"I do have an engraving device."
He looked at Luo Qingtong.
"You can comprehend it at will."
"So, I just need to go back with you, right?" Luo Qingtong took over his words and pinched his tender little cheeks.
"Don't even think about it. I'll come up with another way myself. By the way, where's Heng Ji?"
Luo Qingtong looked around and realized that Little Fragrant Pig was nowhere to be found on the spaceship.
Where did that guy run off to this time?
"I don't know." Hearing her mention Little Fragrant Pig, Ye Qianming snorted coldly, his voice colder than before.
He stared at Luo Qingtong's tender lips, suddenly reached out, and fiercely wiped them several times, then left with a cold face.
Meanwhile, outside the spaceship, Little Fragrant Pig's round belly was tied with a rope, acting as a kite outside.
"Ahhh!"
As it drifted back and forth behind the spaceship with the wind, Little Fragrant Pig's heart was filled with tears!
Damn it!
