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Half a catty to eight taels, the ultimate beneficiary Luo said, well, it's very average.

Yan Liuli and Yin Luoxia really only weigh half a catty and eight taels.

Unlike Beta and Hancock, they all start at a few pounds.

The agreed three days passed by in a flash, and Tilapia went to Devil No. 1 again.

However, this time, there were more than just Qian Renxue and the other three, and there were also six single mothers who were specially recruited by someone for their daughter.

"Hey, the maid group is really a good place to raise people. It has only been a few months, and these changes...!!!" Looking at the six single mothers who once took care of him, Liang Bing couldn't help but feel dumb.

One by one, the originally loose and yellow skin became firm, crystal clear and fair again, and the original wrinkles on the face were smoothed out again.

The front and rear headlights have become strong and straight again, and the originally slightly fleshy belly has turned into slightly bulging abdominal muscles.

The few people who were looked at by Liang Bing looked at the goods slightly lowered their heads. Mengmeng's mother's face was slightly red, and her hands were tangled together, looking slightly embarrassed.

There was no way, but it would not be like this if it were someone else. Who would let Liang Bing be the biological mother of their future little master Luo Huan!

"Don't lament blindly, these guys will be responsible for taking care of the little ones in the future..." Seeing his wife's cold eyebrows, Tilapia changed his words decisively: "Take care of Hoffman, and be polite to others."

...Liang Bing.

"Why, the queen still has to prepare red envelopes for them?"

"I don't dare, slave."

Scanned by Liang Bing's eyes, the six single mothers all knelt down on one knee.

Before joining the maid group, the few of them were only responsible for taking care of the person in front of them and collecting money to do things. There was no identity gap between the two parties.

When you join the maid corps, you become a maid. There is a distinction between superiority and inferiority. Even if you are strong, your status will be lowered in front of the two people in front of you.

"Okay.

Just kidding, kneel down, kneel down, kneel down, tilapia, the queen doesn't like this tone." Liang Bing frowned slightly and waved the people away.

Tilapia muttered dissatisfiedly: "Apart from the excitement, I actually don't like the little maid kneeling here and there most of the time. It's all because of the bad start of the sweet potatoes."

"Don't blame others, think about your own virtues." Liang Bing rolled his eyes, knowing clearly the interest in someone's words.

The Queen said, "If you don't know the disgusting bad taste, if I were my sister, I would bite it into pieces and swallow it for you."

Tilapia tightened her legs, laughed with her, and secretly cursed in her heart: "Brother, there are more than 20,000 little maids, you don't have a chance."

After the little maid left, someone from Luo asked about Jing Gong, and Liang Bing suddenly became angry.

She didn't expect that even though she was thousands of years old, she still hadn't mastered it for three days just by doing it quietly.

Every time I enter the state, my thoughts are cluttered, and I will soon exit the quiet state.

"Little trash."

"If you want to die, just tell me and I can help you." The queen shook her fist and threatened in displeasure.

The couple chatted happily for a while, and then the matter of Jing Gong was thrown aside.

Talking about the future construction of Kunsa, Liang Bing suddenly became interested.

Turn on the projection across the coffee table and start planning the new Demon King's City.

"By the way, what method did you use that day? Rebuilding the entire planet's ecosystem at once is not a simple project."

"What other methods can there be, beyond cognition?" Tilapia shrugged, and used his fingers and cold ice to outline the prototype of the royal city.

"Damn, one sentence that goes beyond cognition can explain all the unscientific things. It's really convenient for you." Liang Bing laughed and scolded, secretly erasing the sauna area planned by the male god.

...Tilapia.

Someone could see the daughter-in-law's little tricks, and she couldn't help but worry about the little devil's future entertainment life.

"Gan, chess and card room, Liang Bing, are you serious?"

Looking at the chess and card room area planned by Liang Bing in the corner of the royal city, Tilapia's mouth twitched wildly.

"I like it, do you care?" Liang Bing rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and then drew a piece of land nearby to mark the dining area.

"Eat when you're tired from playing, play when you're full, being the Demon Queen is really hard." Tilapia complained.

"Ha." Liang Bing sneered and secretly crossed out the artificial fish pond someone had circled.

"Go fishing in the sea, don't harm the devil's royal city designed by the queen."

"Virtue.

Fishing, no matter how high-end or classy it is, will become a disaster in your mouth and tasteless."

Tilapia expressed dissatisfaction and secretly circled a bar area in the corner of the palace circled by Liangbing Demon King City (marked: Passion never sleeps.)

An idea flashed in Liang Bing's eyes. While planning the palace building, he secretly covered the area and turned it into a small garden dedicated to the queen.

Tilapia was in charge of making complaints, and Liang Bing was in charge of crossing out someone's plans from time to time. The two of them had a great time playing.

After working for a few hours, Tilapia was surprised to find that except for the library, all the areas he had planned had been replaced by Liang Bing's plan.

"Gan! You stinky bitch.

There is no sauna and no artificial fish pond. From now on, you can stay alone in the empty room." Someone put down his pick unhappily, grabbed an apple and ate it.

"Don't come to me if you have the guts. Do you really think I'll miss you?" Liang Bing rolled his eyes and took his time planning the prototype of the building from the palace.

In certain planned areas, buildings rise one after another, all in typical classical Western architectural style.

Tilapia curled her lips and muttered something like "tasteless, rubbish".

When someone questioned her taste, the Queen smiled disdainfully and said: "When people who have no taste question me about my lack of taste, the negative becomes the positive, which proves that I am definitely right."

From the location of the royal city to regional planning, from regional planning to architectural design, life is unlimited. The idle couple was busy and bickering, and it took them a whole day to complete a quarter of the area.

And they are all general outlines, not including details.

When Qian Renxue returned with her baby in her arms to feed her, the couple were still in a stalemate over whether there should be a lotus pond in the garden.

Qian Renxue held her goddaughter in her arms and sat next to the tilapia while feeding her.

Looking at the overall structure of Wangcheng, he suddenly said: "Sister-in-law, why doesn't Wangcheng have a church responsible for worshiping you?"

With one sentence, the person involved was immediately stunned on the spot.

"Gan, worship my church, why didn't I think of it?" The clear black and white eyes blinked, and the cold eyes glanced around the royal city, gritted their teeth, and finally fixed their sights on the library.

...Tilapia: "Liang Bing, what do you mean?

Books represent knowledge and inheritance, do you dare to touch my library?"

"E-books can also pass on knowledge, formalism is not necessary." Picking up an apple and throwing it to the male god was compensation, and Liang Bing decisively erased the library and replaced it with a devil's church.

"Gan."

Youyuan glanced at Qian Renxue and saw that her daughter was holding the granary and eating and drinking. Someone sighed and warned herself: "One is the child's biological mother and the other is the child's godmother. For such a trivial matter, I won't beat them up."

Dayton.”

"Come on, Xue'er, give me some milk for my milk tea." After the last trace was wiped away, someone with a sore heart handed the teacup to the angel.

...Qian Renxue.

"Boss, little...Hoffman hasn't eaten enough yet. Isn't it a bad idea for you to steal the food from your daughter?" He muttered to himself, and under Liang Bing's dark expression, the angel god just took it.

Tea cup, I carefully used my free time and conscience to add some home-produced drinks to people.

"nausea."

Seeing the male god wink at him proudly, Liang Bing frowned coldly and uttered two words.

Luo Huan looked at his own father with big eyes, and he didn't understand why an adult would snatch his food.

The sight of his daughter made someone blush and put down his tea cup.

"Just kidding, Xueer, how can you still take it seriously? It's so boring."

Looking into his daughter's clean eyes, the small flame of guilt in someone's heart melts and disappears in an instant like winter snow meeting the scorching sun.

"Daughter, Dad was just joking. You can't hold grudges."
Chapter completed!