While the spirit game is in progress

Ye Dill picked up the book and put it on the table beside her. Then she rubbed Pudding's head with one finger: "Okay, okay, your own space, of course, depends on your preferences."

Little Pudding narrowed his eyes, with a look of enjoyment.

After a while, it suddenly complained.

"Master Yin, Lord Yin, you don't know, that stepmother of yours always wants to throw me away!" Little Pudding's soft and cute voice sounded aggrieved, "And that Ye Shuai, every time he comes back from school, as long as you If he’s not there, he’ll come in and poke me with a stick, and I can only hide under the rollers.”

Every time it was so scared, it was afraid that it would be thrown, and it was also afraid that Ye Shuai would poke it to death.

It can only hide under the roller every time, squeezed into a ball.

Only there can give it a little sense of security.

Fortunately, Ye Shuai prefers to play games, so it doesn't take too long to torture him each time.

And that stepmother has never found a suitable reason to throw it, so she hasn't had a chance to do it yet.

Most of the time, the main silver comes back not too late, otherwise it doesn't know how long it can live.

Hearing these words, there was a gloomy look in Ye Dill's eyes.

Her tone was soft: "Little Pudding, I'm sorry for making you feel wronged."

Little Pudding lay in Ye Dill's palm, and his thin voice was full of flattery: "Master Yin, take me with you when you go to school, okay?"

Without waiting for Ye Dill to answer, Little Pudding promised again: "I will be very good, I will not run around, and I will listen to you."

Ye Dill stretched out her index finger and rubbed Pudding's furry head, and readily agreed: "Okay."

She didn't know about those things before, and she always thought that no matter how much they went too far, they wouldn't be able to make trouble with a little hamster.

Only now did she know that they didn't like her, and they didn't even like her pets.

Instead of letting Little Pudding be frightened at home every day, it is better to take it with you.

Anyway, the small pudding is small and doesn't take up much space in your pocket.

More importantly, the little pudding can speak now, and it seems that his mind and comprehension ability have improved a lot. It is very convenient to communicate, and you don't have to worry about it not understanding what you mean or running around when you take it with you.

After getting an affirmative answer, the little pudding happily rolled in Ye Dill's palm, and then licked Ye Dill with its small tongue.

"Master Yin, can I eat two mealworms every day from now on?" Little Pudding's soft and cute voice was full of anticipation.

"No," Ye Dill did not agree this time, "Eating mealworms every day is not good for your health, and you will get angry. Eat two every other day."

Little Pudding, who was a little disappointed at first, became happy again: "Zhuyin is really nice!"

Ye Dill touched the little pudding for a while, then put it back into the cage: "It's getting late, go to bed first."

Although I don't know why Little Pudding can speak suddenly, but Little Pudding is so soft and cute, and officially recognizes her as his master, obviously he won't hurt her, so she is not worried.

For other things, I will explore it later when I have a chance.

Ye Dill sat on the bed, and unconsciously glanced at the bedside table, on which was the small bag she brought when she went out today.

She took out the special bottle of Sprite from her bag.

After thinking about it, she opened the Sprite and took a sip, then whispered to herself, "Ye Dill, happy 20th birthday."

Then she finished a bottle of Sprite, screwed the cap on, and put it on the bedside table.

This time, I slept peacefully.