Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 47 A Little Weird Moe
When Xie Cijiu turned around, he found that the flowers were wilting. He stroked his flower branches in doubt and asked, "Mom is not in a good mood today?"

Yan Zhihui: Is it alright?You are going to meet that crown prince, mother... Ah bah, it's no wonder my husband is happy.

He weakly stretched out Ye Zixu's hand holding Xie Cijiu.

Xie Cijiu thought he couldn't walk, so he had to sit down at the table, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at him tiltedly, "You don't want me to go?"

After these months of getting along, one person, one flower has achieved the achievement of barrier-free communication.

Yan Zhi replied that Ye Zi held her wrist and shook it.

The crisp and itchy touch came, and Xie Cijiu couldn't help but want to laugh, "But I can't take you to the banquet."

Yan Zhihui: It’s not impossible.

He thought for a moment, the petals suddenly bloomed, and under Xie Cijiu's gaze... one piece fell off.

Xie Cijiu: "..."

She looked at the petal in amazement, "This, is it time to wither?"

Yan Zhihui: ...

Fortunately, he succeeded in transforming yesterday, and now the restrictions are much smaller, otherwise today he can only watch his Ah Jiu go to meet the wild man.

A ray of golden light flew out from the center of the flower, and fell into the petals. Xie Cijiu saw the pure white and flawless petals standing up, bouncing towards her.

Xie Cijiu looked at him with a complicated expression, "Is mother all right?"

Yan Zhihui: It's okay, it's very good, don't worry.

He jumped to Xie Cijiu's hand in a sexual manner, and seeing that she was not moving, he bent down and put his head on the back of her hand.

Only then did Xie Cijiu spread out his palms, watching him struggle to climb up.

This scene is indescribably weird and...cute.

A petal the size of a pastry has no hands or feet, and it tries to crawl into your palm. After crawling, it seems to be tired and flat, and the heart is softened.

Xie Cijiu endured and endured, but he still couldn't help poking the middle of the petals with his fingertips, "This seems to be much more convenient, and I can take you with me wherever I go in the future."

Yan Zhihui: Aww!Where are you poking!Itchy!

He instantly curled up and hugged Xie Cijiu's fingers in his arms.

Xie Cijiu: "..."

She raised her fingers with a blank expression, and there was a pale pink ball on top of it, as if she was wearing a finger cot.

How should I put it... Xie Cijiu's heart is complicated and hard to say. Is my mother's nature like this or has she changed after she turned into a flower?
Also too lively and cute?

Yan Zhihui wobbled and floated down from her fingertips, Xie Cijiu hurriedly reached out to catch him, not daring to use too much force when speaking, for fear of blowing him away.

"Then should I carry mother in a purse, or hide it in my sleeve?"

Yan Zhi sat back in her palm, thought for a moment, stood up again, and climbed up along her arm.

Xie Cijiu didn't dare to move, and kept this posture to see what she wanted to do.

After a while, she heard rustling in her ears, as if it had crawled on her head?

As if to test her conjecture, after Yan Zhihui climbed to the top, he hung down and touched the edge of Xie Cijiu's forehead with the top of his head.

Xie Cijiu: "..."

"Mother's going to be on it? Won't it fall?"

She wanted to touch it but couldn't find a place, so she got up and went to the dressing table, looking down at the mirror.

The moment when the beauty enters the mirror is very charming, Yan Zhi sits on the top of her head and admires it leisurely.

Like ink black hair, a piece of milky white is particularly conspicuous.

Xie Cijiu raised his eyebrows, Yan Zhi got up and ran to her bun to stick it firmly, at first glance it blended with the jade hairpin, it was not too abrupt.

(End of this chapter)