The foodie aunt that the boss is afraid of

Tong Mo couldn't help laughing, it was the first time he met such an interesting little girl.

Those girls before couldn't compare to her at all.

"You better not reject me!"

"Because if you reject me, I will be very angry..." The light in her eyes suddenly dimmed a little, she curled her lips. If she was too angry, she might become very violent.

If you are not careful, Tong Mo will be squeezed dry.

This is not good--

She also planned to take Tong Mo back to Honmaru to study it carefully, and if she could produce unlimited energy, then she would raise him in captivity.

If not possible....

It doesn't matter, just squeeze it dry and store it!

Thinking of this, priest Miji smiled.

Tong Mo looked at the little girl and saw the light shining in her eyes, which was a strong and excited emotion that he had never had before.

And these emotions, he has seen a lot in human beings, every time they are too excited, sad, or angry.

It's just that the emotions shown by the little girl gave him some bad feelings.

That must be him as prey.

Although it is not the first time to be regarded as prey, it is very different from the prey in the eyes of others.

Tong Mo was caught in a tangle, he liked this little girl a little bit, that kind of liking was similar to treating objects and pets, and she was a super thin-blooded existence.

It should be cherished, enjoyed slowly, integrated into his blood, and enjoyed this long life with him.

But now, the little girl has the same idea as him, which means that he has to become an energy provider, changing from a hunter to a prey.

Provide energy, integrate into the other party's flesh and blood, and become a part of her body.

Either the former or the latter is interesting to him.

Tong Mo was very troubled.

Priest Miji stared at him for three seconds, then suddenly jumped off him, pulled out the sword that had been inserted into the floor, tilted his head and said, "Tong Mo, I've made the decision for you!"

"So, don't worry about it!"

She felt that there was nothing to be entangled in this matter, since Tong Mo's fate would be the same anyway.

Tong Mo blinked his eyes, raised his intact face, and the little girl's words echoed in his mind.

Make decisions for him...?

He supported the floor and sat up, looking at the little girl with doubts on his face.

"What decision did Xiao Miji make for me?"

Tong Mo didn't want to guess, he wanted to hear what this little girl said, it must be very interesting.

Sato:? !

make a decision?

Feeling that she would say something unexpected, Satu hurriedly stepped forward to grab the little girl's hand, but still couldn't stop her mouth.

"Tong Mo, come home with me!"

"I'm going to squeeze it out... No, I'm keeping you in captivity!"

Priest Miji's face was tense, revealing seriousness that could not be refused.

Keep a ghost in captivity? !

Did they hear correctly? ? ! !

Sato & Tomioka Yoshiyuki gasped together, their faces changed.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki: "Is your brain still working?" You still want to keep a ghost in captivity?

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was silent for a few seconds.

It seems too late to take it back now.

Sato quickly covered Tomioka Yoshiyuki's mouth, quickly changed the subject and said, "Miji, this is a ghost!"

"There is no way to keep them in captivity."

The priest Miji turned his head in a daze: "...?"

Is this guy mocking her for something?

She wrinkled the tip of her nose and snorted softly, "Of course it's much better than your elm head!"

She shouldn't have invited this Fugang bastard to dinner just now!

What a waste of her food!

As for what Sato said, she didn't hear it!

Tong Mo got up from the ground, smoothed the wrinkled hem of his clothes, and sighed, "It's a pity, I have to decline your invitation, after all, I prefer the current life~ although it's boring."

"Wait—" Priest Miji stretched out his hand to stop him from continuing, "Did you make a mistake?"

"Huh?" Tong Mo twisted his fan and tapped his chin lightly. After thinking about it, he still couldn't figure out where he made a mistake. "Did I say something wrong?"

She held the Taidao in front of her eyes, and smiled sweetly at him, showing her tiny canine teeth, "This is my unilateral decision, which means you have no right to refuse~"

"I don't accept your rejection either!"

"Of course, it's not impossible if you insist on refusing..." She blinked, waved the Taidao in her hand, and glanced at Tong Mo, as if she was looking for the best place to strike.

"Hey, I haven't tried the power of the crescent moon that absorbed the essence of the sun and moon~"

"A little excited..."

The excitement and excitement that had been suppressed from seeing Hetaro to Tong Mo finally broke through the shackles at this moment, like a ferocious beast that broke out of a cage, instantly shattering her whole rationality.

And Tong Mo's refusal was the trigger of her excitement.

Tong Mo spread his fan to cover half of his face, the smile on his face remained unchanged, "Ala, Ala, is Xiao Miji ready to fight me?"

"I really don't want to do anything to you~ After all, she is such a cute little girl~"

It's just that after seeing the little girl's black pupils turn dark red, Tong Mo was slightly stunned, and the looming ominous premonition in his heart seemed to become stronger.

What is the reason for this?

As the patriarch of the Eternal Bliss Sect, he was born with colorful eyes and white oak-like hair color. He was called the "Son of God" since he was born, and he has never heard the voice of God.

Even facing that adult, he never felt fear in his heart.

And this 'unknown' is the only emotional fluctuation in his past 200 years.

Is this a good start?

Tong Mo was stunned for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt himself floating in the air, "Wow~ Am I flying?"

As soon as the words were over, he hit the floor.

"Xiao Miji, can you let me go?" Tong Mo blinked and said with a smile, "I will be very scared if you do this."

"Although I am winding, I am also mortal."

The little girl slowly approached Tong Mo in the corner, then stretched out her hand to grab his hair, and comforted him with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it will hurt a little at first, but it won't go away later!"

Because it's numb to pain.

Tong Mo pondered over the little girl's words slowly.

The strands of hair dragged on the ground following the little girl's movements, he blinked and still couldn't figure out the meaning of the words.

Is this some weird way to start?

As if he was eating?

Until, the little girl gently put him on the ground, while his other half was beside him, and in front of him was a delicately crafted small glass bottle. He sniffed, and could smell the familiar scent wafting from the bottle.

Priest Yaki knelt beside him, lifted the hem of the kimono, and pulled out the sharp chef's knife between his thighs.

Under the light, the blade flashed a cold light.

This scene is inexplicably familiar.

Although Sato hadn't seen the little girl's hand ghost, he suddenly remembered the scene where she dealt with the hand ghost before.

That time... She must have been absorbing some kind of energy, right?

Then, he thought of the grilled fish Tomioka Yoshiyuki ate...

Sato: "..." Forget it, he'd better not talk to Yiyong.

"Ala, Ala, what are you going to do, Xiao Miji?" Tong Mo's body was already recovering, he twisted his neck, and lightly tapped the little girl's head with the golden fan, "No matter what you do, I will I can let you go~"

"Well, let me borrow one of your hands." Priest Mi Shi raised his head, opened his bright black eyes, and smiled happily, "Just borrow it for a while!"

Tong Mo was very curious about what she was going to do, since it was only one hand anyway, it didn't matter if it was destroyed, so he stretched out his hand.

Two people watching:? ? ? ?

Yoshiyuki Tomioka looked at Sabito with doubts in his eyes.

Will they fight or not?

Sato pursed his lips tightly, shook his head after thinking about it, and waited to see the situation before deciding whether to make a move. In this case, it was best to wait for Zhu to help.

Thinking of the Jay that he sent out, he only hoped that Zhu could arrive as soon as possible.

"You are a great person!"

Priest Miji likes this kind of special cooperative ghost the most, and he takes Tong Mo more seriously.

Tong Mo, who was given a good person card for no reason, blinked, watching the little girl pick up the knife and draw on his hand, then put down the knife.

Tong Mo, Sato & Tomioka Yoshiyuki: ? ? ? ?

Caressing Tong Mo's pale and smooth palm, Priest Miji chose to let go and treat Tong Mo tenderly, so she stretched out her index finger to gently poke the palm of his hand.

itchy...

Not a little itchy, but very itchy.

Tong Mo couldn't help laughing.

Is this the game of human cubs?

It feels pretty good, and next time he wants to play with humans.

Tong Mo didn't think so at first, but he suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his arms, and when he looked down, he saw that the thing held in the little girl's hand was the part where he felt the emptiness.

Next, Tong Mo felt the most excitement in his life.

The extreme stimulation/excitement was transmitted from the palm to the brain nerves, and he almost couldn't bear to kill the little girl.

Because it hurts so much!

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

Two tear stains left from his eyes.

I can't help it!

Watching the transparent liquid fill half the bottle in an instant.

Priest Miji was even happier.

"Wow! That's great! It's worthy of being a winding ghost!"

If the energy of the whole Tongmo is exhausted, it can probably fill five bottles! !

This kind of weight is really not comparable to inferior energy!

As for whether or not to raise a child mill?

Priest Miji: No more!Find another winding next time!

The author has something to say: Although I like Tong Mo very much, my aunt will remember Tong Mo for the rest of my life