1138 Seemingly Affectionate
Cult Master Ding speechlessly watched this pantomime from the side. This little fellow could could understand it?
He pressed his lips together, a faint light flickering in his bright, seductive eyes.
However, it was good like this too. The longer the little fellow was held up here, Mo Lian, that guy, might have already kicked the bucket by the time she returned. Therefore, that bullsh*t crown prince consort title would automatically cease to exist, hehe.
On the side, the egg also snickered. "You d*mn cyan bird. You think that she is able to understand your gestures? She is just a dummy right now…"
"You're the dummy! You were a dummy for all your eight lives!" Qingluan and the little white squirrel were simultaneously turned around and roared in anger against a common enemy.
"Egg, when our little masta awakens, she will definitely put you in order, just you wait." The little white squirrel harrumphed.
"What egg? Who is an egg! This one already said that he is a bloodfire deity!!"
Bloodfire my *ss, you are still an egg!
Qingluan and the little white squirrel both turned their faces aside in disdain.
By this time, Qiao Mu had reacted, trotting over to Cult Master Ding's side with small steps.
Smiling bewitchingly, Cult Master Ding went up to hold Qiao Mu's hand. "Look at how wooden-headed you are. I will call you Lil' Blockhead from now on."
Even so, Lil' Blockhead very bluntly threw aside his hand, instinctually patting the sleeve he had caught. Her distaste was evident from her actions.
"Ahahahaha!" The egg cracked up.
He finally found a human that the little lass disdained even more than himself!
This caused the egg to retrieve a bit of his confidence.
Look, this deity isn't the one the little lass detests the most!
The next second, Qiao Mu recalled the madly cackling egg into her inner world.
"Stinkin' lass, quickly let me out!" The bloodfire phoenix egg shouted in frustration inside her mind.
Contracted mystic beasts could communicate with their masters inside their mental conscious pool.
The little fat squirrel rolled about in laughter, unable to resist provoking, "Master disdains you, disdains you!"
Qiao Mu put out her hand, simultaneously recalling Qingluan and the little squirrel into her inner world.
She then turned to "look at" Cult Master Ding, her intent self-evident.
Lead the way!
Cult Master Ding hadn't expected a beast would really be able to communicate with her perfectly, especially using his random series of gestures.
He stroked his chin with his hand and consented with a nod, "Alright, alright, I'll bring you over."
After saying this, he mischievously tried to touch her small hand again, yet he was resolutely disdained once again.
Sigh…
Cult Master Ding sighed. The little lady was spurning him out of instinct!
What to do?
If he had known, then he wouldn't have captured her mother back then to replace her. Look at how much the little fellow disliked him right now.
"Brother… Big Brother Ding." Suddenly, a timid voice came from the trees.
Ding Yun turned around in astonishment, where he saw Xin Yu'er standing not far from him. She looked at him aggrievedly while lightly biting her lower lip.
Cult Master Ding shuddered all over for no reason.
Xin Yu'er was originally his old mother's adopted daughter, but he had no idea why she had suddenly turned into his fiancée several years ago!
When the manor made the pronouncement, he almost thought that his ears were playing tricks on him at the beginning. It was only after confirming several times did he realize that his old mother was actually serious about it.
So terrifying! He was a prodigal of the pugilistic world that frequented the pleasure quarters. Did he need such a terrifying thing as a fiancée? It was completely unnecessary, okay!
These past two years, Xin Yu'er would look at him with this "you bullied me" gaze every time. Her riveted stare truly raised all the hairs on his body!
