"Well, happy ......" Before the sentence was finished, Jiang Jinyue's body suddenly tilted without warning, and he was completely drunk.

"Eh, you-" Jun Lin hated others for hanging his appetite the most. After staring at him for a long time, he pulled his hanging heart back to his place and tried his best to persuade himself, which is a joke that cannot be taken seriously.

However, jokes are also words, what words are spoken, what kind of water is spilled, which can be taken back?

Besides, people in the world often say that they are drunk and spit out the truth, maybe she is......

Oops, what do you think Junlin?

The dignified demon lord is confused for a little hue, and he can't think about it, how can he become a big thing in the future?

I had a good battle between heaven and man in my heart, and I was swaying. The distressed Demon Lord sighed faintly and turned his gaze to the culprit, trying to divert his attention.

But when he saw the hairband that Jiang Jinyue was holding tightly in the palm of his hand, his chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear.

Why bother?

Like is like, no matter if she is a sacrifice or an immortal monarch in the god realm, as long as he Junlin really likes it, sooner or later he will become his person.

Thinking like this, Jun Lin couldn't help but praise himself for his wisdom and martial arts.

Fortunately, he is not as pedantic as Taiwei, he treats himself leniently and strictly disciplines his subordinates. This is not allowed, and what his subordinates do can only come secretly, timid, like rats.

While swaggering back to the Sheng Song Academy with Jiang Jinyue on his back, he secretly observed the rats who were peeping at him, and the smile on his face was like a bright pity.

It is really sad and lamentable, and even more pitiful that the current God Realm has been reduced to using mortals to deal with the Demon Realm!

The people in the shadows didn't know why, so they asked the old man, "Why is this guy so arrogant?"

The old man sighed: "Alas, I am also arrogant. is also a subordinate of others, but the treatment is very different. ”

"What's the explanation?"

"The God Emperor has an old man called "Rules", and his style of behavior is linked to these two words. The immortal monarchs have a lot of constraints, and they have to count on us mortals to deal with even a little demon. The Demon Lord is different, he only says that he is not allowed to kill innocents indiscriminately, and the rest will not interfere. ”

The newcomer had such an expression, and when he saw that the little demon was living more comfortably than the high-ranking Immortal Monarch, he couldn't help but feel a little envious: "It seems that being an Immortal Monarch is really not as happy as a little demon." ”

"Who's to say it isn't. The old man sighed with emotion, and when he saw that the man had already entered the Shengge Academy, he hurriedly made a gesture and patted the newcomer, "Let's go, work." ”

After a while, more than a dozen people quietly squatted at the entrance and exit of the Shengge Courtyard.

No matter how light the movement outside was, it couldn't escape Jun Lin's eyes, he pretended not to find anything, and carried Jiang Jinyue back to the house.

The drunk Jiang Jinyue was as well-behaved as a baby, Junlin put her on the couch, and she lay down obediently, but she still held on to the hairband and refused to let go.

There was nothing to do left and right, so Junlin lay down and thought about changing his strategy.

After this fight, the divine realm has redefined his identity, and from then on, he can appear in front of people with the face of a rabbit demon.

It is certainly worth being happy to shake off his tail, but when he thinks that the road to unraveling the curse is uncertain, as long as Kunwu remains by Jiang Jinyue's side for a day, his secret is in danger of being exposed in front of Kunwu.

He was in a hurry and took Jiang Jinyue to take the adventure, one was to quickly wash away Jiang Jinyue's suspicions and get rid of Kunwu's entanglement. The second is to tell her in this way that he is more trustworthy than Kunwu.

He didn't know whether Jiang Jinyue's trust in him had increased or decreased, but he found that Jiang Jinyue had reached a tacit consensus with him in some aspects.

Playfulness, freshness, and proper trust are the desires she hides in her heart and never shows.

And these are things that Kunwu can't give.

From last night, it seemed that she did not resist her own indulgence in her.

In Junlin's eyes, not to resist is to like. He doesn't mind playing with her more as long as she likes it.

His thoughts converged, the enchantment fell, and Jun Lin closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was dark and I had a splitting headache.

Jiang Jinyue frowned and hummed softly, thinking to herself, has this head been opened? Why does it hurt so much!

Jun Lin, who was sitting and drinking tea, heard the sound inside, and said to Jiang Jinyue through the falling curtain: "Is the wine awake?"

What kind of wine?

Jiang Jinyue squinted her eyes and thought, Oh yes, the fairy is drunk, how many glasses did she drink?

As soon as she thought about things, her brain swelled so badly that she rubbed her fingers a few times, and sat up with her hands on the bed.

There was a figure shaking outside the curtain, Jun Lin came in and sent the decanting soup to Jiang Jinyue: "Drink it quickly." ”

"What's that?"

Jiang Jinyue didn't like to take medicine, so Junlin coaxed her to be bone broth and drank it to cure her headache.

She knew that it was coaxing, but she still poured it clean in one gulp, and her mouth was full of astringency after drinking.

"Liar. ”

Jun Lin laughed without shame: "I said that the immortals are drunk and have great energy, why don't you say that I lied to you?"

"Heh, you're turning around the corner to remind me that I've drunk too much of your wine?"

"No more, no more, just a drink. ”

It's a shame to get drunk like this with one drink!

Jiang Jinyue tried to save face: "That's because I drank less, and I shouldn't get drunk if I drink a few more times." ”

Qingqing is reasonable. Jun Lin rolled down the slope, "I'll take it first when the fairy is drunk, and then I will celebrate you when you catch the culprit." ”

"Okay, that's a deal. Jiang Jinyue suddenly came to her senses, "I'll go now." ”

"What's the hurry? Junlin dragged the person back, "Put on your shoes first, and then go when it's dark." ”

After he reminded her, Jiang Jinyue found that the doors and windows were closed tightly, and the glimmer of light through the curtains was too dim, making her mistakenly think it was night.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Three days. ”

Three days?Jiang Jinyue sighed: "This wine is really strong." ”

"You're okay, you have to be drunk for at least ten days. Junlin walked to the table and sat down, looking into the distance.

Jiang Jinyue sat down and noticed that Junlin was different from the previous days. She followed Jun Lin's line of sight to look out of the courtyard, and suddenly said, "Someone." ”

Since the last time he melted his soul and fell seriously ill, Jiang Jinyue's perception ability has become more and more acute. She still had to use her spiritual power, and she just had to listen intently.

"It has been kept for three days. Jun Lin said.

"Is it the people in the alley?"

"I don't know who it is, they're all mortals, and they can't stop us. ”

Jiang Jinyue worried: "But it's not very convenient to get in and out." Aren't they blocking every exit, waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net?"

"It depends on whether the net in their hands is strong enough. Jun Lin didn't care, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry, I want soup. ”

"Good. Jun Lin got up and walked to the door, shouting into the void, "Brother outside the door, let the cook make some light soup." The little boy has a bad appetite and is in a bad mood, so he has to be coaxed. ”

When he turned around and returned to the house, he saw Jiang Jinyue's eyes floating over with unknown meaning. It's like asking, who do you have to coax?

"And who do you like?"

"What?"

"On that day, you said, brand, mine, like, bully, and then pull this son's hairband and don't let go, so, Qingqing, who is the person you like to bully?"

It was a simple sentence, but when he said it, it lingered a little lingering and ambiguous.

Jiang Jinyue's pupils shrank suddenly, and she gradually became a little unable to see her inexplicable emotions.