Kneel to Me

What if it can really sprout like a seed?

If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter, there are still many ways, but she still wants to try, let Jiang Baiqi have a body and become an independent individual, not a heart that will make people feel incredible.

Song Juyao began to act like a conscientious gardener, guarding the only seed she planted, watering it occasionally, staying by his side day and night, talking to him without his response, and talking to him. He said that for all the trivial matters, when he was working, he spread a small handkerchief on the soil and sat on it to work. When it rains, he runs to open the big umbrella, and when it is sunny, let him bask in the sun...

As time passed, nothing grew in the soil of this big truck, and the Feng family servants didn't know what she planted, but they all felt that Song Juyao's seeds must have died long ago, or else they would all be gone. It's been half a year, and everything should germinate.

A year passed and nothing happened.

Another year passed and still nothing happened.

Feng Linxia has given up any hope, "Let's dig it out, will it all rot?"

"elder brother!"

"Okay I'm sorry."

In the winter of the third year, it snowed heavily. Song Juyao opened the window early in the morning and saw the world was a vast expanse of white, and the box was also covered with a layer of snow.

Song Juyao was afraid of the cold Jiang Baiqi in the soil, so she went downstairs and climbed into the "flower pot", squatted down and shoveled away the snow with a small shovel. Shoveled out.

Looking closer, her heart beat faster.

Two small transparent leaves emerged from the soil, with golden veins looming, fragile and beautiful. She had seen it, in the virtual world that the king had created for her.

It is the companion vine of their family!

Kiki is sprouting!

Chapter 175

Feng Linxia was still wearing a nightgown, and was pushed awake by Song Juyao, who was happy. He squatted across from Song Juyao in disbelief, staring at the two tiny leaves growing out of this huge flower pot, "Is this really Jiang Baiqi?"

Song Juyao nodded: "The companion vines of their family grow together, and when the companion vine sprouts, so does Qiqi."

"...Oh." For the viviparous humans, the way this family grows is really amazing.

Jiang Baiqi sprouted, and Song Juyao naturally guarded him even more. Except for sleeping at night and occasionally leaving for work during the day, he was almost inseparable. After germination, the growth rate of the companion vine becomes faster, growing every day, and soon from the previous two small leaves, it becomes a slender vine, and soon after, a new one grows. Come on, a new one grows... Soon it turned into a lot of soft vines, gradually covering the surface of this large flower pot.

These vines are transparent, with golden veins that glow faintly at night, making them dreamy.

When Song Juyao was sitting on the edge of the flowerpot, these vines would always grow to her side unknowingly, wrapping around her wrists and ankles. At night, she went back to her room to sleep, and when she woke up the next day, she went down from the terrace. Look, you will also find the vines are crowding in the direction of her bedroom, and I am very suspicious that if you pull a few ropes to connect the flower pot to the terrace, it will climb up.

Song Juyao was a little worried about what would happen if it kept growing and overflowed the flowerpot and fell to the ground. The land outside the flowerpot belonged to the king, and it seemed that it would not be good for it to grow on someone else's land. So I was going to give it some support and let it climb up, but I didn't want to find out that these vines began to grow together. The thin layer of vines turned into a thick layer of vines, then turned into a bulging and fluffy mass, and finally wrapped into a fluffy and big round dumpling.

This beautiful transparent dumpling changes every day and keeps getting bigger, but it keeps tightening. Ju Yao sometimes stared at them, always feeling that they were transporting something to the middle of the dumplings.

"Is Qiqi inside?" Song Juyao lay on top of the vine dumplings, trying to find a gap to see the scene inside, but after turning around several times, he couldn't find a gap.

Seeing this, Feng Linxia also climbed the stairs and wanted to take a look out of curiosity, but was stopped by an invisible thing outside the flower pot. He couldn't go any further.

"This is it?" Feng Linxia reached out and touched it, feeling that there was a layer of enchantment in the air, soft and hard, and she couldn't get in anyway.

Song Juyao went to touch it, but couldn't find any obstacles.

Feng Linxia: Well, I understand, I understand.

Song Juyao added a cover to the flower pot, so the flower pot turned into a small house, the ceiling could be opened or closed, and the sun could be basked in the sun, and the rain could be shielded if needed.

Time flies, chūn goes to autumn, the accompanying vine that grows into a ball begins to lose its leaves, the leaves fall into the soil, melt, are absorbed by the soil, and then supplied by the soil, Song Juyao suddenly felt something at night, from the darkness When I woke up, I didn't have time to put on my shoes, so I hurried downstairs.

The dumplings wriggled in the small house, and the entangled vines slowly loosened, as if alive, loosened and fell on the ground.