When these words were spoken, Xiao Jinhua was shocked.
Even Lin Manman's hands trembled and she almost dropped the little clay figurine.
Fortunately, the Demon Lord next to him was quick-witted and quick-handed.
He immediately spread out his big palm and caught the little clay figure.
But even so, Xiao Jinhua was still knocked unconscious by the fall.
Instead, the little clay figure jumped up from the Demon Lord's palm.
【Big Dog?!】
He glared at the Demon Lord curiously, then turned around and started shouting again:
Mom! Mom! Mom!
The little clay figure was jumping happily, and the little golden flower on its head was also jumping up and down.
“…”
When had the Demon Lord ever seen such a scene?
With one finger, he gently pressed the little clay figure's shoulder.
But then he discovered that the little man, who was only the size of a thumb, had actually grown facial features.
Extremely delicate eyebrows, small nose, small mouth.
It looks inexplicably familiar.
As soon as the Demon Lord was distracted, the little clay figure held his finger and opened its mouth to bite him.
“Ouch!”
The Demon Lord frowned.
Although he has thick skin and flesh, he is the Demon Lord and not a child's teething stick.
Immediately, he raised his hand and pinched the little clay figure's face.
Unexpectedly, the little clay man is quite stubborn.
Even though the Demon Lord pinched him until his eyes were filled with tears, he still refused to let go.
But the little golden flower on its head was shaken so hard that it burst into tears and snot, and sobbed:
[Host, host... Master, master, my good master, please save us! ]
[I’m going to puke! I’m going to puke soon!]
"Okay, okay."
Lin Manman finally found her conscience and showed mercy. She slapped the Demon Lord's hand away and rescued the little clay figurine from his clutches.
"He's so small, if you try to catch him again, he'll be killed."
The Demon Lord was not angry when Lin Manman patted him.
He just stared at the little clay figure intently.
It's so weird.
It's really weird.
Why does the child look more and more familiar the more I look at him?
Finally, when Lin Manman put the Xirang and the little golden flower into the broken flowerpot and held the flowerpot in her arms.
The Demon Lord suddenly understood.
Isn't that child's big round eyes, small nose and mouth exactly like Lin Manman's?!
No wonder he felt the child looked familiar!
But that’s not right!
The Demon Lord thought again.
The child's eyes were round, but slightly drooping.
Just like a pair of puppy eyes!
Isn't this... exactly the same as his? !
Oh my god!
Oh my god! Oh my god!
The Demon Lord's old heart suddenly began to beat wildly.
This kid is obviously a combination of him and Lin Manman!!!
If he and Lin Manman had a child, I’m afraid the child would be this cute and delicate, right? ! ! !
He had originally thought of making a baby for Lin Manman to play with.
I didn’t expect that there would be a child already!
Moreover, why would the child made of Xirang grow up to look like a combination of him and Lin Manman?
Could it be...
The more the Demon Lord thought about it, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the little clay figure again.
As a result, when the little clay figure saw his claws coming, he desperately hid in Lin Manman's arms, shouting at the top of his lungs:
Mom! Mom! Mom!
Lin Manman was almost deafened by the shouting.
Lin Manman couldn't stand it any longer, so she sealed the little clay figurine's mouth with a small vine.
He stretched out his hand again and pressed down the Demon Lord's claws:
"What are you doing? Don't bully a kid."
The Demon Lord's cheeks flushed slightly, the corners of his lips curled up, and he was almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
He quickly retracted his claws and coughed lightly to cover it up:
"What is he shouting?"
The Demon Lord could only see the little clay figure opening and closing its mouth, but could not hear any sound.
Lin Manman straightened the little golden flower on the clay figurine's head and said casually:
"It's calling me... Daddy."
dad?!
When the Demon Lord heard this, his droopy blue puppy eyes lit up.
Are you sure it's dad?!
Wow……
I'm afraid it's calling me!
? ?(?ˉ???ˉ???)?”
Lin Manman looked at the Demon Lord's unconcealable excitement and was also completely confused.
What on earth is he laughing at?
"Master! Master! Wait for us!"
At this moment, Miss Yi Ruohan and Lang Wushuang came running following the trail left by Lin Manman.
With them was Qingcheng, the lord of the ghost den, dressed in white.
I saw Qingcheng walking towards me in the heavy rain, holding an oil-paper umbrella.
Crystal clear raindrops fell, splashing clusters of water.
The beautiful white dress was spotless.
Even the hem of the white robe embroidered with dragon patterns looked exquisite and intricate, sparkling with brilliance.
【Wow...it's so refreshing and beautiful!】
Lin Manman couldn't help but praise:
[Comparable to the beauty in the rain alley, it is really pleasing to the eyes! ]
Upon hearing this, Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips slightly.
A breeze blew by, ruffling the hair on his temples.
The long black hair and the spotless white skin are like an ink painting.
Elegant and refined, stunningly beautiful.
Ouch…
Lin Manman's eyes were instantly filled with stars.
[They say looking at beautiful women will prolong life. If I were to see Qingcheng every day, I'm afraid I'd turn into a thousand-year-old turtle, a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise...]
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