Chapter 41 Do You Really Admire the Deity?

The pillow in Yun Chujiu's hand was thrown out, and reason was back online.

Done! How could she be so impulsive! This little white face is not easy to provoke, isn't she courting death? !

As soon as Yun Chujiu raised his head, he saw Di Beiming looking at her with a gloomy face. The pillow, cough, had been crushed to ashes.

"Black thing, do you want to die?" Di Beiming took a few steps forward and looked at Yun Chujiu with cold eyes.

Yun Chujiu scolded inwardly, this little white face changed too fast! Simply fine! She was so happy just now like an idiot, but now she's giving her a high-cold fan!

This little white face is moody, won't she really kill her? What's the matter, this is a bloody case caused by a pillow!

Di Beiming took a few steps forward, Yun Chujiu felt that the shadow of death was shrouding him, what should I do? How to do?

A look of surprise suddenly burst out on Yun Chujiu's small face: "Male god? It's really you! That's great! I thought I was dreaming just now! God, seeing you again, I'm really lucky for three lifetimes. , thank my eighth generation ancestors!"

Di Beiming's face softened, and he frowned slightly: "Since you are so happy to see me, why did you hit me with a pillow?"

"I, I..." Yun Chujiu rolled her eyes, desperately trying to make excuses.

"Humph! Duplicitous things! Since you want to die so much, this deity will fulfill you!" Di Beiming was very annoyed when he remembered the letter from Anfeng before.

Yun Chujiu jumped off the bed violently, threw himself into Di Beiming's arms, and put his arms around Di Beiming's waist: "Male God! Actually, in fact, oh, people, people are watching you come here early in the morning, I must have slept well and wanted to pass the pillow to you to make up for a sleep, but I was a little embarrassed, so I threw the pillow to the male god!"

For a long while, Di Beiming didn't speak, nor did he take the next step.

Yun Chujiu's little heart is beating non-stop, what does this little white face mean? The enemy doesn't move, I don't move! If Xiaobailian wants to kill her, she can only give it a try. Xiaobailian's death point is close at hand, and then the fish will die and the net will be broken!

The moment Di Beiming was hugged by Yun Chujiu, there was a bang, and his mind was dizzy! What does this feel like? There are thousands of fireworks blooming in my mind!

Unexpectedly, the black thing is shabby, but the body is fragrant and soft! Not only is it not disgusting to be held by this black thing, but it is a little itchy!

Di Beiming and Yun Chujiu had their own thoughts at this time, and while they were embracing silently, a person stumbled in from outside!

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Listen to me, the black girl is not dead, she is not..."

When Anfeng saw the situation in the house, he felt that he had taken another big step forward on the road to death!

"Ah! Your Majesty, I didn't see anything, I didn't see you hugging the black girl..."

"Go away!" Di Beiming waved his sleeves, and the sad dark wind flew out like a kite!

Di Beiming pushed Yun Chujiu away: "Black thing! Who allowed you to hold the deity? Do you want to die?"

Yun Chujiu rolled her eyes, except for this sentence, wouldn't you change a line? It's really uncultured!

This guy is sullen, but he has a shy expression on his face: "Male god, I can't help it. If you think I tarnished your noble body, then shoot me to death!"

Di Beiming glanced at Yun Chujiu: "Do you really admire this deity?"

Yun Chujiu kept nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Well! Well! It's true! You are the male god in my heart! You are the sun in my heart! You are the source of my life!"

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