Quick Travel: The host only wants to make money

After Long Lingqi finished his work, he returned to his seat. He didn't forget to talk to the two Taoist priests.

Mom doesn’t want to join this Taoist priest association, but he is interested!

I am still young, so I have to earn some money for my future wife!

"Uncle, look at me. I can do what my mother can do. Recruit me to the Taoist Association!"

Pang Hai only thought that he was just a child and he probably didn't even know what their Taoist Association was doing.

"You're still young! Going to school is more important. Besides, your mother will definitely not agree. Be good! We'll talk about it when you grow up."

Long Lingqi curled his lips and said, "Let's talk about it when we grow up. They don't know where they will go when they grow up. They are just saying this now to coax him."

"Uncle is lying!"

Looking at the child's disbelieving eyes, Pang Hai rubbed his nose. What could he do if he just lied?

But being watched by this child, why do you feel so guilty?

However, Mao Gengen felt that Xia Mian's child would definitely not be any worse, "I say, President! Why don't you just write a note to the child? When the child grows up, if he really wants to join the Taoist Association, he can also take it with him I'll go find you this way, so that you won't be able to admit it when you are old, have a bad memory, and won't admit it."

Pang Hai glared at Mao Genggen, why didn't this guy help him and help this kid cheat him?

Mao Yigen was cheerful, but it was rare to see Pang Hai frustrated, just waiting to see a joke!

Furthermore, where could Xia Mian's son be?

No matter what, it was much better than the other trash in the Taoist Association. He was afraid that Pang Hai would regret it in the future if he accepted it or not.

Under the supervision of an old man and a young man, Pang Hai had no choice but to actually write a note.

"Here, come to me with this when you grow up."

Long Lingqi smiled and put the note away into his small pocket.

Then he remembered something and asked solemnly, "You Taoist priests can marry wives, right?"

Seeing the child asking this topic seriously, Pang Hai spit out the tea he had just taken.

Mao Yigeng laughed even harder, "Haha, you can marry me if you can!"

When he heard that he could get a wife, Long Lingqi felt relieved, "That's great!"

Pang Hai looked at Long Lingqi's jumping back with a complicated expression, "Does such a young child care so much about marrying a wife?" "

Mao Genggen patted him on the shoulder, "President! Don't be too sad. You have been working hard for the Taoist family for most of your life, and in the end you didn't even get a wife. You have really made a great contribution, won't you?" Someone is laughing at you."

Pang Hai glanced at him, "It's like you have a wife."

Mao Yigen rubbed his nose, and the smile on his face stopped abruptly.

How can you comfort him so kindly and then attack him personally?

Long Lingqi was taken away by Ji Ling and the others, and they went to live in that small villa together. They waited until the next morning for Xia Mian and his wife to pick up the child.

Long Lingqi waved his hand, "I understand, I understand, they want to make a baby, mom and dad, I want a sister! Remember, it's a sister, not a brother!"

Xia Mian twitched the corner of her mouth and asked someone to take this silly kid away quickly.

On the other hand, Long Jinghong was moved. When he saw that the person was gone, he hugged Xia Mian and said, "Honey, how about we give our son another sister?"

Xia Mian frowned. She felt that having one child was enough. If she had another child, would the family be turned upside down?

"do not want!"

Seeing Xia Mian's refusal, Long Jinghong kept up his efforts, "Honey, think about it! When something happened to us, my son cried so much! After we left, he was the only one left. Think about how pitiful his son was at that time. I was tricked into doing a task by that old guy from Tiandao, otherwise this would all be Tiandao’s job. Wouldn’t it be much better if there was a child to discuss it with my son?”

"At that time, my son will also have someone to discuss with. When we are about to pass away completely, they can still discuss our funeral affairs."

The corner of Xia Mian's mouth twitched, "What are we discussing? Not to mention that we are gods and have the same life span as the gods. As long as nothing happens, we can live for a long time."

"Why don't you find someone to discuss it with? What should you discuss? Do you want to discuss whether one should be buried in the Antarctic and the other in the North Pole?"

Long Jinghong's face froze, "This seems to be a problem."

Xia Mian found it a bit funny. Long Jinghong was simple-minded, but he couldn't turn around after she just said that.

But speaking of children, Xia Mian did think about giving Long Lingqi another younger sibling.

I just thought that when I was pregnant with Long Ling, I was tortured by the Dragon Clan's cruelty during my pregnancy. Fortunately, I had the spiritual energy from heaven to support me, and the fairy grass sent by my father, emperor and mother, so that I could properly control Long Ling. Born in the period.

Now in this small world, although they have suppressed their cultivation and their auras have also been suppressed, they just don't know if they will be affected.

Xia Mian thinks it’s better to take it one step at a time!

If she really had a child, it would be a gift from God, and she would also find ways to protect her child.

Long Jinghong ran directly to turn off the lights, took a shower, and lay on the bed waiting for Xia Mian.

When he saw Xia Mian packing up and walking over, he jumped over to her with a cry.

She threw Xia Mian onto the bed, covered her with the quilt, and had a good night's sleep.

When Xia Mian woke up the next day, she only felt pain in her waist and back. It was really scary for a man who hadn't eaten meat for so long.

Seeing Xia Mian get up, Long Jinghong directly carried Xia Mian into the bathroom to wash up, squeezed out the toothpaste, put the toothbrush into her hand, and then ran to look at the pot.

After Xia Mian brushed her teeth and came out, food was already placed on the table.

"Not bad, keep up the good work in the future."

Seeing that Xia Mian was satisfied, Long Jinghong felt very happy and said, "Eat more."

After Xia Mian finished eating, she urged Long Jinghong to pick up her son, but Long Jinghong said: "Today is the weekend, there is no need to go to school, let him play there!"

"And it's our first wedding day today, how can we let that boy come back and delay things!"

After saying that, seeing that Xia Mian had eaten and drank enough, she smiled mischievously, picked up Xia Mian by the waist, went to the bedroom, and closed the door.

The two of them tossed around until the afternoon. Xia Mian seemed to have been sucked dry. She lay there without wanting to move. Seeing Long Jinghong come in with a satisfied look on his face, she glared at him angrily.

This man really has no control at all. After struggling for so long, he doesn't feel tired at all.

Xia Mian glanced at the time and saw that it was already so late. She opened her mouth to speak, but her voice was very hoarse.

"You are too much!"

Long Jinghong saw that he had made someone anxious and apologized hastily, "Blame me, blame me. You have a good rest and I will pick up my son."

After saying that, he poured a glass of water for Xia Mian and put it on the bedside. He turned around and took the key and went out to pick up Long Lingqi and go home.