"Mengmeng." As soon as Mu Qingge stood on the ground of the space, she called out.
Instantly, a little figure flew over from the distance and rushed directly into Mu Qingge's arms, complaining, "Wah wah wah, is Master planning to abandon Mengmeng for that Great Demon King?"
Mu Qingge picked her up, shook her in her hand, and asked quizzically, "What are you talking about? What Great Demon King?"
Mengmeng sniffled with grievance, eyes brimming with tears, "Master, you mustn't abandon me."
"When did I say I'd abandon you?" Mu Qingge lightly furrowed her eyebrows.
Mengmeng lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, muttered pitifully, "I saw everything last night, you and the Great Demon King were rolling around on the bed, looking so happy."
Mu Qingge's cheeks flushed suddenly, and her lips twitched uncontrollably.
With a grasp, she pinched Mengmeng in her palm, her tone fierce, "How dare you peek at me?"
