What exactly has she raised here?
Jin quickly spotted Su Ye.
It immediately let out a whimpering sound.
"Wuu wuu wuu~~"
Next, a deep purple vine shot out, wrapped around Su Ye's wrist, and yanked her over.
The blooming black trumpet flower suddenly closed up tightly, turning into a flower bud.
Jin whimpered again, and kept ramming that flower bud into her waist and belly.
"Wuu wuu wuu~~"
Thud, thud, thud—bumped her three times.
Then another couple of whimpers, followed by two more bumps.
Su Ye grabbed that flower bud in her arms.
She reached out and stroked the flower bud, then gently touched its deep purple leaf.
Jin seemed to really enjoy her petting.
After a couple strokes, it became much more docile, those crazily flailing vines in mid-air also retracted.
It just kept nuzzling against her.
Su Ye couldn't help laughing because of it.
Why did it feel like raising a dog?
A couple soothing rubs and it turned tame at once.
