In the end, Xiao Lingzhi still couldn't outtalk Little Taotie and couldn't persuade her either.
Little Taotie squatted down, letting the soft Little Steamed Bun climb onto her back, and whispered soothingly, "Don't cry, I'll carry you down the mountain, and once we apply medicine at the bottom, it won't hurt anymore."
Little Steamed Bun softly lay on Little Taotie's back, resting his chin in the nape of her neck, and whimpered gently, "Sister Little Taotie, can you really carry me down...?"
Although he didn't want to admit he was heavy, he still muttered quietly, "I'm really heavy. Even sister can't carry me, and you're younger and shorter than her. Can you really carry me?"
Little Taotie wrapped her arms around his legs and suddenly stood up.
Little Steamed Bun's eyes widened in surprise and he exclaimed, "You really did lift me up!"
Little Jasmine covered her mouth, her eyes filled with surprise.
Xiao Lingzhi laughed, "My sister is the Strength God!"
