Ruan Ling stared at him and said with a smile: "Is the wine delicious?" ”

"It's delicious."

"Then drink more."

"No, ......no," Pu Zihuang propped himself up and staggered up, "I'm so dizzy that I can't drink it...... I'm going back to the house and lie down for a while. Squishy you're here...... Convenient, self-deed......"

He muttered and turned and walked back to his room.

Ruan Ling followed and looked at him: "Does Zihuangjun have to show his original form every time he gets drunk?" ”

"Hmm......" Pu Zihuang was very drunk, walking staggeringly, the gorgeous jade crown on his head was crooked, and he didn't know if he understood Ruan Ling's words.

Ruan Ling had no choice but to follow him step by step.

Although Pu Zihuang was drunk, he was able to find his door accurately.

He pushed the door open and walked in, ripped off his robe, and lay down on the thick carpet.

In the next moment, he turned into a colorful and gorgeous blue peacock.

But he was also full of alcohol and slept very deeply.

Seeing this, Ruan Ling walked over with light steps and pushed him: "Zihuangjun? Can you hear me? ”

The peacock's head shifted and changed to a more comfortable position.

Ruan Ling's gaze moved to the top of his head.

The peacock feather shook gently, tempting her all the time.

Ruan Ling slowly stretched out his hand, carefully pinched a feather feather, and pulled it hard!

"Hmm!"

The peacock snorted.

Ruan Ling's frightened heart almost went into arrest.

She remained motionless and did not dare to move until the peacock snored evenly again, and she exhaled softly and put the peacock feather away.

"I'm sorry Zihuangjun, I will definitely compensate you in the future!" Ruan Ling clasped her hands together, made a gesture at the gorgeous peacock, turned around and was about to leave, but saw a little demon standing at the door, looking at her with a dull expression.

"You, you, you......" the little demon's hand trembled like a leaf in the wind, "what did you just do to your master?" ”

"Shh Ruan Ling hurriedly silenced, walked to the door, pulled the little demon out, and said, "Your master is drunk, I want to see if he has anything wrong." ”

"But I saw you plucking your master's hair......"

"Where?" Ruan Ling flatly denied it, "You are dazzled, you are wrong." What do I want your master's hair to do? ”

"Needless to say?" The little demon was very sure, "You must be like those women, you love the beauty and wealth of your master!" ”

"You're kind of overthinking that." Ruan Ling patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I'm not interested in your master's beauty and wealth at all. I'll go first, you take good care of your master. ”

She didn't entangle with the little demon, she carried the feather in her arms and ran away.

The little demon blinked, watched her back disappear blankly, and only walked into the house with tea for a while.

Pu Zihuang slept for a long time before waking up.

As soon as he woke up, he noticed a little numbness on the top of his head.

He hurried to the mirror, and saw that another feather was missing from his head.

"Ruan Ling, you come back for me—" He yelled outside in frustration and anger, "You secretly plucked my hair again!" ”

He spun around the room angrily, and said to himself, "Next time you ask me for an antidote, I will never give it to you again!" ”

The little demon shivered.

He said, well, how could he be wrong.

That little city god is really abominable and slippery.

Despicable and with a bad stomach.

Even such a poor little demon as him is deceived.

caused him to be in a trance all day, and thought that he had committed the family genetic disease presbyopia in advance.