Xi Ying's rhetorical question made Bai Wu almost ignore the pain in his stomach.
"What did you lie to me..." He subconsciously touched his bloated stomach.
Xi Ying did not answer, but stretched out a finger and tapped Bai Wu's stomach.
Almost instantly, Bai Wu's belly that was swollen just a second ago deflated like a deflated balloon.
And he no longer felt uncomfortable.
It’s so weird!
In the end what happened!
Xi Ying gently hooked his wrist and led him away from M Ji.
There was a familiar white mist outside, and Xi Ying let go of his hand.
"This is a task assigned to me by the King of Hell. What I eat will be sent directly back to the underworld and used as a prop to punish evil spirits." She explained.
Bai Wu: "...How can this be regarded as punishment? It's obviously delicious!"
Xi Ying glanced at him: "Don't judge the quality by your own imagination. I can only tell you that it is not a complete food."
As soon as these words came out, Bai Wu immediately had a picture in his mind.
He: "..." Stop talking, I feel like vomiting!
Xi Ying caught a glimpse of his reaction and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "You are quite interesting. I suddenly feel that it is not a particularly bad thing for you to do tasks with me."
Bai Wu suppressed the desire to vomit in his heart and nodded in agreement: "Don't look at me because I am young and I don't have much ability at the moment, but I will never cause trouble for you. I will do whatever you ask me to do! I also I want to learn something. I know I came in through the back door. If I didn’t have some strength, my great-great-great...grandfather might have been stabbed in the back.”
These words were spoken with sincerity. If it were the person next to me who had a lower tear point, his eyes would probably turn red.
But Xi Ying’s reaction to this was—
"You're overthinking," she said.
Bai Wu: "Eh?"
Xi Ying: "The underworld is not the human world. Who dares to stab the king of hell in the back?"
Bai Wu: That’s right.
Xi Ying: "Don't forget that there is no surveillance anywhere in the underworld, but who did what, the King of Hell knows better than anyone else."
Bai Wu: Is it so powerful? How tired is he every day? Where do you get so much energy to care about what so many people do every day
Xi Ying: "So no matter how lawless you are, no matter how useless you are, they will only talk about you, and it is absolutely impossible to involve the King of Hell."
Baiwu: That's good... what a piece of shit!
"I'm not lawless, and I'm not useless either. I think I'm a good young man!" Bai Wu retorted.
Xi Ying said calmly: "I'm just making an assumption."
Baiwu: Okay.
Xi Ying: "But we don't rule out the possibility."
Bai Wu: "..." Pixia, are you really happy
The process of chatting, especially a pleasant chat, always makes people feel that time passes quickly.
In Bai Wu's opinion, in almost a blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the door of the previous villa.
The middle-aged woman was standing at the door, her face still showing the same expression as when they left.
It seems that she has been immersed in the happy memories of the past.
"Sister Liao, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel that she is so pitiful." Bai Wu said looking at the middle-aged woman.
Obviously when they left the villa, he felt that it would be better to let the middle-aged woman immerse herself in happy memories.
"Because you were scolded by me just now. Being scolded makes people progress and grow." Xi Ying said seriously: "It seems that you need me to scold you more, so that you can quickly become what Mr. Yan expects. "