After thinking about it, he spoke.

"Isn't it better to throw clothes on your face than to paste them on your head?"

Qinghui was stunned for a few seconds, reacted, and looked up expressionlessly.

He turned his little head sideways.

The subtext is obvious: Are you going to give it a try?

Mu Ruojin: Tsk, it's really fierce.

But there was a smile in his eyes.

***

Because the afternoon trip was delayed for too long.

Naturally, there is no time to go to the monster management department today.

In the evening, the head of the monster management department called in person and briefly explained the situation.

The other party looked very hasty when he left Mu Ruojin's villa, but after staying away from the villa area, several people calmed down.

Presumably, there will be some bad punishment for revealing one's own sources.

The other party insisted that it was the news he got from Mu Ruojin's company.

However, after an afternoon of investigation, as the same pastor Ruojin said.

Everyone in the Mu clan is busy like a spinning top, like their boss, thinking about making money all day long, and has no interest in other things, and even loves small animals, and has no contact with this kind of person at all, and there is no time and opportunity to issue such a task.

And in the midst of an afternoon of intense and sustained questioning, it was not for nothing.

At least he broke through the other party's psychological defense line and obtained some numerical numbers of some records that were originally unique to the monster management department, which are some numerical data established by the monster management bureau to facilitate the recording.

So from this point, it is enough to understand that the information was indeed revealed from the Youkai Administration.

Mu Ruojin was not surprised by this situation, but replied lightly that it would pass in a few days when he had time, and he didn't mention anything else.

Seeing that it was also very late, it was not good to say anything over there, but I just answered and deducted the phone.

It's late at night.

The man in the dressing gown leaned back on the balcony seat, playing with a cigarette in his hand, but only in his hand, but not smoking.

His eyes glanced in the direction of the bedroom.

The bedroom was empty.

The corners of Mu Ruojin's lips pursed slightly.

Thinking about the situation when he had just driven Qinghui to sleep in the bedroom next to him.

It was a panda cub before, and he didn't feel anything yet.

And before that, he had been sleeping with the panda cubs, and he didn't feel too much.

Now, it's time to go to bed.

Looking at the other party's petite one, it looks like although it is small, but it is indeed an adult.

In any case, it is definitely impossible for him to continue to sleep like this little girl without knowing it.

I had an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Besides, he was old after all, and according to the age of the human race, he might be the ancestor of this little girl.

It's just that the demon clan doesn't look at age, but looks at strength, which is still very different from humans.

But his cub has just come of age.

There is also a milky feeling in the milk.

The ignorant seem to understand nothing.

You may not even know what it's like to sleep together.

But he knew that what little conscience he had left was condemning him, saying that he couldn't be so fowl||||Beast, thinking of this, Mu Ruojin exhaled slightly, and put the cigarette he was playing with in his mouth in his mouth.