Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

Xia An'an's room.

"You stinking insect!!"

Xia An'an grabbed Kukuru, who was lying in front of the tablet, and held it tightly in her hand, her cheeks puffed up with anger. "I'm going to throw you away!"

The story begins a few minutes earlier.

Xia An'an had just returned from washing up in the bathroom when she saw Kukuru laughing and rolling around on the floor, holding her tablet.

An ominous premonition instantly welled up in my heart.

"Kukuru!"

She rushed over in three strides and snatched the tablet away.

On the screen, Kukuru drew an exaggerated mustache and cross-eyed look on his photo with a doodle pen, and wrote "Stupid An'an" in big characters on his head.

Kukuru then leaped off the table, hands on his hips, a smug look on his face saying, "What can you do to me?"

"No way! Who told you not to listen to my 'strategy' last night? Commoners should act like commoners!"

Suddenly, veins bulged on Xia An'an's forehead. She grabbed Kukuru and threw him out the window.

Kukuru flapped its wings and flew back nimbly, even deliberately circling in front of her:

"Oh dear, I can't do it, I can't do it—you rude commoner!"

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Xia An'an pounced on him, and the two engaged in a fierce "chase" in the room.

……

Ok?

At this moment, Xia Tong and Xia Mu, who were outside the door, looked at each other in bewilderment as they listened to the chaotic noise coming from Xia An'an's room.

Xia Mu held the "breakfast" he had just made in one hand, while the other hand rested on the doorknob. He paused, turned to look at Xia Tong, and looked at her with a hint of confusion on his face.

"Xiaotong, An'an is inside... what happened?"

Xia Tong blinked and shook her head innocently:

"I don't know, I just left the room too."

He paused, then added, "Maybe... he's playing with Xiaobai?"

Xia Mu nodded thoughtfully, then turned the doorknob and pushed the door open to enter.

Inside the room, Xia An'an was sitting on the floor, holding Kukuru's arms with both hands and pulling them apart forcefully.

Kukuru's limbs were stretched out long, like stretched clay.

Upon hearing the door open, the two simultaneously turned to look at the doorway.

The next second, Kukuru suddenly realized something, his pupils contracted sharply, his body "whooshed" back to the normal size of a doll, his limbs stiffened, his eyes closed, and he instantly turned back into the lifeless doll he used to be.

Xia An'an remained seated on the ground, holding Kukuru with both hands. Her expression instantly shifted from anger to guilt, and she forced a smile that suggested "nothing happened."

"Huh?"

Xia Mu stood in the doorway, looking at the doll in his daughter's hand, and adjusted his glasses. "That doll... moved?"

"?"

Xia Tong curiously peeked out from behind Xia Mu, looked at her older sister sitting on the floor in the room, and then at the "peaceful" Kukuru in her sister's hand.

Xia An'an's smile froze for a moment.

Haha, no.

She raised the Kukuru in her hand a little higher and shook it deliberately, "I was the one pinching him just now, Dad, you must have been mistaken."

As she spoke, she pinched Kukuru's face hard, deforming the little face, then released it, and it bounced back to its original shape.

"Look, it's just a regular doll~"

Xia Mu stared at Kukuru for a few seconds.

"It seems like it was just my imagination."

He finally nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Then, Xia Mu carried the tray into the room, placed the two breakfasts on Xia An'an's desk, turned to look at her daughter, and said gently:

"An'an, Daddy made you breakfast, remember to eat it."

Xia An'an's gaze fell on the two strange items on the tray, and her lips twitched slightly.

"Okay, okay... thank you, Dad..."

Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Xia Mu nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and looked at Xia Tong, who was still standing at the door.

"Oh, and Xiaotong, remember to eat too."

"what?"

Xia Tong blinked, her gaze falling on the two indescribable items on the tray, a subtle hesitation in her voice, "Should I have some too?"

"Yes, you need to eat a proper breakfast to stay healthy."

Xia Mu nodded seriously, completely unaware of the "Can I refuse?" expression on her son's face, before going downstairs.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

But the room suddenly fell silent.

Xia An'an glanced at the two strangely colored objects on the tray, then at Xia Tong who was still standing at the door.

Xia Tong looked at the two lumps, then at her sister.

However, immediately afterward, Kukuru in Xia An'an's hand broke the silence.

"Ouch!"

Kukuru struggled to break free from Xia An'an's grasp, flapped his wings, and flew into the air, hands on his hips, "How dare you treat this prince like this?"

Xia An'an glared at him angrily at first, but then her eyes lit up and a "gentle" smile appeared on her face.

"Alright, Your Highness~"

She clasped her hands together, tilted her head slightly, and said, "To express my apology, please have this breakfast."

Xia An'an pointed to the two indescribable lumps on the desk.

Kukuru paused for a moment, then looked in the direction she was pointing.

"snort!"

He let out a soft snort of dissatisfaction, but his wings flapped honestly, and he flew happily toward the desk.

After landing on the edge of the tray, Kukuru looked down at the two breakfasts, then turned to look at Xia Tong beside him.

"Xia Tong, aren't you going to eat?"

Xia Tong waved her hand, her tone sincere: "If you're really hungry, you can have mine."

Kukuru's eyes lit up.

"That's more like it!"

He turned around, grabbed a piece from each of the two plates with his two little hands, and stuffed it into his mouth at the same time.

Xia An'an stood to the side, her hands behind her back, tilting her head and smiling at him.

Xia Tong silently took a step back.

The next second—

"vomit--"

Kukuru's face instantly turned a strange green.

Before he could even swallow the food in his mouth, his entire body froze in mid-air, his wings twitched twice, and then with a "thud," he fell straight onto the desk.

"Hahaha!"

Xia An'an finally couldn't hold back anymore, clutching her stomach and bending over with laughter, "You actually ate it!"

Kukuru struggled to lift his head, glaring at Xia An'an with accusing eyes:

"You...you did this on purpose!"

"I didn't!"

Xia An'an wiped away the tears of laughter, looking completely innocent. "I sincerely apologized!"

Kukuru then turned to look at Xia Tong.

Xia Tong simply shrugged, her face expressionless.

"Who knows? I thought you were really hungry."

Kukuru: "..."

He slumped onto the table, closing his eyes in utter despair.

Xia An'an finished laughing, walked to the desk, and poked Kukuru's little head with one finger:

"Hey, are you still alive?"

"This prince refuses to speak to you now..."

"What should we do with these two breakfasts?"

"That's poison! Not breakfast!"

Kukuru sat bolt upright, his little finger pointing at the two plates of "breakfast," his voice trembling, "Did your father try to poison this prince?!"

"You're not allowed to speak ill of my father!"

Xia An'an quickly covered his mouth, "Although my dad's cooking... well... doesn't look very appetizing, his intentions are good!"

"Then you eat it!"

Kukuru broke free from her hand, pointed at the plate, and had a "you do it if you can" look on his face.

Xia An'an looked at the two plates of food, remained silent for two seconds, opened her mouth as if to say something, when a hand suddenly reached out from beside her.

Xia Tong picked up the essence that emitted a soft pink light from the desk, examined it closely, and then turned to look at Xia An'an:

"Sis, can I borrow this for a bit?"

Xia An'an blinked, but hadn't had a chance to answer yet.

"No!"

Kukuru flew over with a "whoosh," blocking Xia Tong's path, his arms outstretched in a stark shape. "Absolutely not!"

He pointed at the essence of Hongyu in Xia Tong's hand: "How can you just let others take the essence of the Flower Fairy King to play with! This is the hope of the Labbel Continent! It's an important part of the Flower Codex! It is..."

"Alright, alright."

Xia An'an reached out and pressed Kukuru's head down, saying, "Xiao Tong isn't an outsider, what's wrong with letting him play with it?"

"What do you mean 'not an outsider'!"

Kukuru struggled free from her grasp, its wings flapping loudly. "This is my essence! What if I lose it? What if I break it? What if..."

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, pointing with his small hand to the exquisite ancient fairy royal treasure box in the corner of the desk, his voice filled with a heart-wrenching lament that "you commoners understand nothing":

"And you absolutely must put the essence into the treasure box I gave you! It's a special treasure box made by the Ancient Spirit Clan, specifically for storing the essence of the Flower Fairy King!"

Xia An'an looked in the direction he was pointing.

The treasure box sat quietly in the corner of the desk.

She scratched her head and waved her hand dismissively.

"Alright, alright, I'll put the two back for you, okay?"

As she said this, Xia An'an took out the essence of Chun and Shanmeng from her pocket and put it in.

Kukuru floated beside him, arms crossed, his expression changing from "heartbroken" to "that's more like it."

"Hmph, that's more like it."

He muttered something, but his gaze immediately returned to the pink essence in Xia Tong's hand.

After putting the two essences away, Xia An'an turned around and looked at Xia Tong:

"Xiao Tong, what are you doing with Hong Yu's essence?"

"Let's take a look."

Xia Tong held the essence in her hand and examined it.

As soon as he finished speaking, a pink light flashed on the surface of his essence.

Xia Tong raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and casually put the essence into her pocket.

"Alright, let's go find Qianhan to play."

"what?"

Xia An'an blinked. "But I haven't finished my homework yet..."

"What does it matter?"

Xia Tong shrugged. "Anyway, I'll go tomorrow if I don't go today. I can leave my homework for tomorrow."

Xia An'an tilted her head and thought about it, and felt that her younger brother made sense.

"Alright."

She nodded and picked up the tray on the table. "Let me take care of this."

After Xia An'an went downstairs, Kukuru floated in mid-air with his arms crossed, looking at Xia Tong's pocket with his eyes full of "When are you going to return it?"

He stared at Xia Tong for a while, then finally couldn't help but speak:

"Hey, are you really just 'doing some research'?"

"Um."

"Won't it break?"

"Won't."

"Won't you lose it?"

"Won't."

Kukuru opened his mouth, wanting to ask something more, but after meeting Xia Tong's calm eyes, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Hmph, I, the prince, will believe you this once."