The Interstellar Queen of Scavengers-Chapter 938 - 936: Scumbag Tricks

Ji You’s lips slightly curved: Mengmeng willing to speak up is a good thing. It means it’s willing to listen to my explanation.

So, Ji You again presented the carved watermelon in front of Mengmeng, saying, "Mengmeng, this is my first time giving you a rose-shaped watermelon. I hope the friendship between us crosses the river of time, surpasses spatial barriers, endlessly enduring until the seas dry up, rocks crumble, and the Universe explodes, never ceasing."

Mengmeng was sulking in silence but hearing Ji You’s words, its short ears suddenly twitched.

Ji You said, "My friend, Mr. Mengmeng, do you agree?"

Mengmeng: "Baa—"

[Hmph!]

Ji You held the rose-shaped watermelon near Mengmeng’s mouth; the faint, sweet watermelon aroma wafted, Mengmeng licked its lips but remained silent.

Ji You smiled and said, "Eat it."

Mengmeng opened its mouth: "Baa—"

[Such a beautiful rose, gone once eaten.]

Ji You smiled and said, "After you eat, I’ll carve another one for you."

As he spoke, Ji You pushed the watermelon forward a little, inadvertently revealing the skin of his finger cut by the small knife, as it happened, the wound lay right under Mengmeng’s eyes, startling it with wide eyes: "Ow!"

[How did you get hurt!]

Ji You hastily hid his scraped hand behind him, smiling nonchalantly: "It’s nothing, just a small cut."

Mengmeng instantly felt sympathetic: "Ow ow!"

[I won’t let you hurt yourself!]

Ji You’s eyes were full of laughter: "Alright alright alright... I’ll never let myself get hurt again," he coughed... indeed, the ways of a scoundrel never fail.

Mengmeng: "Baa!"

[That’s more like it.]

Ji You held up the rose-shaped watermelon, looking at it with a touch of anticipation, asking, "Mengmeng, would you like to be my eternal best friend? If you’re willing, please eat this watermelon."

Mengmeng lowered its head, pondered for a few seconds, then raised its head loudly: "Baa!"

[Mengmeng is willing!]

Ji You’s tightly strung heartstrings finally relaxed. She looked at Mengmeng, her brows and eyes full of smiling, saying, "Mengmeng, that Little Golden Dragon just now, it’s not my sweetheart, it’s my mecha."

Mengmeng: "Baa?"

[Really?]

Ji You said, "Of course. A mecha is a tool for fighting; I need to pilot it to protect myself, my friends, and my family, protect—" she paused, gazing at Mengmeng, lowered her voice, "protect my best friend—Mengmeng."

Mengmeng’s pitch-black eyes suddenly gleamed: "Ow—"

[Ji You, Mengmeng will protect you too!]

Ji You nodded vigorously: "Mhm."

Mengmeng opened its mouth and started eating the watermelon. This watermelon was juicy, fragrant, and refreshingly sweet, extremely delicious. Having eaten one, it wanted another. Mengmeng quickly finished off the first and stretched its neck out, staring at Ji You: "Baa—"

[Want more.]

Ji You then took out a second watermelon from the Space Button.

Peeking through the gate crack of the ranch, the Little Golden Dragon saw this scene and instantly widened its eyes: "Damn, she had another watermelon and still tricked me!"

"How evil!"

"How despicable!"

Inside the ranch.

Ji You held a small knife, continuing to carve, her fingers constantly spinning, leaving fleeting afterimages...

Soon, a new rose-shaped watermelon was ready.

Mengmeng happily opened its mouth, moving over to eat.

Crunch~

Crunch~

Crunch~

...

The Little Golden Dragon stomped its feet: "Damn it, this woman dares to deceive me?"

—It wants to eat watermelon too.

Beside him, Fu Feng sat next to the Little Golden Dragon, also watching Ji You and Mengmeng inside the ranch. Unlike the Little Golden Dragon’s excitement and anger, Fu Feng’s beautiful face wore an unaffected, Buddhist-like calm, saying, "Don’t get excited, stay calm, stay calm... Look, this alpaca was raised by me, and now she lured my alpaca away. I can’t complain to her, I have no choice but to be calm."

Little Golden Dragon: "..."

Little Golden Dragon turned to Fu Feng, saying, "Why aren’t you at all like Xia Man?"

Fu Feng raised his eyes: "What’s my mom’s personality like?"

Little Golden Dragon gritted its teeth: "Penny-pincher."

Fu Feng: "..."

Fu Feng asked, "Didn’t you just say she was a very generous lady?"

"Ahem..." Little Golden Dragon looked up at the sky: "Huh? What did I say, I forgot."

Fu Feng said, "You said my mom is stingy."

Little Golden Dragon: "..."

Damn!

Confirmed, this must be Xia Man’s son. After all, someone this stingy can’t be found twice in the world.

Little Golden Dragon let out a dry laugh, suddenly put on a serious face, and said, "You’re not going to take care of your alpaca? Just let Ji You keep deceiving it?" After all, given his petty nature, it’s impossible for him to let his alpaca be tricked and not care?

At this moment, Ji You fed Mengmeng 3 watermelons in succession before she stopped, then pulled out a bunch of fresh grass from the Space Button and continued feeding...

Fu Feng’s beautiful eyes blinked, saying, "It’s alright, she can steal Mengmeng’s heart, but can’t steal Mengmeng. Also—"

If they keep deceiving each other, didn’t she end up losing 3 watermelons and a bundle of grass?

Ahem...

Anyway, the alpaca is hers, can’t wander off and someone is helping to feed it...

Ahem...

I’m no worse off.

...

Of course, Fu Feng wouldn’t openly say these words; he continued looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, saying, "Also—Mengmeng likes her and is willing to play with her. As long as Mengmeng’s happy, I can turn a blind eye."

Like a willing and compromising little wife for Mengmeng...

Hearing this, Little Golden Dragon blinked repeatedly, carefully observing Fu Feng; his brows, eyes, lips, nose were extremely reminiscent of Xia Man—even his petty nature was just alike...

Little Golden Dragon was somewhat disbelieving, but Fu Feng’s demeanor and behavior showed no signs of abnormality, making it impossible to distinguish anything.

Fu Feng allowed the strange-looking Golden Dragon to survey him.

Then.

Fu Feng suddenly asked, "What did my mom do to you that made you feel she was penny-pinching?"

Little Golden Dragon: "Ahem..."

Dry laughter.

Endless dry laughter.

Fu Feng raised his head, his bright, clear eyes staring at Little Golden Dragon.

Little Golden Dragon furrowed its brows, scolding: "Why are you staring at me like that? I didn’t do anything against your mom, ahem..."

Fu Feng curiously asked, "What is it?"

Little Golden Dragon let out a dry laugh, saying, "I just borrowed 5 credit points from her and haven’t returned them. Is it worth staring at me like that?" — With those eyes, those brows, that demeanor... Little Golden Dragon almost thought Xia Man was personally hunting him down for debt.

Little Golden Dragon felt extremely awkward.

After hearing this, Fu Feng showed a serious expression on his beautiful face, saying, "5 credit points, that’s quite a lot, enough to ride a self-service Floating Car once at school."

Little Golden Dragon: "..."

Little Golden Dragon spread its hands: "I have no money, ask my feeding assistant."

Fu Feng’s eyes lit up.