The Demon King continued to smile bitterly: "The relationship between me and her may have always been just wishful thinking on my part. ”

The main system pondered for a moment before saying, "Not necessarily, you see, hasn't that adult started to pay attention to you now?" ”

"You're right, she's finally starting to turn her gaze on me." Speaking of which, that handsome face seemed to be blurred by a soft color, and the gentleness was incredible.

"Great, sir? You need to cheer up. "The main system is a little worried that this demon king will be devastated from now on.

"Is the deity like one who is psychologically fragile and needs to be comforted by a statistic that doesn't even have a brain?" Oh, I'm waiting to see the deity's joke, and the deity will let you see who has the last laugh.

"......" it knew that this demon king was a master who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and he just cheered up and sarcastically mocked it.

……

By the time Qingfeng finished cleaning the room, Qing Yu had already jumped down from the tree.

When I came to the tree, I didn't find any trace of Qing Yu, so I couldn't help frowning.

She's not going to lie to him.

"Hey." Qing Yu came out of the space and patted Qingfeng on the shoulder, trying to scare him.

Qingfeng hurriedly turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qing Yu's figure.

"Where have you been?" This temperament is really a little naughty.

"I didn't go anywhere, I've been next to you all the time, but it's hidden, and you can't see it."

Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, and naturally took her hand.

"Let's go, go and look at your room, see what's not suitable, and I'll help you straighten it out again."

Qing Yu looked at the hand he was holding in a trance, she remembered that the birdman in the last small world also held her hand, but she simply broke away, how could she change the world and change her appearance, she couldn't bear to do that kind of thing again.

“…… Well. ”

After opening the door, he found that the whole room was cleaned by him, and the layout in the room was very exquisite, like the dresser of his daughter's house, rouge and gouache, etc., Qing Yu also looked at other rooms while he was cleaning, it couldn't be simpler, and the things in this room must have been prepared by him early in the morning.

Qing Yu felt a little funny, this was planned a long time ago, just waiting for her to come.

"How? Is it satisfactory? ”

Qingfeng was a little nervous, he had never seen his daughter's boudoir before, so when he was decorating this house, he kept asking the female ghost who was locked in the copper money by himself before, but fortunately he bought more things and bought all the things for the woman.

"Well, yes, that's good." He's put in so much effort, what else can she say.

Hearing Qingyu's approval, Qingfeng was very happy in her heart, but there was still something in her heart that did not suit her heart.

"That's good, if you think something is wrong, you tell me, and I will help you change it in place."

“…… Okay, I'll say it by all means. She thought he was going to say something about changing her place or something, but it seemed that she was thinking too much, and this girl was determined to keep her here.

At dinner, Qingfeng was very happy to open the jar of wine, the jar was about the size of the largest basketball, the red cloth on the jar was removed, the aroma of wine instantly overflowed from the jar, the strong aroma of wine hooked up Qingyu's gluttony, grabbed one of the jars and poured it into his mouth, and after a while, the jar of wine was drunk, and Qingyu also became confused.

Qingfeng laughed angrily at her move, raised his hand and tapped the tip of her nose, "Little gluttonous cat, drunk?" ”

Qing Yu waved her hand unconvinced, her ruddy face gave her a little bit of delicacy that she didn't usually have, and her lips stained by wine looked much more delicate. juice, the neckline didn't know when it loosened a lot because of her movements, revealing the delicate collarbone, and the few drops she left behind when she drank all slid down her neck to the depths of the neckline, and the breeze was dry and dry.

"No, it can't be, I can't get drunk."