Yang Yunhai was taken aback; this side of Gu Lingling was rare.
Ever since he met her, this little girl pretended to be mature, seldom being coy and charming like this.
He happily picked up the umbrella that refused to move, "The umbrella is here, we can go watch the rain."
"Watch the rain, watch the rain," the umbrella said happily from within the handle's embrace.
Then, in the bathroom, you could hear the girl gleefully saying, "It's raining, it's raining, it needs to rain harder, rain harder..."
Yang Yunhai, "..."
"I have a horn on my head, a tail behind me..." Gu Lingling sang loudly in the bathroom, "I am a little green dragon, little green dragon... little green dragon..."
Wasn't she just an umbrella?
How come she turned into a little dragon person now?
"Mama..." Before Yang Yunhai could get a hold of himself, Gu Lingling started crying, "Are you my mama? I've been searching so hard for you."
Yang Yunhai, "..."
So what's this act now?
