Although Yun Chujiu is not interested in this hypocritical banquet, he is interested in receiving this goods with gifts!

Now Yun Chujiu is a popular person in the Mo family, so naturally there are many people who stutter.

Even Mo Peng and the others didn't dare to slack off, the birthday gifts they gave were very valuable, and they were very happy to receive the gifts.

At the end of the banquet, Yun Chujiu returned to Tinghe Xuan under the pretext that he was a little tired.

The goods sat on the bed, counted the gifts received, and closed their mouths happily, if only they could have ten or eight birthdays a year.

Full of warm thoughts**, this thing wants to be Emperor Beiming!

However, she knew that Di Beiming was in danger, and she didn't dare to send a voice note to distract Di Beiming's attention, so she had to take out the portrait of Di Beiming to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

However, this portrait is a little special, well, the emperor Beiming on it is not wearing clothes, referred to as the fruit body statue.

This thing drooled, and almost went up to kiss it directly, muttering while watching: "Dog tail! You are a fool! It's all your fault, if it weren't for you, maybe I would have dismantled the little white face into my stomach, and now the little white face will play soy sauce!"

The strange grass in the dantian curled up the leaves, and it knew that the swearing that would start every few days was about to start again! No way, it was a thief, and it could only let Yun Chujiu scold, scold, just get used to it, if you can't hear the little girl's scolding for many days, what do you feel shortcoming!

In a cave in the dark, Di Beiming sat on a stone wall covered in blood, although he took a lot of hemostatic pills, but this time the injury was too serious, two days and two nights have passed, and there is still no recovery, if it is delayed any longer, I am afraid that those people will catch up.

Di Beiming closed his eyes and rested, and suddenly remembered that today was the ninth day of the seventh month, so he laboriously took out the voice note and put his divine sense into it: "Xiao Jiu, happy birthday." ”

Yun Chujiu was drooling over the portrait of Emperor Beiming's fruit, and when he saw that it was a voice note sent by Emperor Beiming, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

After hearing Di Beiming's words, this thing couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, the little white face can still remember my birthday, it's very intimate!

"Male god, I miss you, you have to pay attention to your body! Don't be so dead-eyed, you have to be open-minded when you should be shameless. ”

When Di Beiming heard Yun Chujiu's words, his originally cold and hard expression softened: "Well, I know, you rest early, and I'll go to see you when I have time." ”

"Alright, come on, poof!"

Yun Chujiu thought that Di Beiming would reply to her with a "hmm" at most, but what she didn't expect was that Di Beiming's deep voice came from the voice charm: "Xiao Jiu, I miss you too, you take care." ”

Yun Chujiu couldn't believe it, the little white face was actually enlightened?

She listened to it several times, and then rolled happily on the bed, thinking it was the best birthday present she had ever received.

Emperor Beiming on the other side felt dizzy, and he didn't even have the strength to put the voice note into the storage ring again, so he fainted with the sound note in his hand.

Yun Chujiu on the other side rolled happily for a while, and suddenly sat up.

Huh? Things seem to be wrong, Xiao Baimian's words don't seem like sweet words, how does it feel like she's confessing her last words? Is she thinking too much, or is something really wrong with Xiao Baimian?

Yun Chujiu's heart was tight, and he quickly took out the voice talisman: "Male god, are you okay?"

After a long while, the voice note did not react, and Yun Chujiu panicked.