Chapter 870: Whose Child
"Nope." Mo Ye said, glanced at her, and said, "I'm not at ease." ”
"And you're going with me?" Tang Ning was slightly surprised: "Are you idle?" Don't you have to go back to the sect? ”
"Nothing lately." He spoke, and after taking her back to the inn, he said, "Rest well tonight, and I'll accompany you where you're going tomorrow, and I'll ask you next door, and call me if there's anything." With that, he left the room and closed the door for her.
Seeing this, Tang Ning didn't bother anymore, after she called for water and took a bath, she went to bed to sleep with only her underwear, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, but Mo Ye in the next room, couldn't sleep after tossing and turning all night.
Early the next morning, Tang Ning left the room early, and seeing that Mo Ye hadn't gotten up yet, he ordered some food downstairs and sat at the table to eat.
Maybe I have never seen such a small and good-looking little monk, but the people on the first floor who are having breakfast are staring at the little monk and talking about it from time to time.
"Look at this little monk, he looks really exquisite."
"That's it, the skin is pink and tender, the facial features are good-looking, and the big smart eyes are really cute, I don't know whose child it is, such a well-behaved and lovely child, how can he be willing to let him be a little monk."
"Look at that little guy, he eats meat buns with shredded chicken and porridge."
"Hehehe, look at his fleshy little hands, and the baby fat on his little face, if he is a vegetarian, it is estimated that he will not grow so well."
Tang Ning pretended not to hear them talking about her, but lowered her head and ate by herself, and then looked at her little hand, it was indeed a fleshy paw, and she was sad in her heart!
Her slender jade hands, and the slender fingers with ten fingers, just turned into a small fleshy claw, but the pit she dug by herself still jumped in by herself, and no matter how sad she was, she had to swallow it back.
"Child, are you a little monk?" One of the monks asked with a smile, and walked over and sat down in front of Downing.
"Do you think I'm a little monk?" Tang Ning asked rhetorically, peeled another boiled egg and took a bite, and his small mouth began to eat and move, just like a little squirrel, Rao is monk, and he couldn't help but look at his eyes.
"I've been to so many places, and I've never seen a child as beautiful and cute as you, what's your name?" The monk asked, reaching out to touch the little monk's bare but shiny little head.
Tang Ning stepped back, avoiding his outstretched hand, and after swallowing the egg quickly with his small mouth, he said in that soft little milk voice: "Don't touch my head." ”
"You're so cleanly shaved, it looks slippery and shiny, haven't you oiled it?" The monk asked amusedly, staring at the little monk's glowing head.
He had also seen some monks, but he had never seen their bald heads so bright.
"Little monk, you look really cute, can you let me hug you?" A woman asked with a smile and walked over.
Tang Ning glanced at the woman and said, "No, men and women are not intimate." "She's not something anyone can hug if they want to, as for Mo Ye, that guy was cut first and then played without her consent.
When Mo Ye went out of the room, he saw that at the dining table downstairs, there were several people talking around the little person, and when he saw that scene, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and he strode down.