Zhu Mengmeng did not know whether she was a goddess of fate. At least she knew that, if someone had not been cheating, she would not even have dared touch fire, let alone bathe in a sea of it like this.
What kind of goddess had her face kneaded like a ball?
Zhu Mengmeng always felt that Qiu Wuji treated her like a child to play with... She was clearly only a little younger than Chu Ge, and much older than Qiu Wuji's supposed twenty-five.
Of course, compared with an old hag who was actually over ten thousand years old, it seemed that everyone really was a child in her eyes.
Then did that mean her being with Chu Ge was an older woman robbing the cradle... No, a kid taking a big car for a spin?
"Um..." With her lips pushed into a pout from all the kneading, Zhu Mengmeng mumbled, "Qiu Qiu... I think you've gone baby-crazy."
Qiu Wuji froze, then pulled her hands back as though shocked and looked at the sky. "I just thought you were cute. What does that have to do with children?"
Look at her stubborn denial, only making it more obvious.
Zhu Mengmeng dragged her into the "pool," pinned her down, and kneaded her face in return. "I thought you were cute too."
Qiu Wuji struggled. "Hey, this isn't a real swimming pool! It's a sea of fire!"
A splash of orange amid the sea of fire. Had anyone else seen these beauties tussling amid the roaring flames, they would certainly have found the scene both beautiful and uncanny, positively cultish.
Zhu Mengmeng was no match for Qiu Wuji in a tussle. Before long, she was pinned to the central altar and given several smack, smack, smacks on the bottom. Zhu Mengmeng