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Chapter 870 Whose Child

"No." Mo Ye said, glanced at her and said, "I'm not relieved."

"Then you want to go with me?" Tang Ning was slightly surprised: "Are you idle and okay? Don't you have to go back to the sect?"

"Nothing happened recently." He spoke, and after taking her back to the inn, he said, "I'll have a good rest tonight. I'll accompany you wherever you want to go tomorrow. I'll ask you next door. If there is anything, call me." Then he left the room and helped her close the door.

Seeing this, Tang Ning was no longer worried. She called water and took a shower. After she only wore a coat and went to bed to sleep. She fell asleep as soon as she touched her pillow. But Mo Ye in the next room tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep.

Early the next morning, Tang Ning left the room early. Seeing that Mo Ye had not yet gotten up, he ordered some food downstairs and sat at the table to eat.

Maybe I have never seen such a small and beautiful monk. People on the first floor who were using breakfast were staring at the monk and talking from time to time.

"Look at this little monk, he looks really delicate."

"That's right, the skin is pink and tender, the facial features are beautiful, and the pair of smart big eyes are so cute. I don't know whose child it is. How can such a well-behaved and cute child be willing to let him be a little monk?"

"Look at that little guy, he ate meat buns with shredded chicken and porridge."

"Hahaha, look at his little hands and baby fat on his little face. If he was a vegetarian, he would probably not have grown so well."

Tang Ning pretended not to hear them talking about her, but lowered her head and was eating on her own. When she saw that her little hand was indeed a fleshy claw, she felt sad inside!

Her slender hands and her slender fingers pointed at her fingertips turned into a small flesh claw, but the hole she dug was still jumped in by herself, and she had to swallow it even though she felt sad.

"Child, are you a little monk?" A monk asked with a smile, walked over and sat down in front of Tang Ning.

"Do you think I'm a little monk?" Tang Ning asked back, peeled a boiled egg and took a bite. His little mouth moved bulges like a little squirrel. Even the monk couldn't help but look soft.

"I have walked so many places and have never seen a child as beautiful and cute as you. What is your name?" the monk asked, reaching out to touch the little monk's bare but shining little head.

Tang Ning stepped back, avoided his hand that was reaching out, swallowed the egg quickly with his mouth, and then said in his soft and cute little breasts, "Don't touch my head."

"Your head is so shaved, it looks slippery and shiny, without oil, right?" the monk asked amusedly, staring at the little monk's shiny 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 give me a hug?" a woman asked with a smile and walked over.

Tang Ning glanced at the woman and said, "No, men and women will not be kissed." She is not something that anyone can hug her if she wants. As for Mo Ye, that guy took action first and then reported without her consent.
Chapter completed!
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