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Lan Youyou blinked, hurriedly put away the candy beans, and quickly trotted forward to pick up the table.

Stiffly put the two tables together.

Mangmang looked at the pattern on it carefully, raised his little hand, a white light flashed, and the cracks on the table disappeared. Although it was a little different from before, it looked the same.

Lan Youyou blinked a little confusedly.

"What is this?" What a magical ability! Doesn't that mean that if he does anything bad in the future, he can always blame her?

Hehehehe (?ˉ??ˉ??)...

He is such a clever elf!

"Have you repaired it?" Lan Youyou looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Mangmang bit his hand and shook his head in confusion, "No."

But there is an explanation inside, "But...but I can make them think this is good!"

Looks good?

Ah? ? ?

Lan Youyou’s eyes suddenly widened.

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Si Yao came down slowly from the second floor, pulled at her shawl, yawned slowly, looked at Mang Mang who was surrounded by other elves and being touched and played with, poured a glass of water lazily, and drank the water slowly while watching them interact.

It's this table, it looks crooked no matter how you look at it.

Si Yao took a gulp of water, put down the cup, slowly approached the table, and tried to touch it.

The whole person fell forward suddenly.

Si Yao quickly held onto the chair next to him, looked at the table in front of him hesitantly, concentrated his energy on his eyes, opened them, and saw everything very clearly.

A table broken in two lay on the ground...

Where is her good desk?

How come it became like this after just one night apart?

eh?

Mangmang turned his head and looked over.

Oh, I've been discovered!

Si Yao looked at the table on the ground, thoughtfully, and when he looked up, he met Mangmang's eyes.

Si Yao quickly stepped forward and accurately picked up the Mangmang that was a circle smaller than the other elves. He looked at her and said, "Tell me, who made this?"

Mangmang blinked, looked around, and his eyes swept over the group of elves one by one.

Hmm, she seems to have forgotten_(:3」∠)_.

"It seems to be a little elf who is a little taller than me." Mangmang stretched out her little hand and gestured above her head, pouting a little aggrievedly. Her memory is not good! Why should she be asked to think about it?

Si Yao glanced at the group of elves and fell silent for a rare moment.

Everyone is taller than her...

"Did he trick you into helping cover it up?" Si Yao asked in surprise. She didn't quite believe that this new elf would take the initiative to cover it up without anyone teaching him.

"No." Mangmang shook her head honestly. No one was fooling her...

Si Yao looked at the neat cut, then looked at the box that had been taken away.

She thought, maybe she knew which little bad guy did it, and he really deserved a beating?

Si Yao resigned himself to his fate and found some traceless glue, carefully studied the splicing method, and then sat down to carefully splice it together.

Just put it together, otherwise when Lan Zhuochi comes back and sees the table split in half, he will definitely turn into a depressed panda again.

Hey, you can’t let the panda cry, can you?

Si Yao looked at the table and saw that there were still some slight marks on it. He nodded at Mangmang's chubby face and said, "Cover this up."

"Cover it up?" Mangmang blinked curiously. Does this mean he's not angry? Hehehe, if he's not angry, can that elf still be friends with Mangmang?

But she still couldn't remember who the elf was yesterday!

Mangmang obediently repeated the operation again, and sure enough, it looked exactly the same as before, and it was difficult to tell the difference with the naked eye.

Si Yao sighed and ruffled her hair, "Do you need to farm today? Or play with other elves again?"

She always felt that this elf was too small and looked like child labor abuse, and she had checked it yesterday.

I never expected that mango is a fruit that most people in the galaxy are allergic to. It is completely impossible to donate food to this elf, so there is no need to be too strict with her.

If you want to plant, then plant. If you don’t want to plant, then just leave it alone. It doesn’t matter.

After all, selling mangoes is still a troublesome thing. Although you can entrust it to others without any care, it is still quite troublesome.

"Mangmang, let's farm!" Mangmang raised his little hands with a well-behaved look on his face.

She had seen the other elves' lands.

The apple orchard is really cool! The apples are neatly arranged in rows, big and beautiful, even bigger than the mango trees, and look delicious.

Moreover, the scent of that little Pingping elf smelled so good that in the second half of last night, I couldn't help it and rubbed against her and fell asleep on the other side of Pingping.

I feel like as long as I stay around her, the whole elf feels much more comfortable!

I like her so much!

She wants to be as good as her!

Mangmang looked at Si Yao with high morale.

Although he didn't understand why this newborn elf had such strong fighting spirit, having fighting spirit was not a bad thing. Si Yao looked at the elves that had already scattered, and simply carried Mangmang to the field.

Mangmang fell to the ground, blinked and looked at Si Yao.

Si Yao looked back and a question mark slowly appeared above his head.

Why isn't this elf moving?

"What do you need me to do? Dig a hole for you? Shovel the ground?" Si Yao asked doubtfully.

Mangmang felt his way down from his head, stopped at his waist for a long time, and felt around but didn't find anything. He asked in confusion, "Where are the seeds?"

Si Yao: ...

My goodness, this is really outrageous.

Si Yao forced a smile and tried to speak in a kind tone, "Are you asking me about your seeds?"

"Yeah." Mangmang nodded seriously, his big eyes twinkling in an extremely cute way.

Si Yao rubbed her brows. This elf might be the most difficult elf she had ever come into contact with. Si Yao suddenly became malicious, squatted down, and looked at her, "By the way, what's your name?"

Mangmang: ???

She seemed to have forgotten?

Oh yeah, what was her name?

Mangmang scratched his head and looked at Siyao innocently for a long time before he spoke obediently, "Did I forget?"

Si Yao sighed, her eyes fixed on the mango on top of her head, "If it doesn't work, just open the mango and take out some seeds."

Mang Mang hugged the big mango tightly and shook his head seriously, "No! You can't eat it! You can't eat this! I can... I can give you a new mango to eat!"

Mangmang ran towards the tree over there, and just as he was about to pick mangoes, he suddenly stopped, took a bunch of scattered mango pits from the branch, and carefully dragged them down.