Chapter 462: Sir Alex Ferguson's cousin (2)

"Mengmeng." Mu Qingge called out as soon as he stood on the ground in the space.
In an instant, a little bit flew from a distance, rushed directly into Mu Qingge's arms, and said aggrieved: "Hey, hey, don't be cute anymore, just be with that big devil."
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: "Lord Yin, you are not allowed to refuse anyone."
"When did I say I don't want you?" Mu Qingge frowned.
Mengmeng lowered her head, pointed her fingers, and muttered aggrievedly: "I saw everything last night. You and the big devil are rolling around on the bed, looking so happy."
Mu Qingge's cheeks suddenly burst red, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.
As soon as he grasped his hand, he pinched Mengmeng in his palm, and said fiercely: "Dare you peep at me?"
"I, I didn't mean it on purpose! People are worried about you, for fear that you will be bullied by the big devil. After the big deal, the baby will not look at it! Bad master silver!" Mengmeng shouted aggrievedly.
"Why do you call him the Great Demon King?" Mu Qingge asked, frowning.
"Huh. Baby don't say it!" Mengmeng arrogantly turned her head and snorted coldly.
Mu Qingge narrowed his eyes dangerously, and increased his strength in his hands: "Don't tell me?"
"Ahhhh! It hurts the baby! Bad Lord Silver!" Mengmeng struggled to resist, but couldn't reverse the fact that Mu Qingge was her master, so the counterattack was invalidated.
"Hey, the baby said that the baby said, the master silver will let go." In the end, Mengmeng had to beg for mercy.
Mu Qingge let go, but didn't completely let go. "Quickly, why call him the Great Demon King."
Mengmeng curled her lips aggrievedly: "Because the baby feels that he is very, very powerful, and he has such a strong blood, I really don’t know how many people have been killed with such a strong blood. The baby also feels that his blood is cold."
Mengmeng's words made Mu Qingge's brows frown even tighter.
Is there blood on Si Mo? How can she not feel it. Every time he appeared, Si Mo was in an elegant white robe, spotlessly clean, like an immortal. There was a faint smell on his body, but it was not bloody. What else did Mengmeng say, his blood is cold.
"You can't make a mistake, right?" Mu Qingge frowned and asked, his tone a little suspicious.
Mengmeng proudly akimbo her hips and said angrily: "The main silver can disbelieve, but you can't doubt Mengmeng's ability!"
"What is your ability?" Mu Qingge asked with a strange expression.
Mengmeng was taken aback for a moment, then realized what Mu Qingge meant, and immediately ran away: "I hate the main silver! The main silver is the worst!"
Mu Qingge was irritated by her quarrel, and threw her away. I dug my ears with my little finger, and asked impatiently: "You asked me to come in just to say this?"
"Of course not!" Mengmeng's voice, from far to near, appeared in front of Mu Qingge's eyes instantly.
She stared at Mu Qingge angrily, but in the next second she lay on her shoulders, napping affectionately, and said coquettishly: "Mengmeng wants to dominate the silver."
Mu Qingge twitched the corner of his mouth and said clearly, "Did you finish off the pill again?"
Mengmeng raised her small fleshy face, and nodding vigorously with small stars shining in her big watery eyes.
The pills that Mu Qingge gave Mengmeng as sugar pills were all quantitative. She collected the rest of the medicine in the alchemy room, and Mengmeng did not dare to steal it.
Mu Qingge thought for a while, and she has been busy recently, and indeed forgot to make alchemy for Mengmeng.