Chapter 870 Whose Child

"No." Mo Ye said, glanced at her, and said, "I'm not worried."

"Then you want to come with me?" Tangning was slightly surprised, "Are you all right? Don't you need to go back to the sect?"

"Nothing has happened recently." He said, and after taking her back to the inn, he said, "Have a good rest tonight, and I will accompany you where you are going tomorrow, and I will ask you to be next door, if anything happens Just call me." With that, he left the room and helped her close the door.

Seeing this, Tangning didn't bother anymore. After she ordered some water and took a shower, she slipped into the bed with only her underwear on. She fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, but Mo Ye next door, a I tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep.

Early the next morning, Tangning left the room early. Seeing that Mo Ye had not woken up, she ordered some food downstairs and sat at the table eating.

Maybe I have never seen such a small and good-looking little monk. People on the first floor who had breakfast all stared at the little monk and talked about it from time to time.

"Look at this little monk, he looks really delicate."

"That's right, the skin is pink and tender, the facial features are good-looking, and the big smart eyes are really cute, I don't know whose child, such a cute and cute child, how can I let him be a child monk."

"Look at that little guy, he eats pork buns with shredded chicken porridge."

"Hehehe, look at his fleshy little hands, and the baby fat on his little face. If he were a vegetarian, he probably wouldn't have grown so well."

Tangning pretended not to hear what they were talking about her, but lowered her head and looked at herself while eating. When she looked at her little hand, it was indeed a fleshy paw, and she felt heartbroken!

Her slender hands, with ten slender and pointed fingers, turned into small fleshy claws. However, she jumped into the hole she dug herself, and she had to swallow back her heart.

"Child, are you a little monk?" a monk asked with a smile, walking over and sitting in front of Tangning.

"Do you think I'm a little monk?" Tangning asked back. She peeled a boiled egg and took a bite. As she ate the food, her little mouth moved loudly, like a little squirrel. The cultivator couldn't help but soften his eyes.

"I've traveled so many places, but I've never seen a child as good-looking and cute as you, what's your name?" the monk asked, reaching out to touch the little monk's bald but shiny head .

Tangning stepped back and avoided the hand he was reaching out to. After her little mouth quickly swallowed the egg, she said in that soft and cute little milky voice, "Don't touch my head."

"Your head is so cleanly shaved, it looks slippery and shiny, isn't it oiled?" the monk asked amusingly, staring at the little monk's shiny head.

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 came over.

Tangning glanced at the woman and said, "No, men and women are not allowed to kiss." She wasn't someone who could hug him if he wanted to. As for Mo Ye, that guy killed him first without her consent.

When Mo Ye went out of the room, he saw several people talking around the small man at the dining table downstairs. Seeing that scene, his eyes darkened and he strode down.