28. Plum blossoms wither, peach blossoms bloom.

"Watch carefully now, don't blink," Xin Chen said as he covered his hand with a handkerchief. After spinning around to face Weiwei and Liuzi, he suddenly yanked the handkerchief away, and a bright, dew-kissed rose appeared in his hand.

"Wow!" Liuzi reached out, wanting to pluck it: "Give it to me, give it to me."

"Don't touch it." Gu Tao stepped back and spread his hands, and in an instant, the flower in his hand transformed into a cluster of colorful butterflies that scattered throughout the room with a fragrant breeze, stunningly beautiful beyond words.

"Wow..." Weiwei looked up at the butterflies flying above her head, her cheeks flushed with excitement, making her look particularly lively: "So pretty."

And Liuzi was already standing on the couch, jumping up and down to catch the butterflies, but no matter how much she jumped, she just couldn't catch those seemingly slow-moving butterflies.

"Gather!"