Suddenly, a hard thing slammed into his head, and he sat up with a low sigh and rubbed his head and glared at Mo Qingye over there, while a box of fragrant ointment fell on the quilt. "What are you doing! "The scripture behind ...... swallowed back."

"Wipe." Mo Qingye threw over a cold word.

"I don't wash my face, I don't apply cream."

"I didn't let you wipe it on your face!"

"Then it's even more unnecessary." Du Yuanyuan nestled a belly of fire, and his tone was not good.

"Wipe me!" Mo Qingye raised her voice, "Don't force me to do it." ”

Swallowing his anger, let the python bully, Du Yuan bit his lip and picked up the box of ointment, it was really fragrant, the fragrance was inexplicable, unpredictable, what the hell was this, he picked a touch and wiped it on his calf, there was no reaction, and it was slippery.

"Where to wipe!" Mo Qingye snorted coldly.

"Where do you say to wipe it! I don't know if I don't squeak. "Du Yuanyuan died of grievances.

"Stupid." Mo Qingye said sharply, and then patted his chest, "Here." ”

"Where?" Du Yuanyuan didn't dare to be convinced, to the chest? "What ...... to put there?"

"If you want to wipe it, you will wipe it!"

……

Mo Qingye looked at him coldly while cleaning up the small table, as long as his movements were slightly sluggish, those dark blue eyes immediately shone cold. After Du Yuanyuan painted his chest, Mo Qingye said coldly, "Okay." ”

Then, he got into the bed, and he turned over and over and stretched out his arms, making a particularly pleasant humming sound.

After Du Yuanyuan lay down, he felt that the situation was pressing, this could not be an ointment like breast enlargement, so he quickly rubbed it on the quilt before falling asleep.

This night slept quite peacefully, the early morning sun shone on his eyelids orange-red, he slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly the cold hairs on his whole body stood up, there was a figure sitting in the backlight next to the small wooden bed, his dark hair brushed over his elbows exposed outside the quilt, and his blue eyes were staring at him for a moment.

Du Yuan swished a guy in his spirits, sat up and moved back again and again, "What, what are you doing." ”

Mo Qingye didn't speak, his eyes swept around his chest.

The python demon has changed his clothes again, and today it is a blue-blue brocade cloud robe, with a silver-white belt, which is very handsome. Du Yuan subconsciously pressed his hand to his chest, "You, you're messing around." ”

"Take it away." Mo Qingye said in a deep voice, pulled his hand away, pulled his shirt open, swept his narrow eyes, frowned, and took a closer look, his brows were twisted deeper, and then he roared, "Have you wiped it!" ”

"Why didn't I wipe it, didn't you watch me wipe it!" Du Yuanyuan also shouted, which made people not live.

"Humph!" Mo Qingye brushed down and stood up, kicked over the wooden chair on his side, and slammed the door angrily.

Du Yuanyuan was angry and shocked to poke there, dead goblin, this is to let Lao Tzu develop! The life of crossing the demon world is really miserable. At that moment, there was a knock at the door, and a deferential voice said, "Please go and have breakfast, Madame." ”

Madam...... Madam! What a maddening appellation. As soon as he got on the boots and put on the big red robe, two maids walked in gently, holding a stack of clothes and said, "Please change your clothes and wash first." ”

It's still a full range of services, Du Yuanyuan thinks that he is so unlucky, and he can enjoy the little fun left.

But soon he found out that this pleasure was not his pleasure, and the clothes that the maid presented him were clearly women's clothes!

The long-sleeved dance is good, the clouds are flowing smoothly, and even the color is so sultry apricot. Silk and satin, light yarn overlapped, when the little maid respectfully said, "Please ask the slave family to change the clothes for the lady." The blood in his body froze, and his expression was nailed to his handsome face, "I'm a man." ”

"Uh...... This is the meaning of the lord, please Mrs. Haihan. ”

So far, Du Yuanyuan has been completely deprived of human rights, not only human rights, but also gender. The little maid served him thoughtfully, dressed him and carefully tied his belt, and then stared at his hair with an embarrassed face, "Madame's hair is inevitably shorter...... But it doesn't matter, the slave family is prepared. As he spoke, he glanced at the other little girl, but Du Yuanyuan's eyes didn't squint, so he didn't have to think about it. Sitting on the chair, let the maid fiddle around on his head, the maid put a cloud bun on him, and comforted him at the same time, saying, "Madame doesn't need to mind, this hair grows very fast, look at the slave's family," said that, he lifted the ends of his hair and showed him, "It's just that half a year has been so long, and the bun I wore for Madame is the best, and it is the hair of the lord who caught those ghosts who strayed into the mountain gate, and it is the same as the real thing." ”

She didn't say that it was better, but Du Yuan's scalp was numb, "Ahem, then, I used their hair, will they come to the door......"

The maid covered her mouth and smiled, "Madame is really good at laughing, what can you do if the lord is in the ground, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts in the underground have climbed up, and they don't dare to move half of Madame's fingers, the slave family really envy you." ”

Envy? Du Yuan rolled his eyes, "Little Nizi, are you interesting to your master?" ”

The little maid's face immediately turned red, "Madame, don't make fun of the slave family, where does the slave family dare to do such delusions, just say it by the way, Madame, don't take it seriously." She was so busy explaining that she was so nervous that even the wooden comb fell to the ground, for fear that Du Yuan would be jealous.