This is a matter of principle. Beibei can despise himself for being fat, but he firmly does not allow Di Qianmo to despise him for being fat, so Beibei feels that he must dispel Di Qianmo's concept.

So he raised his eyebrows and akimbo, "Where is the fat? Not fat at all!".

Di Qianmo nodded, and suddenly his palm melted into several large plates of braised pork ribs and roasted chicken on the table, "Since you are not fat at all, come over and eat more, I love your meaty look."

Beibei was instantly petrified on the spot. Was she accidentally tricked again?

"Momo, Mr. Fenghua said you are a god." Beibei spoke vaguely while stuffing the ribs into his mouth. One of his paws was holding the chicken leg and the other was the spoon. The way he devoured it made Di Qianmo feel...

What a relief.

He was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't remember."

Beibei: "... Mr. Fenghua doesn't look like a person who can joke with others innocently.".

Di Qianmo wiped Beibei's greasy little mouth with a handkerchief and said nonchalantly, "What about gods, what about people, I don't really care about this."

Beibei was anxious, "But I care."

"Oh? How to say?".

"I am a demon." Beibei looked very resentful, "If gods and demons are together, nothing will end well."

Di Qianmo lowered his face and stared at her, "Stop talking nonsense.".

Beibei trembled, pouted and hummed, turning her head away from him and murmuring, "I'll go find Mr. Fenghua later and ask him to help me cleanse my marrow and cultivate immortality."

"You are not allowed to go." Di Qianmo said.

Beibei pretended not to hear. Di Qianmo grabbed her head and forced her to look directly into his eyes. He was slightly annoyed and said, "Your husband is right here. He always goes to find someone else to do whatever he wants."

"Then will you help me cleanse my marrow and cultivate immortality?".

Di Qianmo: "...".

"Ahri, the pain that a marrow cleanser has to go through is not something you can bear. You are a demon, which is good. We can still be together forever."

Beibei's mood dropped a bit, she didn't want to be a monster at all.

Di Qianmo was basically lying to her. Since ancient times, gods and demons have fallen in love, and there has never been a good outcome.

She poked the bowl with her chopsticks in silent protest. Seeing her like this, Di Qianmo sighed helplessly, "Even if you want to become an immortal, it's not now. Your body is still too weak."

Beibei knows.

"And why do you always look for other people when you have something to do? Ahri, I am your husband."

Only then did Beibei perk up a little and looked at him eagerly. His appearance really made Di Qianmo like him to the core.

"We can make plans for marrow cleansing after you have fully recovered your energy, okay?"

Although Beibei is eager to cultivate immortality, she also understands that what Di Qianmo said makes sense. Lord Fenghua also told her in the past that if the marrow is successfully washed, it will become an immortal bone.

A useless person can't even become a demon, so it really shouldn't be rushed.

"good.".

Di Qianmo has recently added another important matter. He is preparing to refine the marrow cleansing pill for Beibei. The usual method of cleansing the marrow is too painful. When he first went through that level of cultivation, he lost half his life in torture, let alone

Beibei must directly change from the demon body to the fairy bone.
Chapter completed!