Unruly Xiaohuangxian: God asks for a hug

Chapter 119 Ending 1
Getting lost here is very uneasy, but Ming Qing is very leisurely and complacent, all she can think about is, it turns out that sitting on the clouds is so fun, why was she afraid of heights back then.

Mitu over there waited for a long while, but did not see his little Huang'er come back on his own initiative, his face darkened again.

Mitu raised his eyes and looked over, just in time to meet Shang Ming's gaze, he looked away unnaturally and calmly, as if nothing happened just now.

As soon as Ming Qing raised her eyes, she saw Mitu's angry face. She was planning to get over it, but she was frightened back by such a trick, and immediately decided to avoid it.

So, the two of them were like this, one waited for the other to come over, and the other waited for the other to calm down and waited to pass.

The scene was surprisingly...uh...harmonious.

Then, I was still lost and couldn't stand it anymore.

He waved at Ming Qing, and Ming Qing immediately rode over on the cloud.

Without saying a word, Mitu stretched out his hand and took Ming into his arms.

The latter didn't resist in a daze, and let the other party hug him, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Just thinking about whether the god is not angry now, thinking about how to ask Cang Lan about it in his mind.

"You asked Cang Lan first?" Mitu suddenly asked.

"En?" Ming Qing didn't follow Mitu's train of thought at first, and then nodded after realizing what Mitu said, expressing that it was the truth.

"Little Huang'er cares about him?" Mitu held Ming Qing's arm tightly, and repeated the question he asked before.

Just as Ming Qing was about to nod, she suddenly realized that it seemed that it was at this moment just now that the deity began to be unhappy.

Therefore, she decisively stopped nodding, raised her eyes to look at the lost face, and explained seriously: "He saved me."

He saved me, so, isn't it normal for me to care about him?

Hearing these words, although Mitu felt a little better in his heart, he still felt very uncomfortable. He also saved her, so why didn't he listen to Xiao Huang'er's first words to greet him?

Thinking of this made me feel more and more uncomfortable.

"You don't owe him." Mitu said, he would not let Xiao Huang'er have such a thing as a debt of favor, let alone such a big thing as a life-saving grace, in case, if the other party asked Xiao Huang'er to show her body What about permission.

People in the lower realms like to do this kind of thing, lost their way and thought to themselves.

If Mitu finds out that this Cang Lan is still Ming Qing's fiancé, he might make a fuss.

Now, Ming Qing digested it for a long time, and finally understood the meaning of Mitu's words.

This is to say that Cang Lan is fine and was saved by the god.

After Ming Qing understood, her eyes lit up, shining with joy.

Suddenly, she put her arms around Mitu's neck, gave a mouthful, and kissed Mitu's side face.

Then he stared at Mitu with sparkling eyes, and said, "God, thank you."

Mitu froze for a moment, but quickly recovered, without letting Ming Qing see it, hummed lightly, and accepted Ming Qing's thanks for granted, but his mood cleared up all of a sudden, and the expression on his face softened a bit.

Mitu lay reclining on the floating clouds, holding a book in his hand, he didn't know whether to read it again, anyway, his eyes kept falling on Ming Qing.

Ming Qing sat on the edge of the clouds, with her white and tender feet stretched down, she kicked the fragmented cloud, talking to Mitu one after another.

"Shen Zun, I heard that the magic pen of Yunyan has the function of turning clouds to see the sun, is it true?" Ming Qing asked while playing with the pendant shaped like a pen hanging around his neck.

Mitu hummed lightly and didn't say much.

Ming Qing tore off the pendant, and the pendant grew bigger and bigger in the palm of his hand until it was the same size as a normal pen.

Ming Qing imitated the lost pen holding posture she had seen before, and stroked back and forth on the floating clouds beside her, feeling that it was no different.

Boring, the pen in his hand shrunk down to look like a pendant.

Before she hung the pen back around her neck, the layers of floating clouds beside her quickly dispersed, and they would soon disappear, even the one where she was sitting.

Just when she was about to fall, a strong arm grabbed her waist and brought her back.

After Ming Qing patted his small chest in fear, he turned around and smiled at Mitu, and said guiltily, "I didn't do it on purpose."

Mitu looked at her, shook his head helplessly, and then a violent thump hit her on the forehead, and said pamperingly and pamperingly, "You!"

Ming Qing rubbed her forehead, but she didn't dare to refute, she just smiled flatteringly at Mitu.

Completely suppressed to death.

Mitu cast a spell to gather back the clouds that Ming Qing had broken up, sat down with Ming Qing in his arms, and said: "Today, if you break up the clouds, the human world will surely suffer a severe drought for three years."

Ming Qing also knew that her playfulness caused trouble, and apologized in a low voice: "God, I know I was wrong."

Then he stretched out three fingers in a dignified way, as if making a vow: "I won't dare again."

Mitu rubbed the soft hair on the top of Mingqing's head, didn't say anything, he didn't believe Mingqing's words, he didn't know what his little Huanger was like, she just didn't care about eating but not playing.

Ming Qing nestled peacefully in Mitu's arms, the two were silent, but after a while, Ming Qing couldn't hold on anymore.

"God, where are we going?" Ming Qing asked, you know, they have been floating on the clouds for many days, and she was already tired of it.

She never believed that they were wandering around, because she found that they had been drifting north.

"Ice Forest and Snow Land." The book in his hand automatically turned a page, and Lost Road replied without raising his head.

"Ice Forest Snow Region, Ice Forest, Snow Region, what is that place?" Ming Qing recited it twice silently, confirming that she hadn't heard of it before, she asked.

"We'll know when we arrive." Mitu remained calm.

Seeing that the god didn't want to talk at all, Ming Qing simply changed the subject.

"Shen Zun, you haven't told me yet, Cang..." Ming Qing suddenly remembered that Shen Zun didn't seem to like Cang Lan very much, so he shut up quickly and changed his words, "Shui Yun'er, and Sister Hua's last how's it going?"

The book in Mitu's hand was automatically closed, and he casually threw it aside, the arms that were originally wrapped around Ming Qing tightened up, holding her in his arms.

Of course he knew who the little Huang'er in his arms wanted to ask, but seeing that she was able to care about his feelings and took the initiative to change the words, he kindly didn't bother with her at all.

"That little golden dragon, I called Qing Ming and threw it back to the East China Sea. That kid from the Yundiao clan is fine. As for Shui Yun'er, you don't need to know." One sentence explained what he asked.

Ming Qing pouted slightly in dissatisfaction, and didn't continue to ask, which was regarded as approval of Lost's answer.

Although she knew that things were not that simple, it was impossible for the god to tell the scene vividly and vividly.

(End of this chapter)