Bab 6387: No. 6387, the shell given by the octopus

The ball of yarn blinked its small eyes. “I don’t understand what you’re saying. I’m me, and Jing Jing is Jing Jing. There are two of us.”

Yun Chujiu angrily took out a rolling pin and hammered the ball of yarn. “I told you to be stubborn. I told you to lie to me. I’ll beat you to death!”

The ball of yarn was instantly hammered into a woolen blanket, but it still refused to admit it.

Because it knew that if it admitted it, it would be subjected to revenge, bullying, and enslavement in the future. Just look at the fate of that Idiot Gouwei Bacao.

It did not want to suffer. It still had a lot of woolen sweaters to knit!

Yun chujiu was so angry that she could not get the ball of yarn to admit that it was Xiao Jingjing. In the end, she kicked it away in anger.

Even if it did not admit it, she knew that her guess was right. There was no Xiao Jingjing. No wonder she had never spoken. It was the ball that transmitted her voice.