Chapter 207 The Love Poem of Yun Chujiu

Di Beiming raised the corners of his mouth: "Well, be good! Eat it!"

Yun Chujiu feels like feeding a puppy? !

Emperor Beiming took out the food from the storage ring and placed it on the stone table.

Yun Chujiu suddenly threw some puppy and kitten out of the sky, and ate it happily.

After dinner, Di Beiming raised his eyebrows: "Go into the room and practice calligraphy!"

Yun Chujiu is really reluctant to practice calligraphy, so what's the use of practicing calligraphy or not? Apart from writing love letters, it can be used at other times. It is better to lie down when you have this time!

Yun Chujiu dawdled, walked three steps back two steps, and reluctantly entered the room.

"Male god, can I not practice? I'm useless to practice this thing except to write you a love letter!"

Di Beiming raised the corner of his mouth: "Then write a love letter and see."

Yun Chujiu touched his head: "Oh, god, my head hurts all over."

Emperor Beiming...

"I originally planned to give you a spirit beast bag if you wrote it well. Since you have a headache all over, forget it!" Di Beiming sighed.

"Oh, why don't the pain suddenly stop?! My god, my head doesn't hurt anymore! The love letters are so unfeeling, I'll write you a love poem!" Yun Chujiu suddenly turned from an eggplant beaten by frost into a lively dance.

Yun Chujiu was afraid that Di Beiming would go back on his words, so he quickly picked up the brush and began to write:

Ah, man!

Your temperament makes me intoxicated, your voice makes me sink!

You are the white snow on the mountain, you are the sunset on that day,

Although unattainable, it is also exciting!

I am willing to be the little rock on the mountain, I am willing to be the little bird in the sky,

Just to be able to get closer to you, and closer!

Even if the wind, frost, snow and rain flatten my edges, even if the thunder and lightning strip my feathers,

I have no regrets, no regrets, go ahead!

Because I love you so deeply!

Just like a fish loves the sea, just like a grass loves the land!

Male god, please let me say affectionately, I love you!

Yun Chujiu blew the ink, and then said shyly: "How is it? Is it very literary? It's straightforward and affectionate! I'm so talented!"

"The reconciliation is not neat, and the words are vulgar! However, for the sake of your seriousness, let's reluctantly count you through!" Although Di Beiming said so, he still carefully put the paper that had just dried on the ink in it. Inside the storage ring, and then handed Yun Chujiu a spirit beast bag.

Yun Chujiu happily took the spirit beast bag, asked Di Beiming how to use it, and then ran outside to test the little black bird.

The sad little black bird was taken in for a while, and released for a while, and after being tossed for seven, seven and forty-nine times, Yun Chujiu was so addicted that he was finally willing to enter the house.

Yun Chujiu rolled her eyes, I was really angry today, I have to find a way to get back one city.

"Male god, let's play chess! The old rule, the loser sleeps on the ground."

Di Beiming raised his eyebrows: "Yes, three wins in five games."

Yun Chujiu is full of confidence. The last time I was careless, I must be ashamed this time!

The ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny. Although Yun Chujiu played a hundred and twenty points, he still lost two games in a row.

At the beginning of the third game, Yun Chujiu saw that the chess piece in Di Beiming's hand had fallen to four in a row. He pretended to stumble and knocked over the chessboard.

"Oh, really, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! This chess game is ruined, we can only do it again!" Yun Chujiu smiled like a little fox who stole a chicken, I see how you can win I? !

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