The little Pixiu, Song Mengmeng, who was napping and slacking off in her immortal cave, inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a cannon fodder character with the same name from a book.
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"Before you came along, wasn't I the greatest guardian beast?" Caught off guard by the little girl's slip-up, a hint of guilt flashed in Yan Di's eyes, but he quickly found a reason and brushed it off: "But now that I have you, there's no need for any other guardian beasts!"
When you're free, you can come to the company with me!
"Ha, you don't even offer me any worship, so I don't want to protect your house!" Although she had to admit that the little girl felt very comfortable with the Emperor of Hell's flattery, she still couldn't lose her composure!
She slightly raised her head, her slightly arrogant expression—"If you don't coax me soon, I won't be able to coax you"—made the King of Hell chuckle: "Then, how should we make offerings?"
"That depends on your performance!" Song Mengmeng grumbled as she stared at Yan Di, but all her dissatisfaction vanished when she saw the candy jar he had prepared again.
Almost instinctively, she reached out and clutched the jar of purple candies to her chest, as if afraid that the King of Hell would take it away the next second if he changed his mind.
"Is this performance alright?" Emperor Yan gently brushed aside the little girl's smug little tuft of hair on her head, and couldn't help but add another word of advice: "Don't eat too much at once. If you continue to eat without restraint, I won't give you this much at once!"
Content with the candy, Song Mengmeng ignored Yan Di's rambling and nodded perfunctorily. As for the specifics…
I won't listen, I won't listen, the gluttonous beast is chanting scriptures!
Judging from the little girl's appearance, she probably hadn't listened to a single word of his advice!
However, thinking it wasn't a big deal, Emperor Yan didn't dwell on it too much. He still had some documents to process, so he arranged for Song Mengmeng to go to the sofa to watch a movie and eat snacks, waiting for him to finish his business so they could have lunch together.
Song Mengmeng scrolled through her tablet, somewhat bored, passing the time with short videos. While scrolling, she stumbled upon a message from an old acquaintance: "A historic collaboration between two goddesses in a dual-female-lead historical drama."
The two actresses in the photo, both dressed in period dramas, are Bai Wei, whom she knows well, and the other person...
Song Mengmeng stared at the face in the photo on the tablet, lost in thought. Even when Yan Di finished his work and came over to stand beside her and called her a few times, she didn't respond. It wasn't until Yan Di helplessly reached out and rubbed the top of her head that the little one was finally brought back to her senses.
"What's wrong?" Yan Di looked down at the photo on the tablet that had Song Mengmeng staring blankly. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it, but if you looked closely, you could see that something was off.
“Because Bai Wei has an infant spirit attached to her, she is easily attracted to strange things.” Song Mengmeng gently tapped the ancient-dressed beauty next to Bai Wei with her hand: “I’m not too worried.”
"It's delicious?" Emperor Yan didn't believe Song Mengmeng's obviously half-hearted reason. He just thought that the little girl's little face, which was trying her best to find excuses for herself while holding back her drool, was really cute.
"Okay... no, I wasn't after that evil spirit!" Song Mengmeng realized she had almost been tricked into revealing something, and glared angrily at Yan Di, unaware that her current attitude only made it seem like she was trying to cover up her mistake.
"Wipe it off." Yan Di suppressed a laugh, pointed at Song Mengmeng's mouth, and said, "Look, she's almost drooling, and she's still pretending nothing's wrong!"
"Fine!" Seeing that she couldn't keep up the pretense any longer, Song Mengmeng gave up. She tugged at Yan Di's sleeve and pleaded in a low voice, "Do you have any ideas?"
To maintain secrecy, Bai Wei's current film crew is filming in a closed environment, prohibiting outsiders from entering. Therefore, apart from the official stills released by the production team, there is no information about the crew.
Naturally, all set visits are not permitted.
Song Mengmeng couldn't get in on her own right now; the only way was to ask the Underworld Emperor for help! After all, whether it was using her looks or her wealth, this man in front of her was invincible!
"It's not impossible for you to join the crew." Yan Di could see that Song Mengmeng coveted that evil spirit, and he didn't intend to stop her. After all, such a minor character was a good way to improve the little guy's diet.
However, even though he agreed, it didn't stop him from taking advantage of the opportunity to gain some benefits for himself.
"I have no benefits for you to take!" Song Mengmeng was well aware of what Yan Di was about to say. She spread her hands frankly, revealing her penniless nature to the fullest extent: "Anyway, you have everything I have, and you even need my help with many things!"
"Then, shall we owe it to her for now?" Emperor Yan raised an eyebrow, not in a hurry for Song Mengmeng to make a promise immediately, showing that he had a long-term plan to catch a big fish and make a steady profit.
"Okay!" Song Mengmeng didn't think too much about it. All she could think about was the evil spirit next to Bai Wei. As long as she could achieve her goal, the process didn't matter!
After all, even the King of Hell wouldn't lie to her, would he?!
Song Mengmeng probably didn't even realize at that moment that her usual sense of vigilance and defensiveness were completely absent in front of Yan Di.
She didn't know when it started, but she had become completely unguarded around the Yama Emperor.
"Aren't you afraid I'll trick you into selling you?" Seeing that the little guy didn't seem to take the promise seriously, Yan Di frowned involuntarily. Did she really know what the promise she made meant?
"Don't be afraid, you're not an outsider!" Song Mengmeng tilted her head, looking at Yan Di with an air of entitlement, without considering the impact her answer would have on him. She remained obedient, sitting on the sofa with her head tilted back, her eyes like lakes filled with stars, sparkling, clean and pure.
"We Pixiu never doubt those we trust! You are my partner. If I doubt even you, then who else in this world can I trust?"
Yan Di closed his eyes and didn't reply. He simply reached out and gave the little girl a tight, almost suffocating hug.
To be honest, he's starting to regret it.
He had only meant to tease the little girl, but he ended up being the one who suffered the consequences. This pure and innocent creature required almost all of his self-control to restrain his instincts from devouring the little one in front of him.
He had to convince himself and gradually suppress the raging desire in his heart—the little girl was already in his arms, she already belonged to him, and he didn't need to devour her to assert his ownership!