In the dream, the large phantom above the Ice Coffin gradually takes shape. Little Taotie reaches out a tiny hand to touch it, feeling the soft fur underhand.
"Has it become solid?"
Little Taotie stretches her arms wide, lunging forward to hug the massive white figure.
Being small in stature, she immediately sinks into the soft, fluffy white fur, as if she has fallen into a fluffy cloud.
The fuzzy fur tickles her face, and Little Taotie bursts into a fit of giggles, joyfully rolling around in the fur as if rolling in a giant blanket.
"It's so comfortable~"
"You are like a cloud, I really like you!"
Little Taotie's eyes shine brightly, her pupils seem to be filled with countless starlights, her Little Dimples deep, brimming with sweetness.
"Roar!" The giant white beast lets out a low growl.
Little Taotie gently pats it: "Don't get upset, don't get upset, I'm a bit sleepy, I want to sleep..."
