Chapter 267 Communication between mother and son

Mom, the man followed him at noon and his car was parked opposite us.

Qi Sheng sat in the BMW and pointed at the second young master Ruan with his finger.

Qi Hong looked over and saw that it was the car that Meiqi once pointed at her, and couldn't help but sigh: What a coincidence.

When Ruan Ershao started the car, he felt that the child's gaze was too weird and uneasy.

The man's nervous look was all in Qi Sheng's eyes, which made the little boy show an excited expression: Mom, you scared him, maybe you will have nightmares at night.

Am I that scary?You didn't complete the task at noon today, so you have to compensate me for it in the evening.

Then we have to change the place. If not, go to the resort Ah, which is safe and convenient.

It’s so bad to be seen by Sister Ximeng. After all, we are mother and son, so we still have to avoid such things.

Where will we go that night?

Qi Sheng spoke like a little adult, and he couldn't tell that he was only three years old.

Qi Hong was about to answer when the phone suddenly rang.

Dear, come to me tonight, and the little devil wants to give Qi Sheng a recheck.

Look at my memory, I have forgotten the review of the matter behind my mind, so let's go now.

Qi Sheng waited for his mother to put down the phone and asked: Is it Aunt Xinya?

It's her. You have recently integrated the skin of that demon. Do you feel any discomfort?

No, it's just that I've become accustomed to being ridden these days, and I don't run for a while every day, just like something is wrong.

Hearing his son say this, Qi Hong also became interested and asked curiously: There are three women who have ridden you now. Who do you like to play with the most?

Tell the truth?

Of course, if we tell the truth, what is there to cover up between us mother and son?

I like being with my mom.

A cunning light appeared in Qi Sheng's eyes.

I know you are coaxing me, son, you are so cute.

Although Qi Hong knew that what her son said was not the truth, she was also very happy.

Apart from my mother, it’s Sister Ximeng’s turn, I like to be with her.

Qi Hong laughed when she heard this. This is what my son really thought: You are half a demon now, and you have strange abilities that others do not have. This is something that many people dream of, but I hope you can grow up healthily and become what you are now, which is not what I want to see.

Isn’t it great to have the ability to change at will? Recently, when I read "Journey to the West", Sun Wukong learned about the seventy-two changes of the Earth Evil, so he could make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, but I only know one kind of change, it’s really a small thing.

How can you compare with the Monkey King? However, after hearing what you said, I was really relieved.

The demon who hijacked Sister Ximeng must have a natal incarnation, and fused the strongest skin he refined with himself. Unfortunately, his magic has innate limitations, and he can only fuse one skin. If he can fuse thirty-six skins at the same time, he can make up the thirty-six transformations of the Tiangang, which can be called a land immortal.

How could you know these things?

I heard from Uncle Little Ghost that he had already mastered the use of the divine core, otherwise I would not be able to jump out of the horse's belly.

Qi Hong giggled and quipped: You jumped out of my belly, and it has nothing to do with that short horse.

While talking and laughing, they came to the door of Zhao Xinya's villa. Seeing that there was no one on the left and right, Qi Sheng opened the car door, rolled around and turned into a horse, and ran into the yard.

The little devil had already prepared the saddle and put it on for Qi Sheng.

Four little nannies in the villa also came out to watch the fun. Qi Sheng transformed into a horse with very beautiful hair, with bright fur and two big eyes very lively.

The little ghost took out the magic core from his shirt pocket, let Qi Sheng put it in his mouth, and lay on the horse's ear and talked to him in a low voice. After coming over for a while, he said to Qi Hong: It's better to ride a horse and run a few laps, and we'll have supper together after we come back.

Qi Hong pretended to be embarrassed and said: You are necrotic.

But the man rode on the horse's back, turned his head, and headed straight to the resort.

The four little nannies whispered. They had never seen such a beautiful foal. They were gentle and cute, and could ride. They were simply the best among pets.

The understanding Zhao Xinya said when she saw it: If you perform well, I will buy you a pet horse after a while, and it will be a benefit this year.

The girls jumped and chattered non-stop.

An hour later, Qi Hong held the saddle with a rosy face and walked back to the villa with her son, while the little boy was still holding the divine core in his hand.

The little ghost took the God Core, fiddled with it for a while, and said: It's basically nothing serious, but some habits are difficult to change. Ma Kun must especially like to be a woman's mount. When refining this skin, he always carries this emotional fluctuation, which makes the skin inherit the desire to be ridden. Apart from this, there is no other harm.

After hearing this, Qi Hong asked in confusion: Why would I be affected?Sister Zhang and Ximeng don’t have this problem.

Because you are mother and son, your soul fluctuations are relatively close, and you are staying together all day long, so it is normal to be affected.

Is there no way to cure it?

The little ghost suddenly showed a cramped look: Do you really want to cure it?

Qi Hong looked at the little ghost's bad expression and said coquettishly to her best friend: You don't care about this little ghost, now you have learned to be slick.

Zhao Xinya also smiled and said: I think you are very happy now. If you really cure this problem, you might be very disappointed.

Qi Hong stopped talking. She was already deeply obsessed with the pleasure of riding her son and penetrated into her bones. As her best friend said, she was reluctant to give up this hobby completely.