After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus.

"So, you didn't actually think of anything. You didn't know anything about the crow, you didn't know what to do about Zhao Fangyi's mother, and you had no idea what I would do if I went?"

"Um..."

The mature woman's two fair and delicate bare feet were crossed, her toes opening and closing as if she had caught a chill, or perhaps she was making a guilty little gesture.

"Yeah... I can only sing, how could I think of so much... I just got angry when I saw Li Yinuo messing around with you... I'm a bird, my head is small, not that smart..."

"All I can do is watch you from heaven, and then I'm running around in circles worrying..."

And you even gave me a personalized tag, right?

"But weren't you quite the liar just now? I almost believed you."

"I can check on my phone, look... Doubao told me." Lin Yinmeng's hands seemed a bit clumsy, not as nimble as her feet, and it took her a while to unlock her phone.

Birds originally didn't have hands, only wings, so it's normal that they weren't very good at using them.

It's okay, my feet are flexible enough.

"That's it..." Lin Yinmeng brought up the interface for talking to the AI ​​and showed it to Zhang Chen with a wronged expression:

Lin Yinmeng: Doubao, Doubao, I have something to say... (omitting a lot of details), anyway, how should I do it so that I don't seem stupid and it doesn't ruin my image!

Doubao: Okay, I'll give you the most direct, truthful, thorough, naked, incisive, sharp, profound, realistic, unadorned, and straightforward ultimate answer...

"..." Zhang Chen looked at the answer given by the AI, which was almost identical to what Lin Yinmeng had said.

Oh no, I almost got scammed.

"Hey, Zhang Chen." Lin Yinmeng poked his arm with her hand, making a bird shape with her fingers. "Even though I'm not very bright, I do know one thing."

The mature woman's innocent and clear gaze gradually hardened.

She took a deep breath. "Zhang Chen, what I just said, what I wanted you to see..."

"You can't just save them, Zhang Chen. Even if I'm stupid, if any little bird does something bad, I'll still shoo it away."

"Many things crows do are unacceptable to humans," she said, "but I feel it has to be done."

Zhang Chen suddenly realized that the crow's actions were not secretive, but Shen Nianxi did not take any action, which must be because Lin Yinmeng was putting a lot of pressure on her from behind.

"You taught me all of this."

Lin Yinmeng stared intently at him, then suddenly became like a spoiled wife, whimpering, "You knowingly did it."

"Don't think I've forgotten everything. I still remember a little bit. You used to..." Little Nightingale stopped herself in time.

"..."

To this day, every monster has warned him not to be too kind.

Although the monsters didn't say anything, Zhang Chen could roughly guess the reason for his tragic past.

He wasn't actually that kind; there was a playful element to his saving the monster.

Just like collecting Pokémon, since you can control the monsters you save.

Upon closer reflection, this mindset actually made him take the meaning of life too lightly, and even blurred his definition of human life.

Being able to save someone at will is the same as being able to kill them at will.

In short, he still needs to work on his mindset.

"Yes, I understand."

"You don't know anything." Lin Yinmeng punched him for no reason. "Fine, now you've exposed my true colors, so you have to protect me from now on."

"What kind of logic is this?" Zhang Chen was stunned.

"I'm the king of birds outside, you know. If other monsters find out that I'm actually quite timid and stupid, what will happen? My authority will be gone..." Lin Yinmeng said fearfully, clinging to his arm.

"I won't tell anyone..."

"No, I feel so insecure..." the mature woman said in a spoiled and coquettish way, completely breaking away from her usual persona.

Zhang Chen felt he had been set up and said helplessly:

How can I protect you?

"It's simple... The reason I'm so stupid right now is because I can't remember many of my memories. As long as I remember how I became the King of Birds... Hmm, then I won't need your protection anymore."

"But... if you want me to get back to you, you have to make me feel loved. I've lived in fear for thousands of years and I'm really starved for love now."

"You must give me love." Lin Yinmeng looked at him earnestly.

"Love is fine too," the mature woman in black stockings emphasized.

"It would be even better if we loved each other more than one," she said confidently.

How come she's going along the same path as Li Yinuo?

"I tried my best..."

This could be considered Lin Yinmeng's long-cherished wish; if it were fulfilled, perhaps her manhood could be found again.

"Okay, let's pinky promise." Lin Yinmeng stretched out her little finger.

Zhang Chen was amused by her. The Demon King was quite childish. Could such a monster really write so many charming songs?

Something feels off...

Reach out and make a pinky promise.

"Oh! And my new song~ I need you to shoot the music video. You'll have to come with me for every new song from now on."

Lin Yinmeng clasped her hands together and pressed them against one side of her cheek, looking incredibly sweet. "I've been looking forward to this for so long, don't stand me up."

"Just give me the money." Zhang Chen remained true to his original aspiration.

Why are you always thinking about money?

I want to raise other monsters, baby.

"Paying off the mortgage."

"Oh, a mortgage, that makes sense. Even making love needs a love nest..."

"..."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now." Zhang Chen was afraid that Lin Yinmeng would grab his hand and pull him into her arms again.

I was massaging your chest just now, but I don't know where I'll massage next.

After all... among the known monsters, this bird is the only one who was intimate with him in the past.

So much so that... I almost had to eat it.

"Okay, bye-bye~"

Lin Yinmeng watched Zhang Chen leave, disappear, and vanish with tender affection.

Her lips gradually turned downwards, curving into a look of annoyance.

"You bitch, you've made my husband smell like a dog."

"Gurgle gurgle!"

Just then, a gust of wind swept through the woods where Zhang Chen had disappeared, and several crows flew out and landed in front of Lin Yinmeng.

"Goo-ga! My lord! Your acting was flawless! He must have believed it all!"

"He probably still figured it out a little." Lin Yinmeng shrugged. "I didn't want to go through all these roundabout ways to lie to him."

"But that dog was so annoying, wearing a collar...did it think I wouldn't wear one? Even birds have plenty of ways to play with them, you know."

The crows looked at each other, not daring to speak. They were just minor demons and didn't know much about strange and unusual things.

"Have you finished dealing with things at the hospital?" Lin Yinmeng asked, adjusting her breathing.

"Goo-ga! My lord! Everything's been taken care of! It's just that Shen Nianxi was there, so we couldn't act directly... But Miss Fangyi is in good spirits! She's accompanying her mother to the beach for a relaxing stroll!"

"Okay, that's good."

"Goo-ga-ga! Winning back my old flame is just around the corner, my lord!"

"It's not something that can be expected in a short time." Lin Yinmeng looked at the lake and said calmly, "From the moment I found him again, he was mine."

"What does Li Yinuo know? She only knows how to be a dog, and she thinks she understands the relationship between men and women just because she wrote a few erotic books..."

"I am the rightful wife, I have the right to be mine. We were just one inch apart back then, just that one inch... and he was mine."

"But..."

Why did you leave me...?

"What did I do wrong? Why did you leave me..."

As she spoke, Lin Yinmeng's expression inexplicably turned sorrowful. She covered her face, her knuckles clenched, and her breathing became unsteady.

Seeing this, several crows became anxious and began cawing around Lin Yinmeng, "My lady! Calm down! Calm down! Don't hurt yourself!"

"It's nothing." Lin Yinmeng closed her eyes and regulated her breathing for a while. "What about the crow? How's the script it wrote coming along?"

"It's written! My lord! There are ten bed scenes! One hundred kissing scenes! Two hundred intimate scenes!"

"Okay~ Remember to also write a proper script for normal filming." Lin Yinmeng smiled gently again.

"Gug! But sir... how should we deceive the immortal then?"

"Hmm~ I'll think about it some more."

"Just treat this as a normal music video, show it to the whole world as a testament to our love, and make that bitch jealous."

"That's not normal... Hmm, after I've enjoyed it myself, I'll show it to that dog in private, to show it what real love between a man and a woman is like, it's not just about wearing a collar..."

"Gentle, pitiful, submissive, sweet, sexy body but a lovely heart, that's the right way... Li Yinuo's tough attitude is too outdated."

The crows fell silent, covering their ears and daring not to listen.

...

"call..."

On the way back to the matchmaking agency, Zhang Chen shivered; the night was inexplicably cold.

Upon analysis, Lin Yinmeng seems to really be a silly bird, the kind who only knows how to giggle.

Thinking about it this way, it's not impossible that Lin Yinmeng's progress is the fastest in the defeat CG.

After all... the early bird catches the worm.

Upon reaching the courtyard gate, Zhang Chen took the sleeping Xu Mianmian out of his pocket, called over the little golden retriever and the calico cat, and asked them to look after her.

The mice quickly built a small rabbit burrow out of thatch, and the calico cat brought over some colored lights to decorate the burrow.

Little Jin was very generous; he took a bite of his own dog fur and used it as a bedding for the rabbit hutch.

"You brought back another rabbit?" Tu Shan Han Su returned carrying a vegetable basket. "You even brought back a human form?"

Miss Fox's gaze was unfriendly.

"Uh... she doesn't transform at home," Zhang Chen said.

Tu Shan Han Su snorted, glanced at his neck, and narrowed her eyes.