Rongrong's unexpected shrinkage, although unforeseen, had already become a fact.
The saying "joys turn to sorrows" might just be like this; those long legs that were just showboating in front of Li have now left it.
"Don't cry, don't cry, you're still very cute even when small now.
"Let's go home and eat more meat, we can still grow back."
The Junior Sister, quickly slipping into a motherly mode, cradled Rongrong, who had turned back into a big-headed chick, in her arms and sighed, comforting it softly.
Lily, who for the first time knew how a bird cries, was utterly exhausted and covered her ears.
It was really noisy.
With a sigh, Lily thought to herself that Maomao was still the more obedient one.
However...
As an observer, Lily glanced at Rongrong again.
When Rongrong was small, it often came to borrow a dog to fight with Li.
So Lily was quite familiar with Rongrong's big-headed chick form.
