Chapter 817

At this moment, Qiao Mu was looking at the crying bald boy with a headache on his face, and feebly raised his hand to touch his bald head.

"Don't cry." Qiao Mu sighed, reached out to hug him on his lap, and patted his back, "You monks cry too."

"Monks are also human beings, and of course they will cry when they feel unhappy!" The little monk retorted childishly, "Female benefactor, do you know your mistake?"

The corner of Qiao Mu's mouth twitched slightly, she knew what was wrong.

"You promised my master to take care of me! But since you entered the city, you left me in the house, and you never even came to see me." The more the little bald man spoke, the more sad he became, crying sobbingly.

Qiao Mu was at a loss, and raised his hand to pat his head, "Okay, okay, don't cry. I'm busy these two days!"

The little bald man bit his sleeve and whimpered, "I'm starving to death, benefactor."

"Call me sister!" The female benefactor called Nima, her eyelids trembled when she heard it...

The little bald head cried earth-shatteringly.

Qiao Mu resisted the urge to flee through the door, and with a wave of his hand, he took out a juicy peach from the inner world and stuffed it into his arms, "Okay, don't cry, this will be your compensation."

The little bald head hugged Taozi sobbingly, raised his watery eyes, and asked pitifully, "Just one? Not enough."

"What have you been doing these days?" Qiao Mu rolled his eyes, took out two plates of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of rice from the food box, and asked, "Do you want to eat braised pork?"

The little monk's face was flushed red, he closed his eyes hastily, hugged Taozi and waved his hands, "Don't eat, don't eat, take away!"

Qiao Mu laughed at him, "You little monk, it's clear that the six sense organs are not clean. I didn't take any of them, so you dare not look at them, and you might as well take them out. You can eat them happily."

"Female benefactor, you don't want to say that!" The little monk opened his cute eyes and stared at Qiao Mu angrily.

"Isn't it! If you don't have meat in your heart, you can't see meat in your eyes. When you eat meat, you are only eating vegetables. If you have meat in your heart, you can eat white radish as meat!" Qiao Mu picked up his chopsticks angrily. The radish blocked the mouth of the little monk who wanted to justify.

"What? I haven't eaten for two days, are you going to go on a hunger strike?"

"No. The vegetarian dishes they make don't suit the little monk's taste at all!" The little monk swallowed a mouthful of white radish, his face flushed with anger, "Female benefactor, don't hug me anymore!"

As soon as Prince Mo entered the room, he happened to hear this sentence, and with a flick of his body, he lifted the little guy up.

The little monk's limp hands and feet trembled, and he struggled to get off the ground. A pair of dark eyes stared at Mo Lian angrily.

"This benefactor, you are too rude! Put down the little monk quickly, or you will regret it."

"Oh? Tell me, how do you regret it?" Mo Lian pursed her lips, and glanced at the little monk lightly.

The little monk stared straight and round eyes, with an angry expression on his face, "Young monk is going to pee!"

"Pfft..." Qiao Mu was amused by the big and small ones.

Mo Lian turned to look at her, her phoenix eyes suddenly lit up.

For the sake of the little monk making Qiao Qiao amused, I don't care about him.

As soon as Mo Lian let go, she saw the little monk running towards Qiao Mu, "The benefactor, take me to pee."

Mo Lian wanted to slap this brat to death...

The corner of Qiao Mu's lips stained with a smile froze instantly.