Chapter 870: Whose child

"No." Mo Ye said, glanced at her, and said, "I don't worry."
"Then you want to follow me?" Tangning was slightly surprised, "Are you okay if you are idle? Don't you need to return to the sect?"
"Nothing happened recently." He said, and after taking her back to the inn, he said: "I will take a good rest tonight. I will accompany you where you are going tomorrow. I want you next door. If there is anything wrong. Just call me." With that, she left the room and helped her close the door.
Seeing this, Tangning didn’t bother anymore. After calling for water and taking a bath, she went to bed wearing only her underwear. She fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, but it was Mo Ye next door. I can't fall asleep tossing about at night.
Early the next morning, Tangning left the room early. Seeing that Mo Ye hadn't gotten up, he ordered some food downstairs and sat at the table to eat.
Perhaps I have never seen such a small and beautiful little monk. The people who used breakfast on the first floor stared at the little monk and talked about it from time to time.
"Look at this little monk, his appearance is really delicate."
"That's right, the skin is tender and tender, the facial features are beautiful, and the big smart eyes are really cute. I don't know who is a child, such a cute and cute child, how can he be willing to be a little boy? Monk."
"Look at that little guy, he eats meat buns with sliced ​​chicken and porridge."
"Hehehe, look at his fleshy little hands and the baby fat on his little face. If he is a vegetarian, he probably won't grow so well."
Tangning pretended not to hear them talking about her. Instead, she lowered her head and ate to herself. She looked at her little hand again, it was indeed a fleshy paw, and she felt sad!
Her slender hands and ten-pointed slender fingers have just turned into a small fleshy claw, but the pit she dug, she jumped in by herself, no matter how sad, she has to swallow.
"Child, are you a little monk?" a monk asked with a smile, and walked over to sit down in front of Tangning.
"Do you think I'm a little monk?" Tangning asked back, peeling another boiled egg and taking a bite. Her little mouth started to eat and swelled like a little squirrel. The monk couldn't help but his eyes softened.
"I've walked so many places, and haven't seen a beautiful and cute child like you. What is your name?" the monk asked, reaching out to touch the little monk's bald but shiny head .
Tang Ning stepped back, avoiding the hand he had stretched out, and after her little mouth quickly swallowed the egg, she said in her soft and cute little milk voice: "Don't touch my head."
"Your head is really shaved, it looks slippery and shiny, isn't it?" The monk asked amusedly, staring at the shiny head of the little monk.
He has also seen some monks, but he has never seen their bald heads so bright.
"Little monk, you look really cute, can you give me a hug?" a woman asked with a smile, and walked over.
Tang Ning glanced at the woman, and said: "No, men and women are not allowed to be married." She is not someone who can hold her. As for Mo Ye, the guy cut first and then played without her consent.
When Mo Ye left the room, he saw several people talking at the dining table downstairs, surrounded by small people, his eyes sinking slightly when he saw that scene, and he strode off.