He Tiantian, behind Huo Yingjie, covered her mouth and gestured to Little Rotating Turtle to stop talking.
Sure enough, Little Rotating Turtle stopped talking but was now wildly kicking its legs up in the air, looking quite comical.
"What toy turtle?" He Tiantian retorted, "This turtle is quite naughty, but you didn't have to throw it on the ground, did you?"
He Tiantian stepped forward and picked up the small turtle.
Seeing that He Tiantian showed no signs of anything unusual, Huo Yingjie asked, "You didn't hear anything just now, did you?"
"Hear what?" He Tiantian looked puzzled, as if she really hadn't heard the little turtle talking.
"That little turtle was crying!" Huo Yingjie said, "It even called me master...."
He Tiantian looked at Huo Yingjie as if he were a fool, stepped forward, touched his head, and said, "It's broad daylight, not nighttime; you couldn't possibly be talking in your sleep, right?"