You are not monster girls!

Chapter 104 Whoever provides the milk is my mother, does Lin Muran have that? (4k combined)

"A wild woman?!"

Lin Muran and Qingyi spoke almost simultaneously, even their tense expressions were synchronized.

The former was speechless because he was wondering where the spirit beast had learned such strange words, while the latter was surprised that his disciple had called him a "wild woman" instead of Tian Gang.

"Where did you learn these strange phrases?"

"In the TV series 'Lurking,' people are always praised by being called 'wild women,'" Di Hou said, sounding aggrieved.

"They're talking about Lin Daiyu."

“A wild woman is also called a wild woman,” Emperor Roar continued to argue.

"What would she call herself if she lay in the sun?"

"His name is Biyang."

Lin Muran rubbed his head to interrupt the spellcasting, then turned to Qingyi to apologize: "She just wanted to praise you, but she forgot her lines. If you want anything, just tell me, and consider it an apology on her behalf."

"It's okay, I don't mind if you scold me a bit more. I'll take this set meal, the large one, and also a large pitcher of iced milk, please."

Qingyi had already placed her order skillfully and closed the menu, handing it back to the waiter.

Lin Muran:???

The girl in front of me, in terms of both her appearance and behavior, doesn't seem to be from Earth.

Who would order food right after saying something?

It felt like it was all premeditated.
"Uh, children say the darndest things, I understand." Qingyi quickly added when she saw Lin Muran's suspicious look.

Sometimes, accepting someone's kindness too readily might make them feel like they're losing out, so it's better to pretend a little.

"A rebuttal. The Emperor's Roar is merely..."

Before Xia Li could finish speaking, she felt her tail being pinched by two soft and hard objects, and her body shuddered as if she had been electrocuted.

"Just what?"

"I just think the black coffee here is too strong," Dihou said unhappily.

She flicked her camouflage tail, pulling it away from the trap of two old Beijing cloth shoes, and quickly retaliated, whipping Qingyi's instep hard.

"hiss"

Feeling the pain in her foot, Qingyi wanted to cry out, but Lin Muran was sitting right in front of her, so to avoid losing face, she could only gasp and forcefully suppress the pain, her body trembling.

This unfilial disciple, after only a few days of not being disciplined, has already become so disrespectful to his teacher.

A teacher for a day is a father for life. I am her father, mother and teacher. There must be some bond between us, right?
She glared at Xia Li through her small round sunglasses, signaling that this spirit beast must not forget its roots.

Unexpectedly, the other person simply moved closer to Lin Muran, leaning against his arm while sipping iced coffee.

Has the betrayal gone this far?!
Are you feeling unwell?

Lin Muran couldn't decipher Qingyi's actions at all. Seeing that the other party's body suddenly trembled as if the pink curse mark had been activated, she tentatively inquired about the other party's physical condition.

After all, it's possible she has a neurological disorder like epilepsy. She's eating with me right now, and if she suddenly has a seizure and falls ill, it would be a huge problem.

"No, no, I just burned my mouth."

"You drank iced milk."

"Actually, it was because it was cold. It's like how eating a whole Bright Dairy milk brick in one bite will give you a headache."

Qingyi wiped the "white beard" off her lips and tried to explain her slip of the tongue.

Shouldn't you be holding your headache?
Lin Muran wanted to complain as she watched Qingyi keep drinking milk, but she held back in the end, lest this girl choke on her milk in a panic when she was making excuses later.

"Pfft~"

"What is she laughing at?"

Hearing the emotionless, dry laugh, Qingyi, constrained by her hidden identity, could only ask Lin Muran.

The current situation doesn't present the right time for her to truly get to know Lin Muran. She has other matters to attend to, and if she were exposed, her image as the sect leader would be completely ruined.

"I was just thinking about something happy," Di Hou said, unable to suppress a laugh.

"Something happy?" Xia Li's sense of humor was always peculiar, which made Lin Muran curious as well.

"My master is about to give birth!" Emperor Roar exclaimed excitedly.

Qingyi: ? ? ?
Lin Muran:???

Qingyi looked unwell, but she couldn't argue back, so she could only keep using milk to drown her sorrows.

"What is your master going to give birth to?" Lin Muran asked.

That miraculous master couldn't possibly be giving birth, that would be too incredible.

"Kidney stones. I saw it on TV before."

"How did you know?"

"Just a guess. Emperor Roar only had this feeling in the dark and said that."

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After hearing this, Qingyi's blue ear feathers twitched. She silently pushed away the half-full pot of milk, drank lemon water instead, and used her old Beijing cloth shoes to clamp her apprentice's tail again, beginning their secret communication.

[Traitor! He's betrayed us after only a few days! How rare! A lackey?]

Compared to his master, the eldest brother is better at raising spirit beasts; a wise bird chooses its tree to perch on.

[Your master is the superior bird, okay?]

The Emperor's Roar is merely stating the facts.

[You mean whoever feeds you is your mother, and a teacher for a day is a mother for life? I'm your own mother! Do you understand?]

But the master has no milk.

Upon receiving Xia Li's coded message, Qing Yi was taken aback and subconsciously rubbed her chest. It was firm, felt perfect, and had a large bust size; in every aspect, it could be described as perfect.
But it lacked the key element that Xia Li had mentioned.

Oh no, I don't think I actually have any milk!

Can men produce milk?

She turned her head and stole a glance at Lin Muran's chest. Looking at his flat chest, a big question mark appeared in her mind.

Qingyi certainly knew what "whoever feeds you is your mother" meant, but combined with the two sentences Xiali added at the end, the meaning of the word "woman" naturally became different from the beginning.

Could Lin Muran also be some kind of Qilin in human form, capable of producing breast milk?

No wonder Xia Lilong stopped eating and didn't want his master anymore, willingly becoming a rare servant for Lin Muran.

It turns out there was such a big secret hidden inside.

As expected of Lin Muran, she accomplished something that Qingxiaoling had been unable to do for hundreds of years.

Qingyi took Lin Muran's hand and said solemnly, "I'm sorry, I was very disrespectful to you before."

Lin Muran: ? ? ?
Wait, why is this guy suddenly rubbing his chest?
He even said this to himself out of the blue.
Is he going to borrow money again?
"Oh."

Lin Muran had no desire to even complain about Qingyi's behavior, and didn't even want to say more than a few words in response, lest the other party suddenly make another profound statement.

Damn it, this traitor has found a way to exploit my weakness.

Qingyi was furious. She continued swinging her long legs, attempting to use words to awaken the conscience and shame in this traitor who already had little to no sense of shame. "You betray me when I don't have milk?! Are you even human?!"

Master, Emperor Roar is a spirit beast, not a human.

"hiss"

Qingyi clutched her chest, feeling a bit breathless. How had this rebellious student's rhetoric improved so much? Had Lin Muran given her some private tutoring?
She felt it was time to teach this rebellious disciple a lesson, so she secretly pulled her left leg back.

As Xia Li's master, Qing Yi knew that Xia Li's G-spot was at her tail. Just then, the rebellious disciple was unaware that the conversation had ended, so she kicked her.

boom!
The expected soft, springy sensation didn't come from her toes. Qingyi's ears, which had been drooping, slowly straightened up along with her body, and she began to drink water in short, mechanical motion.

"What's wrong with you?"

The sudden vibration from the sofa startled Lin Muran, who thought she had fallen into Yan Yifan's trap and sat on a sofa that was already on the verge of collapse.

After looking down and finding nothing unusual, he looked up and saw Qingyi drinking water with one hand while her other hand was under the table, seemingly doing something.

"I'm sorry. I... I just drank too much milk and I'm feeling a little unwell."

"Agreed," Emperor Roar said, raising both hands in agreement.

Xia Li, who could monitor everything, had already seen through Qing Yi's little tricks. After the other party withdrew her legs, she secretly put the camouflage tail on Lin Muran's legs in advance.

Coffee shop sofas typically only have cushioned seating areas; the rest is usually solid wood.

Qingyi's kick landed squarely on it.

In response, she could only silently protest with her eyes against her rebellious disciple.

From that moment on, the atmosphere gradually became eerie.

Although the venue was noisy, the seats were unusually quiet, with only the sound of forks clinking against porcelain plates.

Xia Li and Qing Yi exchanged glances while continuously feeding themselves with their forks.

Lin Muran also noticed the strangeness between Qingyi and Xiali, but Xiali always spoke to her in an abstract and exaggerated way, and never lied.

So he couldn't explain what this subtle atmosphere was all about; he just felt that every second he sat there was torture.

Buzz~buzz~
Just then, the vibration of my phone broke the awkward atmosphere, which was neither hot nor cold, like a savior.

Lin Muran picked up her phone and saw that it was a message from Yan Yifan.

[Red Milk Dragon: Junior, would your other girlfriend be interested in doing day work? We have too many customers and we're short-staffed]

He looked around and saw that as Bai Mengqing's painting became more and more complete, more and more customers were attracted to watch. The originally spacious aisles in the cafe became crowded, and the turnover time of more than 30 seconds would remind the waiting customers that they were descendants of the dragon.

[Just call me Xiaolin: What can Xia Li do?]

[Red Milk Dragon: Just please check if the orders have been processed. We're swamped here; the system crashed. We can only confirm manually.]

[Just call me Xiaolin: What kind of garbage system is this? Is she even capable of doing this job?]

Even for tasks like serving dishes and wiping tables, training is required before starting work. Even if Lin Muran were to do the job of a cashier, it would take her ten or twelve minutes to get the hang of it, let alone Xia Li, who has no work experience.

[Red Milk Dragon: There's no other way, why don't you come and help?]

Lin Muran glanced at Qingyi, who was still frantically slurping up her pasta, and typed a reply:

[Just call me Xiaolin: I'm a customer, you can just call me Qingyi, she works day-wages too.]

[Red Milk Dragon: Big brother, she's visually impaired.]

Are you visually impaired?
Seeing Qingyi struggling to poke the meatball with her fork, Lin Muran agreed with Yan Yifan's assessment.

It seems true.

"What did the red milk dragon say?" Emperor Roar asked his elder brother. Xia Li stopped eating and tugged at Lin Muran's sleeve.

"He said he wanted you to help check the orders, that is, to cross out the ones that were all served and to hand over the ones that weren't served to the kitchen."

Lin Muran glanced at the detailed workflow that Yan Yifan had sent later, briefly explained it to Xia Li, and then added, "It's okay if you don't help; we're consumers after all."

“Go,” Emperor Roar said, indicating that he could see it clearly.

Lin Muran:???

Xia Li, what will I do if you go?
"Xia Li, why don't we eat something else? Today, Red Milk Dragon is treating us, it's a rare opportunity."

Lin Muran tried to lure the spirit beast to stay with food.

He didn't want to sit alone with Qingyi; just imagining the scene was enough to make him cringe.

"Take care, elder brother," Emperor Roar said respectfully to his elder brother.

"No, wait a minute."

Before Lin Muran could finish speaking, Xia Li saluted him and ran quickly to the bar, leaving him and Qingyi alone at their seats.

It seems we can only wait for Yan Yifan to drive Xia Li back.
The moment this thought crossed Lin Muran's mind, he received a message from the red milk dragon a few minutes later.

[Red Milk Dragon: You're invincible, kid. Your other girlfriend is just as capable at work. No wonder your account went from a few hundred followers to nearly 20 in less than a month.]

[Red Milk Dragon: Don't worry, I'm rich this time, and I definitely won't skimp on your salary.]

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In despair, he shifted his gaze from his phone to Qingyi. The extraordinary young woman opposite him was gently wiping the corner of her mouth with a tissue, and she seemed much more relaxed than when Xia Li was there.

She folded the used tissue and placed it on the edge of the plate, then after a moment spoke softly, "Now it's just the two of us."

"What do you want to say?"

“You’re no ordinary person,” Qingyi suddenly blurted out.

"You're quite something too, playing the piano so well."

Lin Muran wiped his sweat. He had no idea what Qingyi was going to say next, so he could only reply randomly after reading her message.

"On the other hand, it seems like I've only borrowed money and haven't even formally introduced myself yet."

Qingyi smiled and slowly took off her small round sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes as blue and clear as the blue sea on a sunny beach.

"My name is Qingyi."

Is this guy a monster?!
Seeing the other person's deep blue eyes, Lin Muran was startled and instantly understood why Xia Li's reaction had been so strange, and why she had even abandoned him and run away.

In China, identifying monsters is not easy. As long as the eye color is different, it's basically a sure thing. For example, Bai Mengqing's evening glow and Xia Li's golden heterochromatic eyes.

It seems this monster is exceptionally powerful.

But he still forced himself to remain calm and gave his name: "Lin Muran".

"You seem quite surprised?" Qingyi smiled as she saw Lin Muran sit up straight instinctively.

Lin Muran didn't speak, but simply nodded. During the intelligence gathering phase, listening more and speaking less is the best way to gain an advantage.

"Then Lin Muran, don't be afraid of what I'm about to tell you."

"I may not be a police officer, but I'm not afraid of being in a place with so many people."

"Actually, I am."

Before Qingyi could finish speaking, her bright blue eyes slid out of their sockets and rolled all the way to Lin Muran.

(End of this chapter)