"Mengmeng." Mu Qingge called as soon as she stood on the ground in the space.
In an instant, a little kid flew from a distance, rushed directly into Mu Qingge's arms, and said aggrievedly: "Hey, Yin Su Bu Su, I don't want to be cute anymore, I want to be with that big devil."
Mu Qingge picked her up, shook her in his hands, and asked doubtfully: "What are you talking about? What kind of devil?"
Mengmeng sniffed aggrievedly, with tears in her eyes: "Master Yin, you are not allowed to abandon others."
"When did I say I don't want you?" Mu Qingge frowned.
Mengmeng lowered her head, pointed at her fingers, and muttered aggrievedly: "I saw what happened last night. You and the Big Devil were rolling around on the bed, looking so happy."
Mu Qingge's cheeks suddenly turned red, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.
As soon as he grabbed it, he held Mengmeng in his palm and said in a fierce tone: "You dare to spy on me?"
"I, I don't mean it! They are worried about you, afraid that you will be bullied by the big devil. At worst, I just don't want to watch the cute baby in the future! Bad boss!" Mengmeng shouted loudly and aggrieved.
"Why did you call him the Great Demon King?" Mu Qingge asked with a frown.
"Humph. Don't tell me, baby!" Mengmeng turned her head arrogantly and snorted coldly.
Mu Qingge's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the strength in his hands increased: "Don't tell me?"
"Ah! It hurts the baby to death! Bad Master Yin!" Mengmeng struggled to resist, but was unable to reverse the fact that Mu Qingge was her master, so all her counterattacks were ineffective.
"Hey, oh, oh, baby, baby, baby, please let go." In the end, Mengmeng had no choice but to beg for mercy.
Mu Qingge relaxed her grip, but didn't let go completely. "Tell me why you call him the Great Demon King."
Mengmeng curled her lips aggrievedly: "Because the baby feels that he is very powerful, and there is such a strong bloody smell on his body. I really don't know how many people have been killed to have such a strong bloody smell. The baby also feels that his blood is cold."
Mengmeng's words made Mu Qingge frown even more.
Does Si Mo have the smell of blood on his body? Why can't she feel it? Every time he appeared, Si Mo was dressed in flowing white robes, spotlessly clean, like a banished immortal. There was a faint smell on his body, but it didn't smell like blood. Mengmeng also said something, his blood is cold.
"You're not mistaken, are you?" Mu Qingge asked with a frown, her tone a little suspicious.
Mengmeng proudly put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "You may not believe it, but you can't doubt Mengmeng's ability!"
"What is your ability?" Mu Qingge asked with a strange expression.
Mengmeng was stunned for a moment before realizing the meaning of Mu Qingge's words, and immediately ran away: "I hate the main banker! The main banker is the worst!"
Mu Qingge was annoyed by her noise and threw her away casually. I dug my ears with my little fingers and asked impatiently: "You called me in just to say this?"
"Of course not!" Mengmeng's voice came from far away and appeared in front of Mu Qingge's eyes instantly.
She stared at Mu Qingge angrily, but the next second he lay on her shoulder, nuzzled her affectionately, and said coquettishly: "Mengmeng wants to be the boss."
Mu Qingge's mouth twitched and she said clearly: "Did you finish the pill again?"
Mengmeng raised her fleshy little face, with little stars shining in her big watery eyes, and nodded vigorously.
Mu Qingge gave Mengmeng a certain amount of pills to take as sugar pills. She kept the rest of the elixirs in the alchemy room, and Mengmeng did not dare to steal them.
Mu Qingge thought about it and realized that he had been busy recently and indeed forgot to make an elixir for Mengmeng.
(End of chapter)