Chapter 463
When Emperor Beiming saw what was written on the back, his face softened a little. The level of the name of the black thing is really not very good. It is no wonder that the name of the Yun family is derived from family learning. Look at the names of their brothers and sisters, Yun Chu. Si, Yun Chuwu, and Yun Chulu are all gone!
Di Beiming then looked down:
"Second, I shouldn't drink. Although wine is a good thing, it's a good thing to have a drink, and a big drink will hurt your health. Especially for someone like me who is poor in alcohol and alcohol, you must not drink. I promise that in the future Must stop drinking.
3. I shouldn't secretly paint your...paintings. Although, my starting point is good, and art is innocent, but since male gods don't like it, then I will not paint in the future.
The above are the mistakes I made. Because my mistakes have brought huge mental damage to the male god, I sincerely apologize for this, and promise that I will never make similar mistakes in the future. I hope you can forgive me, the male god.
When I saw this, Di Beiming was quite satisfied. Anyway, it looked like a normal review book, but when I saw the back, Di Beiming was almost out of breath. :
"Male god, in fact, the above are not my thoughts, the following are my thoughts.
First, Wujitou and I are just playmates. We have neither ambiguous feelings nor impure physical relationships. Male god, you got angry for no reason and seriously hurt my little heart.
Second, wine is brewed from Lingmi. If you don't drink it, it's a waste, and it's shameful to waste food. I adhere to the principle of not wasting, so I drank a little wine for the black chicken's head. Is it wrong?
Third, I painted your...paintings, that's because I like you, why didn't I paint others? Besides, I didn't let you show it all, didn't I cover you with something? What a stingy!
In a word, this incident was completely caused by your ignorance. However, I don't remember villains. After all, you care too much about me, so I will forgive you. "
Di Beiming threw the review book on the table: "Black thing, are you a review book or a battle book?"
Yun Chujiu said with a smile on his face: "Male God, if you are not happy, you can look at it the other way around, and you can just write what I have in your heart, right?
If you are really angry, you have the ability to beat the black chicken in the head! If he didn't have to come to Linghuazong to spy on you, wouldn't there be no such thing? So the culprit is the black chicken head, you go and beat him! "
"Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!" Xue Wuji, who was wrapped in the quilt, sneezed fiercely twice: "It must be that Di Beiming's face paralyzed scolding me! This bastard! If he hadn't kicked me into the pool, I could have Do you catch a cold?! Huahua, I’m a bit drunk, tell me in detail what happened last night.”
Anwei Huahua recounted what happened the previous night, including what Xue Wuji said, what Yun Chujiu said, and Di Beiming's expression at that time, all in great detail.
Xue Wuji twitched her hair: "The birthday song that Little Sister Jiu sang is pretty good, at least the lyrics are easy to remember, this little girl is quite interesting, hee hee."
Anwei Huahua looked at Xue Wuji's silly smile, and had an ominous premonition in his heart: "Young Master, you're not going to be serious, are you? You're not in love with that Yun Chujiu, are you?"
Xue Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then angrily said: "What nonsense?! How could I fall in love with such a skinny little girl?! I just don't think she is so annoying anymore!"