You are not monster girls!

Chapter 147 My roast chicken is one of the best (4k)

"Cosmic Superman, open your eyes. I am your father, the first Grand Master of Qingxiaoling."

"master?"

A woman's voice, deliberately lowered, echoed in Qingyi's ears. She couldn't open her eyes; her vision was filled with a sea of ​​orange lights flashing across the room, and even her throat felt tightly gripped by something cold and slippery.

Each breath required immense effort to barely get a tiny bit of air.

"Don't forget the mission you bear as the God of Destiny, the responsibility of preserving incense offerings."

"Mission? I don't understand."

"I don't understand what?"

"Why are you scolding me, Master? And aren't you a woman?"

"A teacher for a day is a father for life, don't you understand? You stupid disciple!"

boom!
The deep female voice suddenly turned sharp, and Qingyi felt a gust of wind brush against her face, as if something hard and cold had slapped her cheek hard.

She suddenly opened her eyes, only to be greeted by sunlight streaming in through the window, and she was now hanging on the edge of Bai Mengqing's single bed with her face pressed against the ground.

Fortunately, my instinct for cultivation is still intact, otherwise my whole body would have been severely injured.

Qingyi gathered her strength in her waist and legs, which were still hanging on the bed, wanting to do a somersault to complete the magnificent reversal that started today. However, just as her face lifted off the ground, she was kicked hard in the waist and fell back to the ground.

As expected, the early bird gets eaten by the worm.

In the end, she chose to obediently get up from the ground.

Qingyi tugged at the tail feathers to free it from its "constraints," shook the loose silk pajamas around her neck, and listened to the birdsong and noise outside the window, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

I'm really in.

They moved into the home of a normal person who had hot water every day and no ghosts.

But why do I feel even weaker than if my life force had been drained by a vengeful ghost when I woke up?
"Gulu."

The murmurs behind her interrupted Qingyi's thoughts. She turned around and saw the magnificent mountain that was about to break through the white cloth and the fleshy red skin that was cut by the edge of her clothes. It was as if if she made any bigger movements, the snow mountain would change its season and become a bald mountain.

Its owner was drooling and looked completely unsuspecting.

Qingyi now understands why Lin Muran and Xia Li looked at her like that yesterday.

So it turns out those two people were also victims.

"Lin Mu, Ran Bie. It's dirty there~" Bai Mengqing turned over, her cheeks flushed, and began to rub her tail that had passed between her legs.

Little Azure Dragon seems far too unprepared.

It's a good opportunity to hear her true thoughts.

Qingyi crouched down beside Bai Mengqing and whispered, "Where? I don't know. You might as well just tell me, Qing~"

"Ugh~ It's just..." Bai Mengqing rolled around on the bed, hugging her tail, her dragon horns clattering against the headboard, mumbling incoherently.

"Dishonest girls aren't popular!"

"Um, your hand."

What about your hand?

"Don't stick it directly into the toilet. I won't pour Qingyi's bird feathers in next time."

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Qingyi silently withdrew her hand, covered Bai Mengqing's head with the blanket, and left the bedroom to wash up in a depressed mood.

Unlike in the past, when the corridors used to be filled with all sorts of sour smells, along with the sounds of splashing pots and water, making people inexplicably irritable.

Now, apart from the clicking sound of the gas stove igniting and the aroma, there is only the slight buzzing sound of the TV when it is turned on, and you can even see the two cat ears of the traitor standing on the back of the sofa.

It was a feeling I had never experienced even at Selby's house.

"You're awake! How did you sleep last night? Do you want to stay longer?" Lin Muran couldn't help but laugh when she saw that Qingyi's cheek was flushed. She was busy with her work.

No wonder the master's resistance is much better than Xia Li's.

"This"

Qingyi's lips twitched, and she waved her hand with a wry smile, "It's still a bit inappropriate for two people to squeeze into one bed. I'll just sleep on the floor from now on."

"You've got real perseverance."

Lin Muran placed the last fried egg on the bread and gestured for Qingyi to sit down: "But let me warn you first, sleeping under the bed is much more dangerous than sleeping on top of it."

He anticipated that these guys would wake up at different times, so today he chose a sandwich that wouldn't affect the taste even if it was a little cool, and it would be convenient to eat.

After all, it's best to be cautious about dietary restrictions until you've figured them out.

“Agreed,” Emperor Roar echoed aptly. Xia Li, who had already finished breakfast, sat on the sofa, yawning and idly switching between TV programs.

This is an essential part of her daily socialization process.

"I'd be happy to have a dragon's foot step on my back for a hot, free breakfast."

"I advise you to refrain from discussing such highly probable scenarios. Birds eat eggs?"

Lin Muran originally intended to tease Qingyi, but the other party took a bite of the bread without even thinking.

"Birds eat even the eggshells when they hatch."

After Qingyi finished speaking, she chewed twice, and the last feather on her ponytail stood up, her eyes shining: "You're so bad at being a person, yet you make such delicious food."

"I'm one of the best at making roast chicken."

"Don't talk while eating, don't talk while eating." Qingyi smiled awkwardly and then focused her attention on breakfast.

Unlike Bai Mengqing and Xia Li, Qingyi ate with considerable restraint, exuding an indescribable elegance, and indeed had the air of a cultivator.

"Your cooking skills are quite good. I feel that if you developed your business in the food area or sold courses, your income would definitely be higher than it is now, right?" Qingyi asked, wiping her hands with a tissue.

She felt that Lin Muran's culinary skills had even surpassed those of her own apprentice.

"When it comes to cooking skills, as long as you can make something edible yourself, that's fine. What if you teach someone randomly and ruin their natural talent? Choosing a name also depends on timing."

"Why did you turn away when you were talking?" Qingyi noticed that Lin Muran's eyes were darting around when he spoke, and he didn't even dare to face him directly, which aroused her suspicion.

It was as if he had truly ruined someone's education.

"Ha~ Oh, you're all up already?"

Bai Mengqing, still sleepy-eyed and clutching her tail, smoothly pulled out a chair, sat down, and began to eat. While eating, she also twirled a comb and handed it to Lin Muran: "Combing your hair."

"Can't you comb your hair before eating?"

"I feel like if we don't come soon, Qingyi will eat all the food."

Do you think she's you?

Lin Muran moved the chair behind Bai Mengqing and helped her comb her hair while secretly braiding a few small braids in the back. The smooth black hair slid through his fingers. On the surface, it looked like he was doing something for Bai Mengqing, but in reality, it was the opposite.

When I was little, my favorite thing to do was to style Yun Yifei's hair, which was sitting in the front row. But we stopped doing it after our relationship soured.

"You even combed Little Green Dragon's hair?"

"What's wrong? I used to brush the fur of monster girls every day. Isn't that basic stuff?"

Lin Muran didn't quite understand why Qingyi was so surprised when she clearly knew that he was a monster expert.

"Are you envious, Lord Siming? This is a privilege that only dragons can enjoy." Bai Mengqing saw Qingyi staring at her intently and even moved back a little more proudly, allowing Lin Muran to comb more of her hair.

"That's true," Qingyi nodded, her eyes revealing envy.

Since Lord Shafulin ascended to heaven, no one has combed her hair anymore, and it's been even worse since she came here.

After Lin Muran finished combing Bai Meng's hair, he was about to get up and move a stool when Xia Li suddenly ran over and plopped down on his lap, her tail constantly brushing against the hand holding the comb.

"Me too!" Di Hou said defiantly.

"Good good."

Lin Muran could only follow Xia Li's instructions and start combing her hair. Luckily, she had short hair, otherwise, at such close range, he wouldn't have been able to move his hands and feet freely.

Bai Mengqing only glanced back secretly before silently enjoying her still-warm breakfast.

Anyway, she only needs to be the first one. As the first dragon to enter, it's only natural for her to take care of those who enter later.

"You rebellious disciple, you even let Ranran comb your hair?"

"It's because my master's skills are poor," Emperor Roar said comfortably.

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Qingyi couldn't help but swallow as she watched Xia Li flapping her cat ears so hard they were almost blurry.

Not only is there breakfast every morning, but someone also helps me get dressed. No wonder this traitor broke up with me so easily back then; it turns out he came here to enjoy himself.

I shouldn't have been greedy for those few thousand dollars from Selena!
In order to get rid of the label of divorced mother and get Sally's job, she even slept under a pedestrian bridge for two nights and almost caught a cold from the cold.

And this rebellious disciple is enjoying the ultimate pleasure in the world without telling his master.

Thinking about how she had suffered so much for nothing, she suddenly felt as if her nose had become red and big.

"Lord Siming, you don't look too well?"

"I was just so excited that I couldn't sleep because it was the first time I'd slept so 'comfortably'," Qingyi could only manage a smile in response to the awkwardness.

"Oh, then Master Qing, you can continue sleeping with me from now on." Bai Mengqing didn't have much of a memory of what happened last night; the last thing she saw was asking Qingyi a question.

Then he lost consciousness.

Although not as good as Lin Muran's, the experience was still pretty good.

"This"

Qingyi was speechless for a moment, but facing the gazes of Lin Muran and her traitor, she forced a smile and said, "I... I'll just sleep on the floor."

Now is not the time to complain; even if Little Azure Dragon punches him, he has to endure it.

"Won't you catch a cold if you sleep on the floor?" Lin Muran seemed to have said something similar to Bai Mengqing when she first arrived.

"It's alright. I'm an ascendant after all, and my body is still strong. But Little Azure Dragon, your tail is so big. If I take up space and it causes your blood circulation to be restricted, that wouldn't be good."

"not good?"

"Poor blood circulation will affect the flow of qi and blood, which in turn will affect the quality of the scales."

Qingyi abandoned her rational thinking and started talking nonsense. For the sake of her own life, she had no choice but to break the rules.

"Look, there's a big hole in your bed. Lin Muran made it especially for you. You can't let her good intentions go to waste."

Lin Muran, too lazy to even complain, simply listened silently as the bird displayed an imagination even more boundless than Ultraman Bieber's.

"I see." Bai Mengqing suddenly realized, and secretly wrapped the tail of the chair around Lin Muran's ankle, whispering, "Really?"

"Of course, making sure you sleep comfortably is the most important thing."

Lin Muran quickly followed up on Qingyi's words, saying, "I told you I would take full responsibility for you."

He did consider the tail issue, but Bai Mengqing's big tail would only feel numb and obstructed if it was pressed down hard by the two fat guys.

My initial concern was simply that he might get upset and tear the house apart.

Thank you, Master Qing, for helping me cover up this lie.

"I'm full, time to watch TV."

Having received an affirmative answer, Bai Mengqing quickly tossed the remaining food off her plate, then immediately got up and headed towards the restroom.

"But that's a toilet," Lin Muran reminded him.

"Can't I pick a flower first before looking at it?"

boom!
The toilet door was slammed shut.

At the sink, Bai Mengqing splashed ice-cold water on her face several times, but the blush on her face reflected in the water-drip mirror showed no signs of fading.

"Close the door gently," Lin Muran called out to the inside.

He wondered why milk, which shouldn't have a diuretic effect, was rushing to the toilet so soon after eating.

Do dragons also have relatives?

Having stayed here for a month, he didn't seem to have seen Bai Mengqing react similarly. He'd ask her about it another day.

"Big brother is stupid," Emperor Roar said angrily at his lack of ambition. After saying that, Xia Li also flicked Lin Muran's hind knee with her tail, jumped off the chair, and returned to the sofa.

"hiss"

Lin Muran felt a pain in his leg. He thought carefully about what he had just said and realized that he shouldn't have said anything that might have offended the two spirit beasts. So why were they both getting angry?

Indeed, it's a spirit beast—no, it's a woman's heart that's still too difficult to understand.

"Serves you right, Ranran." Qingyi shook her head with a smug look.

Lin Muran is indeed very aggressive, but most people are high in attack and low in defense, so how come this guy has both?

"Forget about that for now. Since you're so understanding, it's not impossible for you to stay here." Lin Muran sighed.

"Really?"

"Really, as long as you can adapt to it yourself."

"I have no regrets in this life." Qingyi leaned back in her chair as if relieved, feeling like someone who was about to die and then got what she wanted.

"No, not really."

Considering that Qingyi is also an unregistered resident and has been blacklisted by Sally, if we let her go out to wander now, she might accidentally get caught one day like in the diary. Given her straightforward personality, if she accidentally lets something slip, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that our entire operation would be in chaos.

In addition, neither Bai Mengqing nor I could give Xia Li a proper bath, so having a ready-made bath attendant wouldn't be bad.

"So you're going to continue doing haunted house test sleep work?" Lin Muran asked tentatively.

Qingyi scratched her head: "Yeah, I did this before to get free accommodations. I feel like I can retire early now."

"Never mind, we'll talk about that later. Here's your phone, you can pick out some clothes first."

Qingyi tilted her head: "Clothes?"

Lin Muran handed her phone to Qingyi, which was already open on Taobao: "If you keep wearing that Taoist robe around my neighborhood every day, it'll be too eye-catching. Pick anything you like, just don't pick anything too outlandish."

"Really, you can just pick any one?"

"Yes, there's no need to be polite at this time."

"Alright, then I won't be polite!!"

(End of this chapter)