As for Cheng Mo Dao, who was nowhere to be seen at the dinner table, how could he still eat after eating two fat ducks? Moreover, the young boy was afraid of Cheng Muyan in his heart, fearing that Cheng Muyan would find out that he had eaten in advance to teach him a lesson and run away without a trace.
The son has gone.
Qingjiu didn't care about this person, anyway, he could only see the little girl in front of him.
"Let's sit down and eat together." Cheng Muyan picked up a piece of duck meat and was about to eat it. When she glanced out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the cook was standing by and not moving.
"Come on." Cheng Muyan waved to Xiao Zai Zai and placed him directly next to him, just like usual.
Qing Jiu said softly, "Hmm", and sat down submissively with lowered eyebrows. Two blushes appeared slightly on her pale face, which made Cheng Muyan feel a little strange. Is this a recurrence of the condition? Or is it?
Too hot?
Although Qingjiu was sitting upright with a serious expression on her face despite the blazing gazes around her, the tips of her ears were red and her chest was beating so loudly that it sounded like thunder in her ears.
She moved her butt uncomfortably, but still took up her chopsticks to put delicious food into the little girl's bowl in a serious manner. However, the blush on her face became darker and darker, which made Cheng Muyan feel a little worried. Could it be that the condition was really relapsing?
?
Putting down his chopsticks, he raised his head and touched Zaizai's face, and found that it was indeed a little hot: "What's wrong with you? Your face is so hot?"
Cheng Muyan touched it inadvertently. Although the palm of her hand was as cold as jade, it felt as if Qingjiu's dough was burning because of the heat. Her cheeks bulged and she couldn't say a word.
Cheng Muyan: "???"
Reaching out to feel Qingjiu's pulse, Cheng Muyan found that the little Zaizai was in great health and there was nothing wrong with her. During this period of time, she had basically recovered by taking supplements day and night, and the damage caused by overexertion had been completely repaired. There was nothing wrong with her.
What a bad place.
"Is it too hot?" Cheng Muyan touched Qing Jiu's slightly hot forehead again and pressed it against it before putting it down.
Qingjiu's body has recovered, but this mortal body has not yet begun spiritual enlightenment cultivation. It is natural that it should not adapt to the cold and heat.
It seems that the first step in raising children is to take the little Zaizai on the journey of cultivation. Cheng Muyan held Qingjiu's hand, and the spiritual power of the meridians flowed into the other person's body as soon as he started to regulate it.
Xiao Zaizai's body, seeing that the other person's face returned to normal, Cheng Muyan sat back down to eat.
He also took good care of Qing Jiu, but it was just to help pick up the vegetables and ladle some soup, no more!
Qing Jiu refused to accept anything the little girl handed her, and ate everything cleanly. However, he turned around and began to take care of the little girl habitually.
Cheng Muyan ate as he pleased without noticing anything was wrong. Anyway, it seemed to be no different from usual food, right?
After a hearty meal, Cheng Muyan followed Qingjiu out for a walk. It was Cheng Muyan who was taking a walk. By the way, he was watching the land where Qingjiu was tending to him. Qingjiu just watered it or pulled out one or two weeds.
, just treat it as an after-meal activity.
In fact, it was quite enjoyable to watch Qing Jiu's flowing movements. It didn't take much time for the two of them to visit the entire vegetable field. They also went to look at the chickens, ducks and geese that had been returned to the cage. They didn't see anything unusual, so they took a turn.
Ready to go back.
Cheng Muyan sat down in the hammock, her crossed legs swayed with the hammock, her soft embroidered shoes were delicate and small, and as her legs swayed, the fine grass and mud stuck to the soles also swayed. Cheng Muyan took a look, and still put them
She took off her shoes and put them next to her. If the grass roots and mud were thrown into the hammock, would she still be able to sleep?
Just as she was sitting cross-legged in the hammock, ready to lie down and rest, she saw the shoes in front of her being taken away by a pair of slender hands. Out of curiosity, Cheng Muyan raised her eyebrows, but did not stop Qing Jiu's behavior. She also
Want to see what this little bastard is doing with her shoes?
I didn't do much, I just picked a branch and scraped off the fine grass and mud from the soles of my shoes.
Cheng Muyan: "..."
Looks like he's quite skilled at it. So what did Xiao Zaizai do in the past, and what was the situation like at home?
Seeing the person coming back with shoes, Cheng Muyan waved: "Let's go, go back, I'll teach you how to practice."
Cheng Muyan is just relying on his cultivation to bully others!
Cheng Mo Dao, who had just returned from wandering around for a day, saw Qing Jiu carrying Cheng Muyan on his back, and the corner of his mouth curled up unconsciously. Then he leaped into the air in the hall, spun twice and suddenly transformed into two huge Mo doors.
, but the main body went directly into the demon world to cause trouble.
Mo and Lan Mei, who had a good relationship with Cheng Mo Dao, surrounded him as soon as they saw the person coming in.
Ever since the last time Mr. Cheng came in and picked up a bloody child, the days when they could let loose every once in a while were gone. They had been locked up for more than half a year, which left every demon and blue charm in their hearts.
They were all restless and angry, and the number of fights and quarrels was increasing. Recently, there was a large-scale fight that almost killed a third of the demons and blue charms.
Now when I saw Cheng Mo Dao come in, I felt as if I had found a backbone. They swarmed up and surrounded Cheng Mo Dao. They started asking about the time of the release, how soon Mr. Cheng came in, how long it took to take us out, and who was being taken out.
What happened to the child that Mr. Cheng took away? He almost fainted with Cheng Mo Dao.
"Okay!"
The dark-haired man frowned slightly, and the noisy voices around him immediately fell silent. The silence made people feel heavy in their hearts, but no one dared to speak. Not only did they not dare to speak, they also wanted to run away!
Master Cheng is very cruel, and this guy is not a good person either!
Lord Cheng is the Little Devil, and this little devil is the follower of the Little Devil. He is even more irritable and perverse than Lord Cheng, so much so that he might even die without knowing how he died.
I haven't sorted out my mood for more than half a year, and I am a little confused because of the anger. In normal times, who would dare to be so desperate and just surround me and question him? He ran away before seeing anyone.
Already.
Cheng Mo Dao rubbed his face, handed the last big fat duck hidden on his body to the nearest demons, and said in a rather impatient tone: "Okay, we have to tell you when we go out."
"Take it and share it." He threw the duck to a few people and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly he thought of something. He turned around and looked at a group of quails that seemed to be shrinking and didn't dare to move.
Lan Mei was also a little unhappy: "Throw the demons and Lan Mei who have been causing the most trouble recently into the devil's cave."