Chapter 459 What's the Matter with These Paintings

The next day, Yun Chujiu was a little confused when she opened her eyes. Why was Xiaobai face on the bed? Still staring at the dead fish and trying to eat her? !

Yun Chujiu suddenly remembered what happened last night, this guy closed his eyes in a hopeless way, and muttered, "I'm so sleepy, let's sleep a little longer!"

Di Beiming sneered: "If you have the ability, you can't get up all the time! I want to see how long you can sleep with this scourge!"

Yun Chujiu wished she could go back in time. If she could, she wouldn't drink anything at that time! It's all about that black chicken head, what kind of wine should I ask her to drink? ! Drinking, drinking, nothing to stir up feelings? ! That's all for sensationalism. You've been drinking too much, what wine are you pouring for her? ! It's over! Xiaobailian won't let her go easily!

It's over, it's over, she called him Xiaobailian yesterday! She seems to have made another big mistake, what is it? Why can't I remember? ! Sure enough, drinking is a mistake, and I will definitely not drink it in the future!

Di Beiming saw that Yun Chujiu's eyes were closed, but the expression on his face was very rich, he sneered in his heart, the black thing must be making up nonsense again, he wanted to see how she made it up? !

Yun Chujiu did psychological construction for a long time, finally opened his eyes, and then said with a look of surprise: "Male god? Ah, when did you come here? I miss you!"

Di Beiming didn't speak, just looked at her with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Yun Chujiu laughed dryly: "Hehe, hehe, male god, I was wrong! I shouldn't have called you Xiaobailian!"

Di Beiming sneered: "What else?"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't drink!"

"anything else?"

"I shouldn't be drinking with the black chicken head!"

"and also!"

"I shouldn't have eaten with the black chicken head!"

"Just eating? Will two people eat it on the ground?" Di Beiming remembered the scene he saw yesterday, and he gritted his teeth with hatred!

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Black-eyed chicken's head drank too much, and when he poured me the wine, he was about to fall. I went to help him and didn't help him, and we all fell! It's definitely not what you think! I just rolled on the ground. You are also holding the male god! How can I like the head of the black chicken?! The male god, are you jealous? Hahaha, you actually eat the vinegar of the black chicken head, although I don't hate it so much now He's gone, but he won't like him either! You're just being careful!"

Di Beiming snorted coldly: "Huh! I don't like it? I heard that you guys are playing chess and fighting landlords when you have nothing to do? Brothers and sisters are very kind!"

"Hey, male god, to be honest, my sister was hired by Wuji's head and spent 100,000 spirit stones a day. I thought that even if I didn't agree to him, he would try to make trouble, why not make a little money by agreeing to him? Flowers.

I really can't find anyone to play with. My fifth sister and the others are busy cultivating. Senior Brother Feng Ming was stung by a poisonous bee by Zelan and is still recovering. You said I can't find the sect master to play with? I reluctantly chose Wujitou. You know, he is too stupid. If I had any other choice, I would not choose him. "Yun Chujiu said with a look of disgust.

Seeing the look of disgust on Yun Chujiu's face, Di Beiming felt a little more comfortable in his heart. It's true, how could that idiot Xue Wuji be comparable to the deity, the black thing would choose him unless he was stupid!

"Put the matter of Xue Wuji aside, what's the matter with these paintings?" A stack of drawing papers appeared in Di Beiming's hand.