holding his seed, and looked at Huang Beiyue very nervously.

Huang Beiyue asked funny: "Do you have a name?" ”

"If you have it, you can blink, if you don't, you don't have to blink."

The little dreamweaver stared at it with wide eyes, not daring to blink.

"I don't have a name, so I'll get you one."

The little dreamweaver looked at her with a fluttering eye, as if he was looking forward to it.

Huang Beiyue thought for a while and said, "You squeak all day long, I don't know if it's squeaky, or ah, which one do you like?" ”

The little dreamweaver fluttered its eyes and squeaked a few times.

Huang Beiyue knew that there was no way to communicate with him, so she said: "If you like it, you can blink, and if you like squeak, you won't blink." ”

The little dreamweaver immediately glared at it, not blinking.

It seems that he likes to squeak, the corners of Huang Beiyue's mouth bent, and he suddenly wanted to tease him, so he said, "Do you like squeak?" But I think it's better. ”

The little dream weaver beast immediately walked over on his short legs, and showed his black seed to Huang Beiyue like a treasure, squeaking, like that, it was completely currying favor with her.

Huang Beiyue finally laughed: "Squeak, I don't understand what you say." ”

The little dreamweaver was very disappointed and distressed, and hung down all the petals on its body, looking dejected.

Huang Beiyue touched his head and said, "Okay, didn't they all tell you to squeak?" If you're not happy, I won't give you a name. ”

The petals on the little dream weaver beast's body opened in an instant, revealing its round face, grinning stupidly.

"Alright, let's go eat." Seeing that he was happy and no longer homesick, Huang Beiyue didn't have to worry about it.

Squeak was about to jump off the table, took two steps, remembered something, turned back again, put his seed in front of Huang Beiyue, and winked at her with a smile.

Huang Beiyue picked up the seed and looked at it, I don't know what kind of plant seed it is, it is a little bigger than her thumb, it is black, and it is played with every day, so it is shiny and shiny.

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