He wrapped her in his arms, stroked her slender and flat belly with his palms, and whispered: "Person Lu said before that you will soon be pregnant after you get married with me. Should you let the ghost doctor diagnose it?"

"No, I'll diagnose it myself."

"Take a look for me."

"Don't, if I'm really pregnant, will I not feel it?" Ruan Ling smiled, got up and picked up her clothes to wear it, "I can't mess with you anymore. How long has it been since you, the King of Hades? Even if you don't go to court, I have to go back to Jiuqiu Mountain to work hard."

"What's wrong with those things being delayed for one or two days."

"Don't I have to bring Bishang?" Ruan Ling said, "Also, I haven't been home for a few days, and my mother and grandma must be thinking about it."

She put on her clothes, got off the floor, and wore shoes.

Pluto leaned against the head of the bed and looked at her lazily.

His ink hair was dripping, and the quilt was only covered with his waist, and the mermaid line could be seen vaguely, handsome and sexy.

Ruan Ling glanced at him and said, "Then, I'll leave first."

After thinking about it, she said again: "I will go back to the mansion to deal with some things first, go home at noon and bring Bishang in the afternoon, okay?"

"Yes." He was still in that position, with long hair like flowing clouds scattered, and a few strands of soft hair fell on his naked shoulders, giving him a lazy and sexy feeling that makes people want to get close.

He said: "If you are reluctant to leave, you can take off your clothes and come over. I will accompany you at any time."

Ruan Ling: “…Goodbye!”

She tidied her hair in front of the mirror, tied it with a hairpin, and left.

After yesterday's competition, her prestige in the underworld has increased greatly. Along the way, ghosts and ghosts rushed over and knelt down to salute her.

Ruan Ling can't be arrogant, either.

She is not Pluto, so she can't follow him on a cold route.

So she responded all the way, greeting and talking with all kinds of ghost messengers.

A long time has passed when I walked out of the gate of Fengdu.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and thought to herself, maybe this is the price to be famous...

When I entered Mengpo Village, I finally calmed down.

Meng Po is always quiet here.

She is making soup.

Ruan Ling leaned over and showed off like asking for credit: "Meng Meng, I won. Hehe."

Meng Po said no, "What are you calling me?"

"Nickname." Ruan Ling laughed and took the spoon, "I'll help you boil it, you can rest for a while."

"Get out and play." Meng Po scolded without hesitation, "If I replace this soup with you, can it still be Meng Po's soup?"

"Why isn't it?" Ruan Ling stretched her neck and looked around, "I'll help you stir the spoon and don't move your ingredients."

"I lack the heart. When I make this soup, I need divine power." Meng Po said, "Do you think that the soup that is easy to make can have the effect of forgetting the past?"

Ruan Ling retracted her hand: "That's it, let's wait for it yourself."'

Meng Po glanced at her: "After all, I'm about to become the city god of the palace. I'm a dignified official, so pay attention to some influence."

"Why didn't I pay attention to the impact?"

"Look at your neck."

"Neck?" Ruan Ling hurriedly looked for a mirror and saw that the collarbone was covered with red and green marks.

Anyone with discerning eyes can tell what's going on at a glance.

She quickly pulled the collar up and smiled awkwardly: "I will pay attention..."
Chapter completed!