"Okay, just stay for one night, and you'll have to leave tomorrow!" said to the little beggar at the door of the villa.

The bottom line is that this thing is used to break, Meng He doesn't want to see such a little girl sleeping on the street, although this city has something that is almost impossible for him to have a crime at the guardian level, but if you think about it, a little girl, sleeping on the road, feels pitiful when you think about it!

"Uh-huh!" the little beggar nodded happily with his head, regardless of whether he had it or not.

Opening the door, Meng He led the little beggar to his room, took out a can of pineapple-flavored juice from the refrigerator, opened it, and took a sip and sat on the sofa very appropriately.

It's just that the little beggar sitting in the living room stared at him intently, making him a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't say anything, for fear that the little beggar would cry, make trouble and hang himself, fortunately Yang Xue had something to go out today, and she wouldn't come back tonight, otherwise Meng He would have to take her to the hotel.

Meng He didn't want to care about the little beggar, but he had to take an inch, secretly ran behind the sofa, staring intently at the juice in Meng He's hand, his eyes were full of desire, which made Meng He a little unbearable. The juice he drank was called pineapple beer, which was actually a kind of beer, and thinking that the little beggar had just eaten so much barbecue, his mouth must be thirsty, so he put the juice on the coffee table and walked to the refrigerator to get her a bottle of juice without alcohol. "You wait, I'll get you some drink. ”

"Eh, what flavor do you like to drink?" opened the refrigerator, Meng He turned his head to look at the position of the sofa, and was about to interrogate the little beggar's opinion, but he saw a scene that made him smack, and the man climbed onto the sofa and drank his pineapple beer with his hands wrapped in his sleeves.

"I'll go, here's what I just drank, and there's my saliva on it!

No, that's not the point, the point is that you drink it if you know what it is?"

The little beggar looks small, otherwise no one would have misunderstood Meng Er just now......

Hurriedly ran over and snatched the can from the little beggar's hand, and shook it, good fellow, the whole can was drunk, although the pineapple beer essence content was low, but it was also wine, and the other party had wet her only clothes because he drank it too quickly.

Seeing that the little beggar was less than fifteen or sixteen years old, Meng He suspected that she was just a child, and when she put on the school uniform, you said that she was a junior high school student, and everyone believed her, and the preconceived Meng He immediately scolded the little beggar.

The little beggar should have never drunk alcohol, and the hangover enzymes that decompose alcohol in his body are also very scarce, and his face turned red after a while, his eyes were blurred and drunk, and he laughed stupidly when he heard Meng Ji's scolding.

"Yes, I was originally a 'little Hanako' but now I'm a 'little drunkard'. Meng Ji shook his head helplessly and hugged her aside, inevitably touching some special parts, plus Feng Ling exhaled like an orchid and teased the beast in Meng Ji's heart.

"Forget it, you go take a shower first, and I'll find you a few clothes. ”

The little beggar's clothes have been wet with wine, not to mention uncomfortable to wear, and the smell is still unpleasant, and the people are really dirty, but fortunately, there is only some dust on the body, and there is no so-called special smell.

"Stand here and don't move. Meng Ji asked the little beggar to stand up straight, and went into Su Ya's wardrobe to find clothes she could wear.

However, Meng He underestimated the little beggar, and while he was looking for clothes, the little beggar jumped directly on the bed and rolled over, and the white sheets were soon covered with a layer of dust.

"Gotta wait and change the sheets!"

Meng Ji's heart is really tired, if he can, he really is

I think the little beggar threw it out, but since he had already brought people back, he could only bear it himself, and people wouldn't listen to him anyway.

I threw a few clothes suitable for the little beggar to the bed, and was about to take her to the bathroom, but when I turned my head, I found that there were suddenly two more ink marks on my white shirt, on which were written two special characters that Meng He could not understand.

"Feng ...... Spirit...... My name is Feng Ling. The little beggar said with a smirk.

"Pineapple? ”

Pushed Feng Ling into the bathroom, taught her how to use it, put her clothes in a dry position, and Meng He walked out and closed the door.

"Wash it up and come out again!"

I sat on the sofa with a copy of Shakespeare in my hand and read it, this book was given to him by Arthur Wang, so I read it when I was bored.

But after watching it for a while, it won't be interesting, Meng He changed another book of Journey to the West, which he found from the parallel world, I heard that it is still one of the four famous novels, it is always right to know more, maybe when I will travel through the past, it is always good to know the plot in advance.

When he saw his daughter's country, Meng He's brows tightened, and said: "Tang Seng is this coercion, if you like it, you can go to it, don't care what precepts and rules he has, go to his mother's Xitian Avenue, and say that if there is an afterlife, if you become a Buddha, there will be a fart in the afterlife!"

A few minutes later, there was a sudden sound of the door opening in the bathroom, and Meng He looked over curiously.

Feng Ling walked out of the bathroom barefoot, and the originally dirty little Hanako became a very beautiful little sister.

There are still a few strings of water droplets hanging on the delicate and slender legs, which look very attractive, even if Meng He doesn't have that hobby, at this moment, he has to say that Feng Ling's legs are very beautiful.

Moving her eyes up, the white shirt was worn by her into a miniskirt, which made people want to explore the mystery under the sleeves, the long hair and shoulders Feng Ling wiped the wet hair with a blank face, but this picture aroused the primitive protection of human beings even more, not to mention that the palm-sized baby face with the figure of a junior high school student is like a little cute little watery and smart, right?

Meng He swallowed his saliva, there was a demon in his heart who told him how to do it, and another angel was stopping the demon's words, and finally the angel won, Meng He broke into the bathroom, turned on the shower and poured it on his head, extinguishing the bad thoughts in his heart.

"She's still a child!"

After suppressing the rugged thoughts in his heart, Meng He took a shower and changed into clean clothes before walking out: "Feng Ling, you can sleep in bed tonight!"

Meng Ji felt that as a man, he should do this, but when he turned his head, he saw Jing Li curled up on the sofa and had fallen asleep peacefully.

Feng Ling is not tall, lying on the sofa and there is nothing to restrain her hands and feet, Meng He smiled helplessly, and then found a blanket to cover her, although this world is now in the hot summer, but the temperature difference between day and night is large, Meng He is also afraid that Feng Ling will catch a cold.

After doing this, Meng He walked into the bedroom and sat cross-legged on the bed, he was already used to replacing sleep with cultivation, although now he had little strength left, but this did not prevent him from cultivating again?

All things were running rapidly under his deliberate operation, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was quickly plundered by Meng He, entering his body from the pores of his body, and turning into his own power under compression.

Not long after cultivating, Meng He suddenly felt another warm fragrant nephrite suddenly leaning over, hugging him tightly, and after a little guessing, he guessed that it should be Feng Ling who climbed into his bed, but

Except for being surprised at first, he didn't feel anything, and he didn't sleep anyway, so he wasn't afraid that something would go wrong.

Meng He continued to cultivate, but this time a powerful force poured into his body from Feng Ling's body, this power was extremely pure, and it could be directly absorbed almost without refining, allowing his strength to recover quickly.

This discovery made Meng He very happy, and immediately increased his cultivation speed, and his body turned into a small whirlpool, but the energy provided by Feng Ling was endless, and it was not weakened at all, and the pleasure of the rapid increase in strength made him want to stop, and for the first time he found that cultivation was also a very comfortable thing.

Originally, his cultivation was still in the seal of his soul, but this body that was reborn in the Douluo Continent gradually became stronger, although there was still a long way to go from the cultivation of the main body, but at least, now he had the power to protect himself.

When he woke up the next day, his soul power cultivation was stable at level forty, and as a piece of oriental purple qi was sucked into his pupils, his cultivation also stopped.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that he didn't know when he actually got into the quilt and lay down, Feng Ling was lying there opposite, and the soft sunlight sprinkled on her, as if she was covered with a mysterious veil, slightly trembling eyelashes, and a small cherry mouth, which made Meng Ji's heart a little uneasy, and took out his mobile phone to record this moment.

After the photo was taken, Meng He found that Feng Ling had not woken up yet, and an inexplicable force drove his head to slowly approach, and then kissed her on the forehead.

As soon as he kissed Feng Lingmeng, he scolded himself in his heart for being a brute, and he would have that kind of mind for such a young girl, he really deserved to be beaten.

Thinking of this, Meng He hurriedly got out of bed and prepared a loving breakfast for Feng Ling.

This time the cultivation seemed to take a lot of time, but in fact it was only one night.

When I opened the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator, Meng He was dumbfounded, what if there was only one egg left in it?

In the end, Meng He made a bowl of instant noodles for Feng Ling, and then fried the eggs into a loving heart and served it to the table.

Jingli drooled as soon as he smelled the fragrance, during which Mu Zi's attention never left the pair of tender white long legs, and secretly scolded himself and opened another bucket of instant noodles, however, there was no seasoning package in it.

Secretly said that the unlucky Meng He gave up the plan to eat breakfast, and sat there quietly looking at Feng Ling, she was beautiful and delicious, so watching her eat might not be hungry.

"Why don't you eat it?" Feng Ling, who was about to eat eggs, looked at him suspiciously and asked, his voice crisp and faintly teasing Meng Ji's heart.

"It's okay, I'm not hungry, my stomach won't be hungry when I see you eating deliciously!" Meng He said with a smile, he wouldn't admit that it was because he had no food at home.

Hearing this, Meng He wrinkled his nose, took two chopsticks to divide the eggs on the table in half, picked up the larger one and said in a childlike tone: "The delicious food should be shared with everyone...... Ahh

Meng Ji smiled, feeling a warm atmosphere permeating the air, and opened his mouth to let Feng Ling feed the eggs to himself.

With the aroma and heat of the food, Meng Ji ate the egg, Feng Ling seemed to feel that he had done something very great, and said with a smirk: "One person and half." ”

After breakfast, Mu Meng turned on the TV for Feng Ling, asked her to find her favorite programs, and she was ready to choose the world she had traversed.

"Eh, this is good, there is a cultivation system, the key is that I am still a little familiar, it's just you, but the power setting needs to be changed. ”