After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

"Mo Shitian, wait for me!"

The man in red in front paused for a moment. Upon hearing the childish voice, he frowned, turned around, looked down at the miniature version of Ming Qing, and instantly regretted his actions.

When will you recover?

"I don't know either. Perhaps tomorrow? Or maybe a month."

He had expended a lot of his cultivation to get out of the Netherworld Cave, which led to his current state. He can only wait for it to slowly recover, and as for when, he doesn't know.

The miniature version of Ming Qing, still wearing a mask, said in a particularly irritating way, "Now that I'm out here, you're not going to abandon me, are you?"

As she spoke, she even mimicked the pitiful look of a cub, but unfortunately, it was hidden by the mask.

"Of course I care about you."

The man said this through gritted teeth.

"No need, no need, I can take care of myself."

As he spoke, he turned to leave, completely forgetting about the agreement.

Mo Shitian had also expended a lot of his cultivation to bring Ming Qing out of the Underworld. Now he had to return to the Demon Clan for a few days of seclusion before coming back to pick up the little guy.

But before that, he couldn't go anywhere.

Mo Shitian swiftly grabbed the person who was trying to escape, a faint smile playing on his lips as he stared intently at the fleeing individual.

"I've spent so much time bringing you out here, not so you could just leave so easily. Do you think you can play me for a fool?"

"Since that's the case, I can bring you out and I can also send you back."

The moment the words left his mouth, the person carrying the bag started to panic.

"Oh dear, Brother Mo, what are you saying? We're like family. Let me experience the pleasures of the world for just three days?"

Ming Qing kept gesturing to him, but when that didn't work, he could only painfully gesture "two days?"

"One day, if that's really not possible, I can have just one day."

"no"

Mo Shitian shook the person in his hand expressionlessly, then threw him mercilessly towards the dragon clan, showing absolutely no respect.

An arc flashed across the sky, leaving only his curses behind.

"Ink Devouring Heaven, @&"

The last few sentences were probably blown away by the wind, and it's unclear what they were about.

"boom"

Very good, Mo Shitian threw it very accurately, and it landed right in someone's house.

Mo Shan'an was startled awake by the noise. What happened? Was it an earthquake?

"??"

"Ugh, my back is about to break." Mo Shitian really did throw things away without a second thought; at least give him some face.

Damn it, even though you agreed to help you take care of the baby, there was no need to kill me. I only need one day.

"what?"

Mo Shan'an stared at the bulge on the bed, the unidentified object covered and wriggling, and stood up in fright, pressing himself tightly against the wall.

"hiss"

Ming Qing struggled to pull off the sheet, and as soon as she did, she met someone's eyes. This Mo Shitian was really accurate. Could it be that he already knew his child was here?

"Long time no see, little one. You've gotten even rounder in the last few days."

Little guy? Has he met the other person before?

Mo Shan'an was finally relieved; at least it wasn't some kind of monster that appeared at night.

However, it's really scary to suddenly appear in bed at night wearing a mask!

He looked at the little boy who was about the same age as him and actually called him "little guy".

"You, stand up!"

"what?"

Ming Qing looked bewildered and puzzled as to why the cub was so serious, but she still stood up.

Mo Shan'an's fair face was filled with solemnity. He gestured with his hand to show the height of the two people, and finally revealed a satisfied smile.

I'm a finger taller than you.

Heh, little brother, being one centimeter taller than you is still being taller, and on that point, I can't compromise.

"…………"

Ming Qing was speechless. He thought it was something serious, but he was indeed a little annoyed.

"It's just one finger."

That's still high.

Mo Shan'an felt a little embarrassed to bully a child so much younger than him.

(P.S.: Do you still remember the chubby boy by Daming Lake whose lollipop you stole?)

"Ahem, well, why are you in my bed?"

And why is he dressed so much like the perverted henchman he took in his dream, even the mask he's wearing is exactly the same!!

Don't you think I look familiar?

Ming Qing couldn't believe that the little cub had forgotten him so quickly.

"Ah, I know who you are."

Mo Shan'an stroked his chin, looked the other person up and down, and finally figured out the answer.

"Cough, I knew it was you,"

"You are the son of that masked man."

"hehe"

Mo Shan'an received a cold laugh; not denying it meant admitting it.

"You weren't thrown out by your father, were you?"

Yes, he's just your father.

Ming Qing could no longer talk to the cub and could only nod in agreement. If they continued talking, he was afraid he would lose his temper and take action.

"You're so pitiful. My father and his family are much better off."

they?

Mingqing assumed that the cubs were too young to distinguish between male and female terms, so he simply ignored it.

"Oh, your 'father' is really nice."

Hearing the other person's calm tone, Mo Shan'an thought he had touched a sore spot and felt somewhat guilty. He turned his back to the child, wanting to say something to praise him.

"Your father wasn't bad either, except he was a bit of a weirdo, talked too much, and wasn't good-looking."

Well, he thought of many things to say to comfort the other person, but he couldn't find any.

"In that case, I'll become your underling."

After saying this, Ming Qing lay down to rest, completely ignoring the impact his words had had on the other person.

Even if he has no moral bottom line, he wouldn't take in a younger brother who's even younger than him!

When Mo Shan'an turned around, he wanted to have a proper talk with the other party.

"I think"

But the person opposite him had already taken over his bed wrapped in a blanket and was looking completely innocent as he spoke to him.

"I can't go home right now, so I'll have to squeeze in with you. You won't mind, will you?"

It's supposed to be cramped, this bed is big enough to fit several cubs, but is that really the point?

Can he say "No, I don't mind"?

After Mo Shan'an saw that he agreed, the other party immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep, just like at home, without feeling uncomfortable at all.

He could only shake his head helplessly. How was he supposed to explain to Di Moxiao tomorrow that he had been forced to pick up a cub and was forced to take him in as a follower?

"Well!"

Ming Qing vaguely felt a pain in his jaw. When he opened his eyes, he saw a chubby little foot kicking him in the face.

He sat up and saw that the little baby on the bed had rolled over from the head of the bed to his side and was sleeping sprawled out, leaving him speechless.

"You and your son are both..."

He must have owed them something in his past life. He sighed deeply. There was nothing he could do; he really did owe Mo Shitian this time.

"Ugh"

Ming Qing helped the little guy tuck the blanket in, but was kicked several times the next second. Fine, this king is not serving you anymore.