My aunt is three and a half years old, holding a baby bottle to tell her fortune

Mianmian took out the medicine from the small bag and applied it on Chu Ye. While applying the medicine, she comforted him: "It's always like this when I'm learning things. When Mianmian is learning carving, she always hurts her hands."

The medicine was so effective that Chu Ye's wound was completely healed in a short time.

Chu Ye once again lamented the magic of practitioners, and decided to work harder and learn what his father had learned earlier, and then learn the same things as Mianmian.

"But the carving you learned seems to be different from Mianmian's, right?"

Chu Ye nodded: "Well, ours are different."

"Then show me yours. I also want to learn how to make necklaces. I can give them to my mother in the future. My mother likes beautiful jewelry!" It is precisely because her mother likes them that she has so many gems.

Chu Ye had a calm expression on his face, but the joy in his eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

He nodded: "Okay, then I will take you to my engraving machine. You haven't been to my house yet."

It is indeed the case!

Mianmian felt a little embarrassed when she thought about her promise to Chu Ye's mother a long time ago that she would go to Chu Ye's house to play. "I'm sorry, Mianmian is always busy, so I didn't go to your house even though I promised to visit you."

"Today...just go today?" Chu Ye hesitated for a while, then suddenly made a decision, "Just today, okay?"

"Okay, give me the coordinates."

Mianmian said, and sent a message to her family, saying that she would go to Chu Ye's house to play. By the way, in the company group, Yang Xian said he was going to Chu Ye's house.

Yang Xian quickly came to the living room.

The meaning is obvious. He is Mianmian's bodyguard and is responsible for Mianmian's safety, so he goes wherever Mianmian goes.

What surprised Mianmian was that Yang Xian was accompanied by a strange black-haired man.

After looking at the man for a long time, Mianmian blinked her eyes, jumped up from the sofa, raised her little hands and said, "Great Sage, give me a hug!!"

That's right, Sun Wukong, who showed off his true form in the morning, followed the local customs in the afternoon and transformed into a human form.

Still handsome, indescribably handsome! There is also a little bit of the temperament and feeling of Ayu's human form mixed in, the kind of compassion of a Buddha who has accepted a lot of human fireworks.

Mianmian jumped up and ran towards Sun Wukong's arms. Sun Wukong raised his hand to catch it casually, raising the corner of his lips with a slight arc: "Oh, you still recognize me?"

Mianmian sat on Sun Wukong's arm, her eyes still staring at Sun Wukong's face. The more she looked at it, the happier she felt.

She promised: "Of course, how come Mianmian doesn't know the Great Sage?"

In fact, when Mianmian was being trained by her mother in the mountains, she relied on the story of Monkey King in her mind to persist. Sun Wukong can learn skills from Patriarch Bodhi. After learning skills, he goes to heaven to become an official. Later, he is imprisoned in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace and suffers.

Those hardships were nothing to Sun Wukong, and Mianmian also felt that she could persevere in those hard studies and gain her own "fiery eyes" from them.

Now, doesn’t she have many “fiery eyes”?

Mianmian thought and laughed again.

It is precisely because of this and because he has learned some principles of life that Mianmian hopes that his idol can be free after reincarnation, not having to eat fast and chant Buddha's name, and do what he likes in the new world.

No one knew the determination of Xiao Naituanzi, but the people present could see how much Mianmian liked Sun Wukong.

For example, Chu Ye, and Xuanwu. Qinglong raised his eyes, pushed up his glasses, and said with a smile: "Oh, it seems that your uncle Xuanwu is going to fall out of favor in front of a monkey?"

Xuanwu glanced sideways at Qinglong.

He is an innate four-spirited beast that is tens of thousands of years older than Sun Wukong and has a broad mind. How can he compete with a monkey for favor? How can it be!

Qinglong looked at Xuanwu with disdain in his eyes, and wondered if he had misunderstood his good brother. The good brother had no mood swings at all because Mianmian liked Sun Wukong so much. However, the next second, Xuanwu walked up to Sun Wukong and stretched out his hand: "Mianmian."

Xuanwu only called his name and said nothing, his narrow eyes showing nonchalance.

Mianmian looked at Sun Wukong and then at Xuanwu, with hesitation written in her big eyes.

"Oh, it would be great if Mianmian could become two Mianmian."

After hearing this, Sun Wukong curled his lips and smiled.

His humanoid features are delicate and childlike, and he looks very boyish when he smiles.

"This matter is easy to handle."

Mianmian was thinking about what to do when she suddenly heard the message from Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong was talking about the seventy-two transformations. After Mianmian heard it, he blinked his eyes, reluctantly pulled a piece of hair, blew it to the ground and transformed into another Mianmian.

Sun Wukong can use monkey hair to transform into little monkeys, and now she can also use hair to transform into another Mianmian!

The only difference is that Sun Wukong has monkey hair all over his body, and she only has a little bit of hair, so she has to use it sparingly.

A Mianmian came out from the ground. He could talk, tilted his head and looked left and right. This feeling is very strange, very similar to the multitasking practice I practiced before when I was studying.

Because there was an extra Mianmian, Sun Wukong let go of Mianmian. Then, his beautiful eyes looked at Xuanwu with a hint of provocation.

Xuanwu originally thought that even if Mianmian learned the incarnation method of Sun Wukong, he would be able to tell which Mianmian was real. But now the two Mianmians were standing in front of them. Xuanwu looked left and right, but he couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake. It was as if both Mianmians were real.

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "I think the method of incarnation that Mianmian learned is the genuine one. The incarnation is actually indistinguishable from itself."

"Really? Really?" Mianmian originally liked to hear praises, and she was extremely happy after hearing this. "It's great. I was praised by the great sage. I will definitely tell my parents when they wake up."

The tone, movements, and demeanor of the two talking little guys were all exactly the same.

After finishing speaking, the two Mianmian looked at the camera in the living room together, thinking that they must save this piece of surveillance and take a look at it when they think of it later.

Not everyone who pursues stars can be as successful as her!

Xuanwu couldn't tell which Mianmian was real, so he let it go and hugged one of them with a cold face.

"Where did you say you were going? Let's go."

Mianmian scratched her head: "No, Uncle Xuanwu, do you also want to see what Chu Ye's parents look like?"

Xuanwu glanced at Chu Ye. The cold-faced boy had his eyes on Mianmian from beginning to end, and it never changed. He snorted coldly: "Why, we can't go to Chu Ye's home?"

"Of course you can go." Mianmian, who continued to lie in Sun Wukong's arms, turned to respond to Xuanwu, "right, Chu Ye, can we go to your house together?"

What else could Chu Ye say?

Could he say, no, I originally wanted to be alone with you in my house, Mianmian?

Unable to speak. (End of chapter)