Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 271

Chapter 271 There Is A Chamber In Otis's House

Otis walked ahead. The passage was a little short for it, so it crawled in.

Nancy walked behind it by grabbing its big tail.

The passage became bigger and taller as they walked further. Otis could stand up walking.

"Otis, where are we going?"

"Howl."

Otis made a sound. It seemed to tell her to keep walking and that there was nothing to worry about.

Time passed by, and the road ahead of them was larger and brighter.

The brightness ahead of them was not like that inside the cave, and they seemed to walk to the end of the cave.

Otis stopped, curled up the little girl, and put her in front of it with its tail.

Gradually, they could see more. Nancy opened her eyes big to see things in front of her. Her mouth also opened in shock.

"Where is this place? It's so beautiful."

She saw a sea of flowers, in various colors and shapes.

Some flowers were like hydrangea or huge lollipops, and some were like flying butterflies or dancing girls in beautiful dresses...

Some flowers were elegant, and some were graceful or fresh. Different shapes of flowers were growing everywhere: on trees, on the ground, or on a vine.

This place was a hotbed of these flowers, and you couldn't see the end of it.

There were also butterflies flying among the blossoms.

Nancy could see nothing but these flowers and butterflies. Somehow she walked into the place.

The white tiger Otis was walking beside her. Butterflies danced gracefully under the blue sky when its tail swept among the flowers.

Some flew among the flowers, and some moved around Nancy and Otis.

One of these butterflies stopped on Otis's nose, whose eyes looked at it and almost became a cross-eyed tiger.

When the butterfly flapped its wings, some scales fell off, causing Otis to sneeze loudly. Not only did Otis frighten away the butterfly on its nose, but also made its surrounding butterflies fly away.

Nancy laughed happily while looking at Otis.

Otis thought Nancy was making fun of it.

"Wow... That one is so big and beautiful."

Nancy saw a big blue butterfly under the sunlight. She screamed and chased after it.

Otis scratched his nose with his paw and quickly followed the little girl.

While chasing after the big butterfly, Nancy ran carefully not to step on those beautiful flowers.

Otis, on the contrary, cared less about the flowers. It ran behind the little girl and certainly damaged some flowers.

They seemed to be in a closed valley. It was warm, and Nancy gradually felt hot after running for a while.

The little girl and the white tiger had been running for quite a while. She even forgot her brothers.

They got tired.

She stopped breathing. Her white face turned red, and sweat appeared on her white forehead.

Nancy rested a while, then she squatted down to pick flowers. She picked one from each blossom. Some of them were big, and some were small.

She hummed a childlike song and took off her jacket, carefully putting all the flowers she picked into her clothes.

Then she stopped and sat on the green grass, holding some tiny vines, and began to weave a wreath for herself. Her feet shook happily.

Otis touched her, and Nancy scratched its chin, saying, "Otis, stop it. I'll make a wreath for you."

Then she used a vine to compare Otis's big head and made a rattan circle for Otis.

"I'm so beautiful."

Otis was confused.

Why would she say that?

Nancy used Otis's eyes as a mirror.

With a wreath and a butterfly on her head, the little girl was full of energy again. She played with some flying bugs among the grass and found some fluffy little fat creatures.

These creatures were chubby bees with hair all over their bodies. When they got honey on a flower, they could easily bend down the flowers with their fat bodies.

Nancy watched a busy fatty creature flying among beautiful flowers. She also followed it home and saw the bee stop on a rock.

The creature moved its wings and got into the stone. There was a buzzing sound coming from the stone, and more fatty bees were flying outside the stone.

"Is this their home?"

Nancy remembered that when she was in Stream Village, people would go to find sweet honey from the mountains.

Now she wanted to eat some honey.

Nancy managed to move one of the stones away, and a small part of the hive was revealed.

Some bees were frightened and flew around Nancy. The little girl stood still and tried to discuss with the bees.

"Can I get a little bit of honey? Just a little? I can exchange sugar and fruit with you."

Nancy took out the sugar in her pocket and the apples in her school bag.

"Buzz..."

A big bee flew out of the hive. It circled Nancy and landed on her shoulder.

The bee was bigger than half of her palm, looking fluffy and chubby. God knew how its wings could support it to fly.

Seeing it fall on her shoulder, Nancy thought it might be tired from flying.