Little Taotie reached out to grab, but caught nothing, blinking a bit confused.
Meng Po seemed amused and laughed heartily, laughing until she bent over backwards.
Little Taotie puffed out her cheeks, and a strand of Golden Light appeared on her small hand. The light lingered briefly, encircling her fair and tender little hand, as if bathed in warm light, making her hand warm.
After the light disappeared, Little Taotie reached out again to grab the watermelon slice, this time holding it steadily.
Meng Po stopped laughing and nodded in satisfaction: "You've improved a lot since we first met."
Little Taotie pressed her lips together, feeling a bit embarrassed, and her little face reddened, with her Little Dimple gently sinking in.
Meng Po smiled: "What's there to be embarrassed about? Look, your little face is all red."
Meng Po reached out to pinch that fair, tender little face.
Little Taotie felt a gentle breeze lightly brushing across her face, without much sensation.
