Capítulo 489: 489: Why Should We Live? (4)

She carried it back to the big bed and laid it beside her, "Bastian, when will you be able to talk? Like Bartholomew..."

Mentioning Bartholomew, a twitch passed over Tara Summer's smiling face, casting a shadow over her expression.

Her right hand clutched at her clothes over her chest, her body trembling slightly. It turned out that not only the man's name brought her pain, but even Bartholomew broke her heart!

"Whimper..." Bastian whimpered again, as if responding to her words. He then rubbed his face against her cheek, burrowing into her arms.

"Hehe, are you cold?" Tara Summer couldn't help but grin, and decided to tuck him into the quilt.

Little Bastian had a strong spirit, and kept trying to burrow into her arms. Tara Summer was smiling from ear to ear as she stroked the back of the little Dragon Beast King, watching his body change colors.

Since the bedding was a light purple color, Little Bastian's body would change from blue to purple.