"It always feels like something is missing, don't you think?"

Qiu He fiddled with the little "Scarecrow" doll lying on the table.

The scarecrow made of wool is only the size of a palm. It is very miniature and has a Q version in proportion. It has two ends, a fat belly, short hands and feet, and a crooked head The little straw hat with the hook on the top line is smart and cute.

"I think it's very good." Lan Yi answered pertinently.

The little woolen scarecrow is exquisite and small, and it looks like it can be sold for a good price.

Qiu He poked the little scarecrow's belly and shook his head: "But I always feel that it lacks a little soul."

While helping Qiu He roll the wool, Lan Yi tilted her head to express her incomprehension: "Do dolls... need a soul?"

"Of course!"

Qiu He had an attitude of "you don't understand now": "The ultimate owner may put a lot of emotion into it. Things used to carry emotions, even dead things, have souls."

He picked up the little "scarecrow" and turned it around, muttering to himself: "Where is the problem? Is it the material? Is it made of artificial wool, after all, it does not have the spirit of natural straw... ..."

And the little scarecrow made of wool is soft, unlike the real straw that can be stood up directly. This problem is easy to solve, just add some cotton wool to make the core, but...

"Well... this is just an ordinary woolen doll, without the charm of a scarecrow." Qiu He rubbed his chin in distress.

"Maybe it's too neat." His Royal Highness finished winding one ball of wool, and then consciously picked up another ball of wool.

His casual sentence inspired Qiu He.

"You're right!" Qiu He shook the wool figurine in his hand, "How can a scarecrow be so neat! Mess is beauty! Why didn't I think of it at first!"

He hurriedly pulled out one or two pieces of wool that had been neatly bundled, and found two different buttons to make eyes for the villain, and even treated the straw hat to look like it was torn at the edge.

Instantly, the Knitting Man looks like a serious miniature version of the Scarecrow.

"Blue cub, you are so smart!" Qiu He patted the shoulder of the alien youth, and continued to fill the inner core of the little scarecrow so that the little man could stand up.

Lan Yi sat on the chair blankly, the ball of wool in his hand rolled out without realizing it.

He looked down at the place where Qiu He patted his right shoulder thoughtfully.

When the little angel leaned over just now, he thought he would give him a hug.

The result is just a pat on the shoulder...

His Royal Highness curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

When he was still a plant, Qiuqiu would hug him encouragingly even if he was just growing a little better. After he regained his human form, Qiuqiu seemed to never take the initiative to hug him again...

Lan Yi has a sense of crisis that her salary has declined, and she is inexplicably envious of how she can easily get the hug of a little angel when she was a vegetable.

"I think it still needs a heart." Qiu He looked up at the alien youth, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

The Crown Prince, who was still complaining about not hugging him, raised his head, and bumped into the little angel's dark pupils.

It's amazing, even though it is such a bottomless color, it can reveal an incomparably clear light. Lan Yi saw her own face in those pupils—a look of fascination.

He is fascinated by the little angel, but it seems that the little angel doesn't know it.

Of course Qiu He didn't know. He was very surprised why the blue-haired alien youth suddenly blushed and his eyes were dazed. If the two of them hadn't been sitting together all the time, he would even have suspected that Lan Zai had gone to drink secretly.

Seeing Qiu He slightly frowning with a puzzled expression, Lan Yi immediately withdrew her gaze, and asked along the way: "How can I increase my heart?"

Speaking of the scarecrow, Qiu He came to his senses: "I have an idea!"

Since the little woolen scarecrow will be sold as a doll artwork in the future, it still needs to have a selling point.

Just now, Qiu He thought of a good gimmick.

A small heart crocheted with fine wool is embedded in each scarecrow's chest cavity, and customers who customize the little scarecrow can ask to have a sentence sewn into this small heart.

This sentence may be very want to say, but temporarily unable to say it.

It can be a confession to a lover, or it can be an expectation for a child. This sentence will be buried in the heart of the little scarecrow forever, just like... always in my heart.

After hearing this, Lan Yi thought: "Qiuqiu, you can keep the first villain for yourself, let me write what's on your mind, is that okay?"

Qiu He handed a small piece of paper to the alien youth: "Okay, I want to keep the first one for myself, so I'll write it to you, Lan Zai, do you have anything to say to me?"

"Isn't it temporarily impossible to say..."

The alien youth held the small note and turned his back on it, blocking it tightly before writing: "...it's a secret."

Tsk tsk, cubs will have secrets when they grow up...

Qiu He felt the sadness of a child who couldn't help his mother.

Although Lan Yi lost his memory, he didn't even forget to write. After writing stroke by stroke on the small note, he carefully rolled it up and handed it to Qiu He.

"No peeking." The alien youth urged.

"Don't look at it, I'll sew it into the little heart right away, and then put the little heart into the stomach of the scarecrow, it's all right!"

Qiu He responded indifferently, but his heart was scratching his heart, and he wanted to open the small scroll and see what Lan Zai wrote inside.

Curiosity is really annoying, the more you can't see it, the more you want to know...

It's a pity that the alien young man kept staring at him with folded arms, so that he couldn't find any chance during the whole process, so he had to give up and put the little heart with the note into the woolen scarecrow's body calmly.

After finishing, Qiu He took a picture of the little scarecrow and uploaded it to Xingwang, and opened a customized pre-sale.

In this way, he does not need inventory, and after interested buyers pay a deposit, he will start to make and sell one by one.

In terms of pricing, refer to the price of the scarecrow that Ke Jiji told him before. He lowered it a lot, and set it at 1000 star coins, and set it at 1500 star coins for those that need to add a "heart".

Although the real scarecrow is expensive, Qiu He is quite satisfied with the price he set. After all, he uses wool as the raw material, and the size is too small, so it would be good to sell it at this price.

After passing the photo, Qiu He rubbed his eyes, feeling a little sleepy. He lazily walked towards the sleeping bag, but was overtaken by the alien youth.

"Today I sleep on the floor." Lan Yi opened the sleeping bag on the floor and lay down first.

He couldn't bear to let Qiu He sleep on the floor every day. Last night, he wanted to hug him to bed in the middle of the night, but this morning it seemed that Qiu Qiu was unhappy. Lan Yi didn't dare to make trouble anymore, and asked to sleep on the floor.

Qiu He was not polite to him either, and turned around and lay down on the bed after saying "um".

Anyway, there are carpets in the house and it is warm, and sleeping on the floor is not uncomfortable.

Lying on the bed, Qiu He put the little woolen scarecrow beside his pillow, and pinched its stomach again.

What did Blue Cub write?I really want to know...

There was the sound of rustling rain outside the window, it was not loud, and it seemed that it had just rained.

Now that it's raining, he doesn't panic. Anyway, the cubs are sleeping obediently in the nursery, no longer afraid of the wind and rain, and Corgi is there to take care of them at night, so they are very safe.

Qiu He closed his eyes sleepily, and fell asleep in peace...

The corgi lying at the door of the nursery moved its ears and opened one eye.

"It's raining, Wang."

Ke Jiji opened both eyes, and scanned the nursery room: "It's a good thing you're all out, you guys won't be able to hit you cubs with a knife tonight."

It yawned and lay down again, its ears pricked up, remaining alert.

The life planting yard is heavily guarded, and the nursery room is connected to the dormitory, under the unified supervision of the electronic butler. Normally, there will be no safety accidents.

But as an imperial warrior, Ke Jiji, the post at the station, will never slack off.

Swish————

"!!!" What's the sound? !

Ke Jiji suddenly heard a very small sound, like the sound of cloth rubbing.

It jumped up in an instant, its four short legs propped up on the ground vigorously, and it was completely different from the way it was lying lazily before.

No one in the darkness responded to it.

Kejiji's night vision ability is not bad, and he observed carefully with his round eyes open, but he didn't get anything.

Recently, there have been some strange rumors in the plantation yard, saying that a cub has been lost for no reason, and Qiu He also told it when he came back today.

Regarding the raccoon cub, whether it was lost or abducted is possible.

The cub is too young, and he will forget or explain clearly when he is frightened, making people mistakenly think that this is just a simple missing incident.

Swish——————

Again!

Corgi didn't get down anymore, it held its breath, stared at the only entrance to the nursery with full energy, and at the same time pressed its paws on the alarm control of Zhihuan.

After a while, when it saw the faint blue eyes and the three iconic white flames in the darkness, Corkiki breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you come out bark!" There was a bit of blame in his tone that he didn't realize.

"No one can find me at night."

The husky walked over slowly and leaned against the corgi: "Come to accompany you, just like the past."

The corgi blushed a little while being hidden by Mao Mao.

In the past, Corkicky was very timid when he was in the army and just entered the barracks. When it was his turn to stand guard at night, other smart dogs would tell him ghost stories as a prank. Corkicky was very scared, and would tremble with fright at the slightest sign of trouble. Trembling, fortunately, Captain Harris Stochee came out to chat with it.

"Speaking of which, we have seen the stars and the moon together." The husky said suddenly.

"Ah, yes..." Ke Jiji replied absent-mindedly.

It doesn't really want to face Captain Harris Studge at the moment...

"Did the afternoon make you uncomfortable?" Husky asked.

Ke Jiji hurriedly shook his head: "Of course not! It's my great honor to get the massage provided by the captain's own paw..."

"As long as you like it, I can provide services at any time."

The husky smiled and said, "This is a reward, Kiki, thank you for taking me in."

Ah ah ah ah ah!Why did Captain Harris Stochee speak in such a provocative tone!Why does it feel shy, woof? !

Dogs like you to rub me and I rub you. When in the army, Corkiki would massage each other with other sergeants to help relax the muscles, so when he went back to his room to rest in the afternoon, he did not refuse Harris Captain Qi wants to give it a massage.

But I don’t know if it’s because of the huge difference in physique. When a husky massaged him, the force was not what a medium-sized dog could bear. Corgi felt that he had been ravaged from top to bottom, as if... as if he had experienced a A pitched battle not suitable for children.

Later, Qiuqiu found out that his body was covered with gray husky hair, and he was so ashamed!

Captain Harris Dodge is obviously just enthusiastic about giving it a massage, why would it want to go to those strange places? !

Ke Jiji secretly scratched his own hair: I'm too impure, woof...

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