"Young Master! Your meal is ready. The butler's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in!" The little boy was still sitting in his chair, looking at the door.

The door opened, and the butler walked in with a huge plate. "Young Master! You're in a good mood! As he spoke, he laid the food on the table one by one.

"Uh-huh! A funny thing comes to mind. Butler, go down first! I'm going to eat by myself today, and you'll clean up after half an hour. The little boy looked at the butler, and stood by as he always waited.

"Done! Then I'll be busy first, and someone will call me if something happens. ”

The little boy nodded. "Good!"

The butler bowed, walked out the door, and closed the door with his hand.

When the butler walked away, the little flying squirrel jumped in front of the roast crispy pig, and saliva trickled out of his mouth and dripped on the table. When the little boy saw it, he frowned, and immediately picked up the little flying squirrel and threw him aside. "You're disgusting, wait until I'm done eating, and you'll eat again!"

"Ah~ I don't do it! I'm hungry! …… I'm hungry! "The little flying squirrel was left aside on the table, looking at the fragrant thing, and couldn't eat it. The heart is broken, rolling on the table.

The little boy grabbed a pork leg and took a bite of it himself. While eating meat, I looked at the little flying squirrel. "You say...... You're also a female monster, why don't you pay attention to your image so much? ”

"You're a bad person, abusing young children!" The little flying squirrel was dumb-eyed, looking at the roasted crispy pig, lying there kicking his legs.

"Look at your little bit of interest! Are you a toddler? You're a monster. The little boy bit down another big piece of meat, put it in his mouth, spit it out again, and put it in his hand. Promise! Come and eat! He actually put the meat he had bitten off, the meat with his own saliva, in front of the little flying squirrel.

The little flying squirrel didn't even think about it, but bit it and swallowed it with a gobble.

"How? Is it tasty? The little boy looked disgusted.

"And also!" The little flying squirrel looked at the little boy with a look of resentment.

The little boy picked up the knife on the table and looked at the flying squirrel.

"What are you doing?" The little flying squirrel was so frightened that his hairs stood on end.

"Hee-hee! If you don't drink it, put some of your blood to drink. The little boy stared at the flying squirrel with bad intentions.

"Ah~ Help!" The little flying squirrel stumbled, left the table, and jumped far away.

The little boy waved his knife, and saw a flash of knife light, and the whole pig was split in two. "Take it yourself, don't drip saliva on my flesh."

The little boy put the knife aside again and began to eat the meat. Although he is the son of the lord of the city, he should eat elegantly. But he prefers to eat savagely, and it feels like eating. So most of the time, the little boy eats by himself in his room, and the others are not surprised.

"Scared the hell out of me! I thought you were going to murder your aunt and grandmother. The flying squirrel jumped on the table again, and with great difficulty tugged at his half of the pork, as far away as the boy could be, before he began to eat the meat. While eating, he muttered, "I'm a heart monster!" Why can't you read the thoughts in his heart? ”

"Want to know something, tell me. Talking to yourself, can you have an answer? The boy bit another piece of meat and chewed it in his mouth.

"Tell me, then, why didn't I read your thoughts?" The flying squirrel swallowed a large chunk of flesh and choked on it and rolled its eyes. I stroked my chest for a while before I got better.

"It's not easy, I don't want to be done." The little boy looked at the flying squirrel with disdain.

"How do you control your thoughts?" The flying squirrel is a little incredible.

How can a normal person control his own thoughts in real time? People are the most cranky creatures, and the little boy in front of him is young, his memory is extraordinary, and his comprehension is still so strong. Or one day, he can really cultivate and ascend. The mouse looked at the little boy's gaze and became eager.

The little boy didn't tell the Heart Demon Beast, and after making a contract with it, he had the mind reading skills of the Heart Demon Beast. This is the real reason why the heart monster can't read the little boy's thoughts.