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"Prince!"
It giggled. "I am a prince now."
"He is just my prince."
"Other people don't know yet!"
"That's good enough."
It thought for a moment, its synapses constantly flickering. "Come on, Peipei. As your prince, I have a gift for you."
The mist that spread out among the shadows was even more enchanting, as if a splendid seven-colored lake was spreading out from the folds of its mind. Finally, in the middle of the lake, the most beautiful flower that Peipei had ever seen rose up.
"Wow…"
Peipei's eyes were wide open. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether the flower was real or not. She couldn't help but reach out to pick it. She actually felt the softness of the petals and the sharp thorns on the stem. She was slightly surprised. The flower that seemed to be condensed from starlight turned into a stream of light and drilled into the center of her eyebrows, gradually blossoming in her mind.
"Do you like it?"