Chapter 47: The Despicable Su Mianmian

Anyway, since she had already said she didn't want to be friends, Mianmian ignored Fu Keqi and opened the small bamboo tube.

"Youyou, are you afraid of butterflies landing on you?"

After thinking for a moment, Gu Youyou shook her head and answered adorably, "I don't know."

Since Youyou said she didn't know, Mianmian spoke up, "Then watch me go first."

She extended her little arm and spread the paste from the bamboo tube onto her hair.

A sweet fragrance immediately wafted from Mianmian, drawing Gu Youyou closer to take a big sniff, eyes wide, "Mianmian, you smell so good."

"This is butterfly-attracting powder that Mommy and I made together," Mianmian explained to Gu Youyou. "Butterflies like fragrant things."

No sooner had Mianmian finished speaking than many butterflies from the wilderness flew over, dancing around her.

Wherever Mianmian went, the butterflies followed and even bravely landed on her head, fluttering their wings.