He paused and looked at me in astonishment.

"You know this bastard?" I looked at him with a strange look on his face, and asked.

He looked at me like a demented person: "Have you seen him?" ”

I smiled sassyly: "Since he can marry twenty or thirty ladies and is the boss of the demon clan, he doesn't need to see it in person, this god will know that he must be a hooligan with a mouth and fangs, a yellow face and a weak kidney." ”

His expression was stunned, and he couldn't tell the joy or sorrow.

I carefully reviewed the sad and joyful expression on his face, and then looked at his peach-like face in the sparse moonlight...... Suddenly, a guess struck the sky and thundered straight through the heavenly spirit cover:

This young man is so handsome and so thin! Could it be—

Could it be that Meng Ze's little bastard's wife?!!

I looked at him again in a panic: the skin was clean and white, the fingers were slender and fair, and the water-colored robe was comfortable and elegant......

This, this, this!

"You can't really be his ......?!"

Before I could finish speaking, I bumped into the look he looked down at me, and his pansy eyes showed some sadness and anger: "I am." ”

“……”

I suddenly felt the thunder rolling in the sky above my head, gathering around my Heavenly Spirit Cover and exploding with a loud bang.

He ...... He simply admitted that he was Meng Ze's bastard's wife?!

This god suddenly felt that the world was unpredictable, and looked up at the sky in despair. I couldn't help but greet Meng Ze fiercely in my heart: Your grandfather's is really not a thing. It's just that you marry a woman, and you don't even let go of a man from his grandmother......

After greeting Meng Ze, he saw that he was about to walk out of the palace gate.

The god deity helped the jade crown on his head and hurriedly followed.

The sparse moonlight sprinkled on his water-colored silk shirt, the night breeze lifted the moonlight, and the light breeze passed, and his slightly thin figure looked a little hazy and thin, which made people feel a little distressed.

I subconsciously feel that Meng Ze treats him badly, but this is also obvious, in addition to the "Wen'er" in the sleeve pocket of this god, the amorous Meng Ze Xuanjun also has Mrs. Twentieth or Thirtle, I don't know how much status he has in Meng Ze's heart, and I don't know how much Meng Ze's bastard can spare some heart to accompany him and treat him well.

The night breeze was slightly cool, I put away the bone fan, secretly rubbed my sleeves, and then made up my mind to step forward and say side by side with him: "Looking at your appearance, I know that you are not doing well." If you're fed up with this life, you're ...... Just follow me. Although the house in the depths of my galaxy is not big, it is not as magnificent as this Xuanluo Palace, and there are only two wings, but ......"

He smiled coldly, half-narrowed his peach blossom eyes and asked me, "But what?" ”

I patted him on the shoulder, looked at him and said seriously, "But if you go, this god can build a room for you with your own hands." ”

He looked bitter on his face, but he still rejected me on his lips: "Still no, I'm used to living here." ”

But in my eyes, his description is: the baby is bitter, but the baby doesn't say it.

So, the compassion in the heart of this god, and the innate maternal love of women are like a big river, can't help rolling in, I grabbed his arm, moved: "Don't worry, this god's immortal power is not too weak, and I will definitely protect you with all my strength." ”

He pulled out his arm and walked forward with an awkward expression: "...... I don't need anyone to take care of me. ”

Belch...... Did this god venerable say that protecting him hurt his self-esteem?