Chapter 462: Grandpa’s Cousin (2)

"Mengmeng." Mu Qingge called out as soon as she stood on the ground of the space.

In an instant, a little one flew over from a distance, rushed directly into Mu Qingge's arms, and said aggrievedly: "Hey, Lord Yin Subusu, don't be so cute, you want to be with that big demon king."

Mu Qingge picked her up, shook her in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "What are you talking about? What big devil?"

Mengmeng sniffed aggrievedly, with tears in her eyes: "My lord, you mustn't let him go."

"When did I say I don't want you?" Mu Qingge frowned slightly.

Mengmeng lowered her head, pointed at her fingers, and muttered aggrievedly: "I saw what happened last night. You and the big devil rolled around on the bed, looking so happy."

Mu Qingge's cheeks flushed instantly, and the corners of her mouth twitched hard twice.

As soon as he grabbed it, he squeezed Mengmeng into his palm, and said in a fierce tone: "Do you dare to spy on me?"

"I, I didn't do it on purpose! People are worried about you, because they are afraid that you will be bullied by the big devil. In the worst case, the cute baby will not look at it in the future! The bad boss!" Mengmeng shouted aggrieved loudly.

"Why do you call him the Great Demon King?" Mu Qingge frowned and asked.

"Hmph. Baby don't say anything!" Mengmeng turned her head arrogantly and snorted coldly.

Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes dangerously, and increased her strength in her hands: "Don't say?"

"Ahhh! It hurts the baby so badly! Bad Lord Yin!" Mengmeng struggled to resist, but she couldn't reverse the fact that Mu Qingge was her master, so all her counterattacks were ineffective.

"Hey, the baby said the baby said it, the master silver let go." In the end, Mengmeng had no choice but to beg for mercy.

Mu Qingge let go, but didn't let go completely. "Quickly tell me why you call him the Great Demon King."

Mengmeng pouted aggrievedly: "Because the baby feels that he is very powerful, and there is a strong smell of blood on his body. I really don't know how many people have killed him to have such a strong smell of blood. The baby also feels that his blood is cold."

Mengmeng's words made Mu Qingge's brows wrinkle even tighter.

Si Mo smelled of blood? How could she not feel it. Every time he appeared, Si Mo was dressed in elegant white robes, spotlessly clean, like an exile. There is a faint smell on his body, but it doesn't smell like blood. What else did Mengmeng say, his blood was cold.

"You can't make a mistake, right?" Mu Qingge asked with a frown, a little suspicious.

Mengmeng proudly put her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "You can disbelieve the boss, but you can't doubt Mengmeng's ability!"

"What's your ability?" Mu Qingge asked with a strange expression.

Mengmeng was taken aback for a moment before realizing the meaning of Mu Qingge's words, and immediately ran away: "I hate the master silver! The master silver is the worst!"

Mu Qingge was annoyed by her noise, so she threw her out. He dug his ear with his little finger, and asked impatiently, "You asked me to come in just to say these things?"

"Of course not!" Mengmeng's voice came from far to near, and it appeared in front of Mu Qingge in an instant.

She stared at Mu Qingge angrily, but in the next second she lay on her shoulder, rubbed it affectionately, and said coquettishly: "Mengmeng misses the master."

The corner of 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.

The pills that Mu Qingge gave Mengmeng as sugar pills were all quantitative. She kept the rest of the pills in the alchemy room, and Mengmeng didn't dare to steal them.

Mu Qingge thought about it, she has been busy recently, and indeed forgot to make alchemy for Mengmeng.