Xiao Momo had a serious face: "I really spoil him." ”

Determined to be the first in the universe.

Qian Jue had the urge to rub the white-haired dumplings hard, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you spoil him the most." But if you spoil him so much, why don't you confess to him? I believe that if you are willing to confess, Mo Gongzi will like you more. ”

The most important thing between lovers is trust.

Ah, no.

Mo Yan and His Royal Highness are where they are, she is thinking about something, it is not a relationship between lovers at all.

Xiao Momo's face became more and more serious: "No! ”

Qianjie wondered, "What are you worried about?" ”

Xiao Momo's face darkened: "The painter of Beilan Kingdom has a misunderstanding about demons!" ”

Qianjue: "??? ”

Your subordinates are really, and they can't keep up with your brain circuits anymore.

Xiao Momo's face darkened: "They painted Bai Ze so ugly." ”

Qianjue was stunned for three seconds, and then- "poof", burst out laughing.

No, I can't hold it back.

"Hahaha." Laughing so hard that my stomach hurts.

Is that why?

Sure enough, the idol burden of His Royal Highness the Demon King is too heavy!

Because I like Mo Yan too much, I don't want to leave a bad impression on Mo Yan.

Those spicy-eyed Bai Ze portraits in the human world, Qian Jue knows, and it is indeed a difference of 100,000 heavens and earths from His Highness's beast-shaped body.

"Don't laugh!" Xiao Momo (╯‵□′) ╯ (┻━┻

"Okay, don't laugh, poof-" Qianjue covered her mouth, but her shoulders still shook.

Xiao Momo's face was dark, and the roots of his ears were already red.

Dislike.

Even Miss Qianjue laughed at her.

As a result, he was even more determined not to tell Mo Dayan that he was Bai Ze!

She is like this now, after the Yang God came out of her body, she is also a young Bai Tuanzi, and she can't recover to her peak state in a short time, and she can't show Mo Dayan her mighty, beautiful and handsome Bai Ze complete beast soul form.

Every bully is eager to establish a majestic image in front of his son.

She's no exception!

Seeing His Royal Highness the Demon King glaring at him accusatory, the red fluff at the root of his ears couldn't cover it, and Qianjue's heart was budding by her, and she felt that if she continued to laugh, it would be too unkind.

"I think it's not like there's no solution to this."

Qianjue's red lips rose, a pair of hot red eyes smiled, and he gave an idea, "My ink danqing, although it is not as good as the white tiger, is still good." In this way, while Mo Yan is not there, how about I help you draw a picture of the Danqing of the demon king Bai Ze? ”

Despite the tone of asking for advice, Qian Jue had already walked to the desk, spread out the paper paper, and began to grind the ink.

The ink here is very good, it is the emperor ink of 500 years.

The best in ink. It's also an antique.

Ordinary lovers of calligraphy and painting will offer and treasure this kind of ink as if they were worshipping their ancestors. And Mo Yan actually used it directly to grind. It can be seen that the wealth is huge.

"Can you do it?"

Xiao Momo jumped forward, jumped directly onto the desk, and squatted next to Yanmo, although his face was expressionless, his eyes were shining.

Obviously looking forward to death, but he didn't spare the demon on his mouth, "If it doesn't work, don't draw." ”

Qian Jue has a good temper, and on the side of Zhu's lips, the smile is undiminished: "Let your subordinates try it, and if you are not satisfied with the drawing, it will not be too late to destroy it." ”

His Royal Highness the Demon King's sullen temperament must be stroked along the hair.

The ink is polished, dipped in ink, waved, and painted Danqing.