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Although it was already getting dark, to be honest, it was still quite early, maybe six or seven in the evening at most. Not to mention Wenya, who can stay up until one or two in the morning, even Ningbao, who usually goes to bed early and wakes up early, wasn't sleepy at all; the child usually doesn't go to bed until eight o'clock.

"Sister Wenya, let's play a game."

"So what should we play?"

Wenya felt that three people were a bit too few; it seemed like there weren't enough to play with. Most importantly, Ningbao didn't know how to play many things. To ensure the child's healthy development, Mumu usually played very educational children's games with Ningbao, such as jump rope, shuttlecock kicking, and building blocks—games that weren't suitable for their current age.

Let's play Ludo!

Ningbao rummaged through the space bag for a while, turning Mumu's neatly organized things into a complete mess.

"Huh? Where's the Ludo game? Mumu clearly told Ningbao it was here."

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Mumu is usually reliable, Wenya thought, so the chances of her making a mistake were slim. Ningbao, on the other hand, with that little brain of hers, was very likely to misremember.

Ning Bao scratched his head in confusion, also wondering if he might have remembered it wrong:

"Then... let's play Pictionary. Ningbao will draw, and Wenya and Baigao will guess. Whoever guesses it first wins."

"not good!"

Thinking of Ning Bao's superb painting skills, which allowed her to depict phoenixes as chicks, Wen Ya rejected Ning Bao's suggestion without hesitation.

"Alright, Ningbao found the Ludo game, let's play Ludo!"

The same familiar voice came from behind Wenya, and Wenya's hair stood on end instantly.

What's going on? Isn't Ning Bao right in front of her? None of the three of them went out either, so what rule was triggered?

"By the way, Sister Wenya, who were you talking to just now? Did you misremember something? What's wrong?"

"Sister Wenya, let's play Pictionary, okay? Ningbao is so good at it!"

Wen Ya slowly turned to the side, cautiously scanning her surroundings as she backed away. Sure enough, two Ning Baos slowly appeared in her line of sight, but they seemed unaware of each other's presence. One was making her play Ludo, and the other was making her play Pictionary. Their voices and tones were normal; these were things Ning Bao would do.

The only difference between the two is that one didn't get the Flying Chess pieces, while the other did.

Hmm? Right, can a ghost open Ningbao's spatial bag? Probably not. Besides, the way "Ningbao" looked when she was looking for something just now seemed so deliberate. Even if she couldn't see what was inside the spatial bag, she could clearly sense that the things inside were going to be messed up.

Although Ningbao sometimes gets into trouble, it's mostly because she's young and doesn't understand things. She wouldn't want to cause trouble for Mumu about things she already knows. Accidentally messing up a few things is possible, but how could she possibly mess up the entire contents of her spatial bag?

"Ningbao, I'm a little thirsty, could you get me a drink?"

"Okay, okay, does Sister Wenya want some orange juice? Ningbao wants some too."

Ning Bao on the left didn't hesitate to take out a whole liter of orange juice from her spatial bag, along with a few paper cups, and invited Bai Gao to drink with her.

The Ningbao on the right froze for a moment. Wenya was already on high alert, waiting for that "Ningbao" to reveal its hideous, ghostly form. But nothing happened. The Ningbao's figure faded and faded until it disappeared completely. It left no trace around it either; it all seemed like just her imagination.

Wen Ya took the orange juice Ning Bao handed her. Even though the other Ning Bao had disappeared, she still felt something was off. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was just a very uncomfortable feeling about it.

"Sister Wenya, why aren't you drinking orange juice?"

Ningbao downed a glass of orange juice in one gulp and poured herself another.

"Mumu said you can't drink too many beverages."

Wenya stared intently at Ningbao's reaction, then suddenly swung a claw at her.

This isn't Ning Bao, definitely not! The real Ning Bao should be feeling guilty by now, how could she possibly have drunk a second cup in one go! Both of these Ning Baos are fake. They don't seem to care much about Mu Mu, but in the whole family, Ning Bao cares most about Mu Mu.

"Sister Wenya, Sister Wenya, please wake up!"

Wenya felt something suddenly stick to her forehead, and then the scene before her eyes began to blur. She shook her head vigorously, and then Ningbao's puppy face, magnified and pressed against her cheek, appeared before her!

Wen Ya was so startled that she jumped up. There was no way she could ignore it; they were all looking exactly like Ning Bao.

"Sister Wenya, what's wrong?"

Ning Bao was almost slapped away by Wen Ya's claws on impulse, but she didn't feel angry at all. She squatted on the ground with a super good temper and asked.

"Mumu is awful, she's terrible."

A flawless version after careful inspection!

"Don't say anything bad about Mumu! Not even to Wenya! Mumu is the best Mumu in the world!"

The husky, which had been perfectly calm just moments before, suddenly bristled and pounced on Wenya with its claws outstretched.

Seeing this, Wen Ya breathed a huge sigh of relief. It seemed it was indeed Ning Bao. Perhaps because Mu Mu couldn't come out, the ghosts here had no way of knowing how much Ning Bao cared about Mu Mu, which was why their performance had such a big flaw.

The two Ningbaos reacted normally to what she said, but their reactions to Mumu were completely wrong.

Ning Bao appeared aggressive, but in reality, she wasn't going to bite the wolf; she was going to tickle Wen Ya.

"Hahaha...ha...Ningbao, stop...stop it now..."

"Sister Wenya shouldn't speak ill of Mumu! Sister Wenya ate the food Mumu prepared this morning. It's wrong to talk badly about people behind their backs!"

"I won't tell, I won't tell! You log off first... Hahaha... Let me explain!"

After she had finished making a fuss, Ningbao stopped and said very seriously:

"The calming mantra on Sister Wenya's head was prepared by Mumu."

"Okay, okay, I know, I know."

Even if Ningbao didn't say anything, there's no way any of their kids would dislike Mumu. If it weren't for Mumu, who would feed them?

Wenya touched the thing stuck to her forehead with her paw, peeled it off, and sure enough, it was a talisman. Her eyes lit up, and she first recounted what had just happened to Ningbao, then asked:

"How many of these calming mantras has Mumu prepared?"

"We've prepared so much!"

Ning Bao took out a thick stack of calming mantras from her spatial bag.

Mumu is not here, yet she is everywhere |ω)