The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 153 Ice cube face, your son?
Yang Qingqing approached the little milk baby, and asked curiously: "Who is this little milk baby?"

Looking at Xiao Yihan, he asked, "Bing Cube Face, is he your son?"

Xiao Yihan's face turned black, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Yang Qingqing reached out and stroked the little milk baby's head.

The little milk baby looked up at her, and Shui Lingling's eyes were full of fear. "Wow~" He burst into tears and backed away in fright.

Yang Qingqing looked at them in a daze, "I don't seem to have done anything to him?"

Seeing that the little baby was missing half an arm, Yang Qingqing looked at Xiao Yihan in surprise and said, "Ice face, why is your son missing half an arm?"

"嘤嘤嘤~" The little milk baby cried even more sadly when she heard this question.

Xiao Yihan glanced at Yang Qingqing, and said in a cold voice: "Think carefully about why he is missing half an arm."

Yang Qingqing Ruyan looked at the little milk baby in front of her and thought about it.

What has she done these days?
The half arm that ate ten thousand years of ginseng that day happened to be in the same position as the little milk baby.

Surprised: "It can't be such a coincidence, this is the ten-thousand-year ginseng, can it really transform into a human form?"

"Woooo~ You bad woman, stay with me!" The little ginseng doll tugged at the corner of Yang Qingqing's skirt, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Yang Qingqing felt extremely guilty, feeling that she was a heinous villain, causing the little doll to lose an arm as soon as she transformed.

He touched the ginseng doll's head and comforted him, "It's my sister's fault. I didn't know you could really transform into a human. How about this? I'll buy you some small ginseng to eat, and try to see if your arms can grow back."

The little ginseng doll looked at Yang Qingqing and forgot to cry for a while, Yang Qingqing thought he was moved.

Just about to tell him something trivial, don't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, the next moment the ginseng doll cried was called a shocking weeping ghost.

"Wow—bad woman, you actually let me eat the same kind. If I gave you sheep, would you eat it?" The ginseng doll asked Yang Qingqing back while crying.

"Eat, the lamb chops taste good!" Yang Qingqing likes to eat as long as it is meat.

The ginseng doll screamed in fright: "This woman is too scary!"

Backed away again and again, backed up behind Xiao Yihan, tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Master, master, you have to protect me, don't let this bad woman eat the baby!"

Yang Qingqing looked at the little milk baby as if she saw herself. She had acted like a coquettish face to Bingcube so shamelessly before.

"You are not allowed to call me baby!" Yang Qingqing said domineeringly.

"Bad woman, the baby's name is Baby, you still want me to change my name?"

Don't think about it, I am Wannian ginseng, which is much more effective than your sheep, and the master must like me more. "The ginseng doll is showing off his value in front of Yang Qingqing, relying on its own value.

"The biggest effect of ginseng is to eat it. Ice cube face bought you to make medicine. You might as well please me, lest he kill you and use it to make alchemy." Humph╭(╯^╰)╮, let you Se!Let you sue!
When the ginseng doll heard this, she didn't dare to tear her master's clothes anymore, and said quickly: "Master, the baby's hair can also be used as medicine. Don't eat the baby, it will hurt!"

Damn, this little boy is even more cute than himself, Yang Qingqing can't take it anymore.

Baby is a title in the 21st century, if he uses it as a name, how will she use it in the future?
Pointing to the ginseng doll, he said domineeringly: "You are not allowed to be called baby, you will be called Shenshen from now on. If you dare to call yourself baby again, I will eat your other arm too."

"Hey, bad girl, glutton, you're so fat, you still eat those two lumps of fat on your body?" The ginseng doll looked at Yang Qingqing timidly, full of disgust.

(End of this chapter)