Pang!

Mu Qian pulled the door of the house very quickly.

"Why is she here?"

"Who?" Song Shijing was distracted just now and didn't see the situation outside the door.

"A state of emergency!" Mu Qian locked the door of the house.

Song Shijing blinked, and saw that he didn't look nervous, but he was more helpless and depressed.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, a female classmate," Mu Qian thought about it and locked the door. It wasn't it just an admirer of the Demon King. This situation is very common in the Demon World, but it's a bit tricky now.

What did she do?

Mu Qian vaguely guessed the reason why Ren Ying came here on Friday, and came to deliver her weekend homework and visited Zhen Muqian, who was taking leave due to illness.

That's what she said in the group in the class just now!

Unexpectedly, she really came over without responding!

I always feel like I was cheated by a black-hearted tortoise... Why did I send that text message at that time? I have to eat cleanly, and I have to refuse thoroughly if I refuse. I also sent a text message to greet me...

The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again.

"What's so urgent..." Song Shijing suddenly remembered something, "It seems like a girl asked where your home was before, was it because of this?"

She suddenly became a little smarter.

Mu Qian glared: "What did you tell her?"

"No, how could that happen!" Song Shijing smiled and waved her hand, "Isn't that a guru? I just pointed her in the opposite direction and said a kilometer."

No, this proud tone seemed to reveal something.

"Why don't you say a hundred kilometers?" Mu Qian patted his forehead, but now that things have come to this, he can only face it.

We don’t cause trouble, and we can’t be afraid of trouble; this is the same as ‘not caring about the process and only caring about the result’, and it is the code of conduct of the Demon King.

If you encounter something verbally unfair, roll up your sleeves!

With an inexplicably tragic mood, Mu Qian opened the door and said, "Don't come out first, I'll send her away." He took her directly to the door.

"Oh," Song Shijing responded. Mu Qian closed the door too quickly. She looked outside and could only glance at the girl wearing a white shirt, a light gray short skirt, and a light white stockings.

He looked down at himself, and Song Shijing hummed softly, is the girl outside really a high school girl?

How could you have a figure that is comparable to yourself and of course you are slightly better than yourself!

Threats come from comparison.

How could Song Shijing stand behind the door obediently? She secretly ran to the sofa by the window on the left, knelt on the sofa, and secretly exposed half of her head on the window ling.

stare……

This is a reasonable supervision of your future boyfriend!

I am the first love, and Xiao Qian must also be the first love, that is the most perfect thing to say.

In fact, the simple Xiao Song didn’t know that most boys’ first time were dedicated to themselves.

This is a very serious topic, don't laugh.

...

"Mu Qian!"

When Ren Ying saw Mu Qian come out, she greeted her sweetly. She tiptoed, her small black boots and stockings complementing each other, setting off her legs that were envious of the dancers.

When she came to see Mu Qian, of course she had dressed up carefully. The clothes she wore were just the general style of the school uniform. The collar of the shirt was added with white lace, and the pleated skirt was also very particular...

Holding a few homework notes and carrying a small box, she stood outside the fence and waited.

The young and beautiful girl, her lively and enthusiastic personality, her shout, and her somewhat aggressive gaze seemed to make Mu Qian feel the hot summer in the town.

Mu Qian coughed and walked over in casual home outfit. He could clearly feel the entanglement in the eyes of the maid standing outside next to the luxury car.

It was clearly said: Why did the lady find such a boyfriend?

Mu Qian's slightly helpless smile at the corner of his mouth fought back: Sorry, I'm not your lady's boyfriend, and I'm a passive position that was pursued by your lady.

The maid who looked like she was twenty-seven or eight years old could only pat her forehead and decided to report this to the head of the family...

"Mu Qian, are you in better health? What's wrong?"

"Cough cough," Mu Qian put his hand beside his mouth and coughed a few times, "I just caught a cold, it's okay."

"Oh? I heard they were talking about you in front... Hum! Can I go in? Standing here," she lowered her head and blushed, "It's a bit embarrassing to come to a boy's house for the first time."

Mu Qian politely refused: "The family is a little messy, and I'm afraid it's not very convenient."

"It's okay, I can do housework!"

Ren Ying snapped his fingers with his empty right hand, and the maid behind him pressed a button on her maid installation.

Swish! The sound of some mechanical switch being turned on, three swords appeared behind the maid!

No! That's not a sword!

That's a mop, a broom, a chicken fur blanket!

Mu Qian opened his mouth and stared at his forehead with black lines. The maid pushed her glasses with her middle finger, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This boy underestimated the horror of her lady.

Ren Ying stood on tiptoe, her eyes flashing, and asked shyly: "Can I go in?"

"In my house, there may be some mice, cockroaches, etc....you..."

In order to stop Ren Ying from invading his last harbor, Mu Qian could only slander his father's ability to remove rats without his conscience.

"Yeah!" The maid suddenly made a muffled sound and handed over two gas masks.

Mu Qian looked up and saw that the heroine who was carrying three "swords" on her back had a sprayer with a black skeleton on her back!

The black line on Mu Qian's forehead has begun to spread to the back of his head...

This is OK?

"Hey," Ren Ying shook his gas mask, "I am versatile in housework. Whether it is mice, cockroaches, or termites that are difficult to remove, it is no problem!"

Girl, what you learned there...

Seeing her eyes a little firm, Mu Qian was indeed helpless.

What do you have to come in? Even if you have to work hard, you have to proceed step by step. You have to be in charge and then take responsibility. That is also very troublesome...

This demon king has never seen a woman, and he will never see a beautiful girl and enter a state of spring!

The point is! There is one at home!

"Hey, can I go in?" Ren Ying bit her pink lip and waited.

"Me, that... huh?" Mu Qian looked down and touched his body twice, then smiled awkwardly: "It's really too urgent to come out, and the key to the house door can't be found."

Beep!

The maid pulled the cutting machine engine...

Is this a maid? This is simply an all-weather and all-terrain full-tactic combat unit!

Mu Qian silently opened the courtyard door, kept smiling, and bowed slightly...

"Welcome to my house as a guest. The humble house is vulgar, making you laugh!"

Lord Demon King also had such a humiliating scene.
Chapter completed!