After saying this, the little one transmitted a simple method for controlling stray thoughts to Xiao Shou.
Then it fiddled with its fingers, blinked shyly, and said, "Master, I don't like being called 'little guy.' Can you give me a nicer name? Look at me, I'm so delicate and cute. I should have a name that matches me."
Xiao Shou had just learned to control his thoughts and hearing this almost made him lose focus.
This little thing had actually taken his casual nickname as a real name.
While suppressing his laughter, he teased, "You don't like that name? Then how about Xiaohua?"
"Master, can we pick another one? I don't really like 'Xiaohua'…" The tiny spirit blinked expectantly at him.
Xiao Shou nodded, barely holding back his amusement, and said with a mischievous tone, "Then how about Xiaobai?"
"I'm not white at all! I'm crystal clear and transparent…"
The little one seriously showed off its wings.
"Master, look…"
