"Chirp!!!" The white squirrel joyfully leaped onto Qiao Mu's shoulder and lightly rubbed against her fair neck.
In a rare move, Qiao Mu reached out to pat its soft white fur. She recalled her earlier words and could not resist asking again with a furrow of her brows, "Qiuqiu, you didn't answer me! When can I open the main planet?"
"Master, Master, I'm here." Qiuqiu's giddy voice rang from next to her feet.
Qiao Mu looked down in search of the voice and saw a cute little treant waving its branch at her.
The little treant only reached Qiao Mu's waist in height, two branches forming two slender arms, and its two round, black-bean-like eyes were embedded in its trunk. There were four or five newly-grown leaves growing from its small, sharp head, swaying back and forth with the shaking of Qiuqiu's branches.
"Qiuqiu!" This was Qiao Mu's first time being in such close proximity with Qiuqiu in physical form.
