"Where's the pastry? I'm going to eat it!"

Jing Ge, a snack picker, moved his nose a few times, smelled the aroma of food, and quickly ran over.

Bai Yeling turned around, coldly swept a group of peeping men behind him, and after scaring these people into a mess, he took a few big strides to catch up with Jing Ge who was running in front.

"Isn't that Demon Venerable and Jing Ge?" Chu Xiaojie was holding a roast duck leg in his hand, his mouth was full of greasy, and he saw Jing Ge and Bai Yeling walking in front at a glance.

He took Meng Feifei and Ye Eleven out to play today, but he didn't expect to meet Jing Ge and Demon Venerable when he walked on the street.

"The two of them came out to play together?Wow, Xiao Ge'er is so unkind, I asked her these days, but she didn't pay attention to me, but now she came out to play with other men, and she was treated differently, I was sad. ”

The little fat man said that he wanted to lie in Meng Feifei's arms and cry.

Meng Feifei dodged in disgust.

The little fat man still wanted to pounce.

"Bang. Meng Feifei directly showed the woodcutter.

With a good-looking and sunny face, he said, "If you dare to pounce again and touch me a little bit with your greasy paws, I will chop off your claws." ”

The little fat man looked at the rusty woodcutter, thinking of how Meng Feifei usually used this very tattered-looking knife to frantically output a murderous appearance, and swallowed his saliva nervously, and his strong desire to survive made him take two steps back.

"I'm just talking, don't be nervous. ”

When Meng Feifei heard this, he took back the woodcutter.

The little fat man tore a piece of meat and looked forward again.

"Wouldn't your master and Lord Demon Venerable be compatible?" he asked, the gossip factor in his eyes jumping wildly.

"It's not. ”

"Yes. ”

The little fat man stood in the middle of Meng Feifei and Night Eleven.

While answering no, answering yes at the same time.

But the voices of the two just overlapped, so that Chu Xiaojie couldn't tell who said who said no.

He looked to the left and the right for a while, and swallowed the roast duck meat in his mouth: "Say it again?"

Night Eleven and Meng Feifei tacitly chose to ignore the little fat man.

"Wow, don't you all pay attention to me? The little fat man wiped his hands and wanted to rush forward.

Night Eleven moved quickly, and when the little fat man just took a step, he quickly pulled him back.

"Why, can't you go?" the little fat man looked innocent.

"If you don't want to die an unknown death, don't go there. Night Eleven suggested sincerely.

"Wow, why? Could it be that if I go over now, will your Demon Venerable kill me?" the little fat man shrunk his barely visible neck and rolled his eyes innocently.

"In short, if you don't go over, you don't go over, I'm here for your good. Night Eleven said.

Meng Feifei kept staring at his own master who walked into the sweet cake shop with Bai Yeling in the distance, twisting his eyebrows and falling into thought.

"Hey, Feifei, do you know that your master and Lord Demon Venerable are concubines?" After Chu Xiaojie was frightened by Ye Eleven, he sneaked to Meng Feifei's side and stood far away from Ye Eleven.

He had a gut feeling that he couldn't afford to mess with Night Eleven.

The master and servant both gave him a very bad feeling, and instinctively didn't dare to get too close.

"I don't know. Meng Feifei shook his head.

He was tempted to say no.

But he and the master have not known each other for a long time, and they don't know what happened to the master before this, and then think about the special care that the Demon Venerable takes care of the master, Meng Feifei feels that this is likely to be true.