Holding an illegal loli in his arms.
Fu Ye felt an icy chill around his wrists.
As though he were wearing a pair of "silver bracelets."
In no time, he had helped Ling Ling heal her slightly red and swollen little butt.
Ling Ling was currently lying in his arms with a face full of resentment.
If she had even a little strength left, she absolutely would not have stayed in Fu Ye's arms.
"Alright, little girl, you're clearly so adorable, yet you always put on such an icy expression."
Fu Ye reached out and pinched her chubby little cheek.
But she immediately bit down on his finger, leaving his hand covered in saliva.
Ling Ling had come to realize that she simply could not gain the slightest advantage against this bad guy.
"Old Song, I've had nothing to do lately. I heard you seem to be short on manpower here. Do you need me to lend a hand?"
The moment Fu Ye said that, Song Qiming choked on the tea he had yet to swallow.
"Cough, cough, cough!!!"
Seeing his reaction, a mischievous smile appeared at the corner of Fu Ye's lips.
"Well? I think this little girl has quite a pleasing look to her. In the future, she could be sent to Yuer's side for focused training."
Hearing Fu Ye's words, Song Qiming wanted to curse.
But it had to be said that Fu Ye had never been wrong when judging people.
Whether it was Qin Yuer or Mu Ningxue, both of them possessed first-rate talent.
"It's very boring here with me. Our usual commissions involve, at most, General-level Demons."
Song Qiming did not actually reject Fu Ye, because ever since the day he had appeared, he had never done anything harmful to Shenzhou's safety.
On the contrary,