Jinbao, as if sensing something, popped its round head out of the school bag.
It stared at the little girl, unable to resist salivating.
Come into its mouth!
With a kick of its hind legs, it was about to leap over, but a chubby little paw suddenly grabbed its hind leg.
In an instant, Jinbao froze in mid-air for two seconds, then fell with a thud, landing securely in a fragrant embrace.
"Meow—" Jinbao lifted its head, discontentedly meowing at Zhouzhou.
"You can't do that," Zhouzhou shook her head, "this girl is fine."
As she spoke, her gaze fell on the girl's forehead.
There was a bundle of lifelessness entangled there, and her appearance also showed signs of a short life.
This little girl's life is nearing its end.
But it's so strange, she's still so young, not sick, and hasn't encountered any accidents.
What's going on?
"What are you looking at?" Chang Beibei leaned over curiously.
Zhouzhou gestured with her chubby paw.