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The sick and weak child is pitiful x The male mother is guilty
As the heir to a magical family - the "Xinghui" family, Yun Qi can't even master the simplest fireball technique, but fortunately, he is quite accomplished in alchemy.
In order to deal with unnecessary social interactions, Yun Qi, a young master of social fear, came up with the idea of making a puppet to replace him. However, as a picky alchemist, he completely looked down on ordinary low-level puppets.
Just when he was about to give up, he accidentally discovered the soul summoning scroll at home.
If a mature soul is used as the core of the puppet...
The good news is that the soul summoning technique was successful, and Yun Qi created the world's first puppet with his own thoughts.
The bad news is, the puppet seems... A little bit out of his control.
Yun Qi cried and pulled at his quilt: You, you, you! I am your master!
The puppet smiled, but mercilessly pulled away the quilt in his hand: Okay, my little master~
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"Can't you just eat one piece?" Yun Qi looked at the blueberry cake in front of him, and his saliva was almost dripping on the table.
The noble knight captain picked him up like a cat and stuffed him into a warm bed. "It's bedtime now."
Yun Qi, who was nestling in the arms of his puppet, suddenly woke up in the middle of the night: something is wrong, this is very wrong.
"Speaking of Cangming, do puppets have any needs in that regard?" One day, Yun Qi took notes in a small notebook, his eyes so pure that it was unbelievable.
"This has something to do with the material of the puppet. What materials did you use when making me?" Cangming smiled and poured Yun Qi a cup of tea.
"The werewolf's claws, the unicorn's horn, and the dragon's scales." Yun Qi counted them one by one with his fingers.
"Ugh? Why do you have to close the curtains? It's still daytime."
Cangming gently placed the boy on the bed, and put his fingertips against Yun Qi's chattering lips: Shh, you may cry very dirty later.
Intention: Does it count as soon as the gold is issued?
