Little Spoon directly gave up, muttering, "Ahem, it's probably hopeless. Host, go easy on me, don't beat me to death~"
Qiao Ci didn't hit him directly. Instead, she said in a concise, straightforward, and fierce tone, "If I hear the word 'frog' again, I'll turn you into a frog!"
Aounuo blinked.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Although he didn't know why he wasn't allowed to call her frog, the little girl was angry, so it was his fault. Aounuo quickly apologized.
In his understanding, frogs were also very cute. Since Qiao Ci didn't like it, he wouldn't mention it again.
"Well, if you're fine, go play by yourself." Qiao Ci, like a little loli, sat on the swing, swinging higher and higher, almost being thrown off.
Aounuo didn't dare to leave and watched from the side.
The six dwarves had all gone hunting. The only ones left at home were a delicate frog, oh no, a little girl. He was still injured and couldn't just eat and drink here without doing anything.
Coincidentally, he didn't dislike this little girl. It was only right to help take care of her.
As the swing went higher and higher, Aounuo's heart grew more anxious. However, seeing that Qiao Ci didn't look scared, he didn't feel right about asking her to stop playing. He stood stiffly, accompanying her.
When Qiao Ci had had enough, she got off the swing and gestured for him to sit on it.
"Me?" Aounuo had just come of age, and he hadn't sat on a swing in a long time. Seeing Qiao Ci asking him to get on, he pointed to himself somewhat shyly and asked.
"Your eyes have been on the swing the whole time, don't you want to play?" Qiao Ci was very generous. She patted the swing and urged him to sit down.
In the plot, when the young prince's mother was still alive, she often took him to swing. Seeing me playing happily on the swing just now, he must have missed his mother.
Aounuo had just made the little girl unhappy, so he didn't dare to refuse her kindness and obediently sat down.
Qiao Ci walked behind him and gently pushed the swing.
Sitting on the swing, Aounuo slowly recalled his childhood memories with his mother, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
The pushing force behind him grew with his smile, and the swing went higher and higher. Aounuo lost his balance and was thrown off.
Seeing the empty swing, Qiao Ci's expression tensed, as if to say, it wasn't me.
With a flash of teleportation, Qiao Ci arrived at the spot where Aounuo was about to fall and reached out to hug his waist.
However, she misjudged the length of her arms and only managed to hold onto half of Aounuo's slender waist. Fearing he would fall, she used too much force, and then –
A ripping sound.
Aounuo's clothes tore, and then, unable to bear his weight, he still fell to the ground.
And his upper garment was in Qiao Ci's hands, her expression slightly stunned.
Realizing she was exposed, Aounuo hugged himself with his arms, but Qiao Ci had already seen it.
Well, pink and tender, very cute.
Seeing that the little girl was not shy and was staring at him directly, Aounuo blushed and quickly ran back into the small house to find some clothes to change into.
He touched his slightly flushed face. Damn it, why was he shy? He had been stared at so openly by her, and his heart had actually quickened.
She was a different species from him, so how could he...?
Cough, cough, he was probably overthinking it.
Aounuo quickly stopped his wild thoughts.
Within a few days, two of his clothes were torn, and the prince was a little worried. It seemed he would have to keep some distance from the little girl in the future, or he would wear out too many clothes.
Just as he thought this, Qiao Ci walked in. Aounuo was startled and hugged himself tightly with his strong arms, looking as if he was afraid Qiao Ci would pounce on him.
When he saw her holding a pile of clothes, he realized he was overthinking it.
Taking the clothes, he scratched his head. "Sorry, A-A Ci, I'm usually not used to interacting with girls, so I'm a bit shy."
Her brothers called her A Ci, right?
"Mhm." Qiao Ci responded with a faint "mhm," her expression unreadable.
Looking at the exquisite and luxurious clothes, he asked curiously, "Where did you get these clothes?"
Qiao Ci didn't explain the source of the clothes, only replied, "Compensation for tearing your clothes."
Since she didn't say, Aounuo didn't pry. After Qiao Ci left, he quickly put them on, and they fit surprisingly well.
The six dwarves returned, this time bringing with them a beautiful maiden.
This maiden was named Vasha, sent by the original host's stepsister to check if the original host was dead. If the original host was not dead, she was to kill her when necessary.
In the plot, Vasha wanted to kill the original host, but was discovered by the six dwarves, who drove her away.
Seeing Qiao Ci's wide, frog-like mouth, Vasha pretended to be scared and hid behind the six dwarves, her expression cowering. "She, why does she look like a frog? She scared me."
At this moment, Aounuo happened to walk out of the room.
Upon hearing this, he instinctively glanced at Qiao Ci, his deep eyes hiding a worry he himself didn't know about.
He remembered that a couple of days ago, he had asked the other six dwarves why Qiao Ci disliked being called Miss Frog. The dwarves had said that Qiao Ci was found by them, and she wasn't a frog monster, but had been cursed to become this way.
Presumably, she disliked her current appearance, which was why she minded being called Miss Frog.
Alas, a perfectly good little girl, who rarely even looked in the mirror, must have been insecure.
Now, being looked at with such terrified and disgusted eyes by another maiden, she must be sad.
Thinking this, Aounuo walked to Qiao Ci's side, reached out to stroke her hair, and bent down to look her in the eyes. "You are very cute, not scary at all. Don't listen to her, she's blind."
Qiao Ci: ???
What happened?
Realizing that he was afraid she would be upset by Vasha's words, Qiao Ci gave him a dejected look and lowered her head. "She's right, I am indeed ugly and scary."
Seeing the little girl lower her head, Aounuo felt a pang in his heart for some reason. He reached out and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Look into my eyes, really, you're not ugly."
Qiao Ci raised her head and met his gaze. In his earnest pupils, she saw her own frog face. She pursed her lips and said sincerely, "The more I look, the uglier I get."
The little girl's voice was faint, but to him, it was clearly filled with disappointment. Impatiently, he did something impulsive.
He lowered his head and kissed Qiao Ci's forehead with his beautiful cherry lips. "See, you're really not scary. I like you very much, you are truly adorable."
Qiao Ci's eyes brightened, her bulging eyes seemingly carrying a hint of natural cuteness.
She pointed to her mouth and said, shockingly,
"I don't believe you, unless you kiss it."