Wen Ran was startled, "Why are you carrying a pot with you?"
"I like hotpot."
It really was a yin-yang pot!
Wen Ran thought this little girl was indeed extraordinary. After glancing at the crystal-clear pot, she asked, "What is this thing made of?"
"Diamond."
Wen Ran knew that diamond had another name, which was diamond.
She was silent for a moment, "This thing is too big, change it to a smaller one."
The diamond pot in Qiu Shui's hand became a diamond bowl, "Is this okay?"
Wen Ran took the bowl and felt that the size was about right. Without any guilt, she wrapped several strips of cloth around the bowl and tied it securely. Then she looked out the window, her gaze locked on the pear tree beside it.
Wen Ran remained motionless, and Qiu Shui couldn't help but hold her breath.
Suddenly, Wen Ran's hand moved, and the bowl tied with strips of cloth was thrown out. It circled around the branches of the tree a few times, and the cloth strips were also wound around the branches.
