Chapter 85: I'm Drawing and Playing

"Miss Nine, what happened just now?" Seeing Yun Chujiu coming out, Dark Wind hurried up and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing! Your Excellency wants to take a bath, I'll find someone to get bath water, you can hide it!" Yun Chujiu staggered and arranged for a few rough mothers-in-law to carry several buckets of hot water to the gate of the courtyard.

"Dark Wind! Dark, you two help me carry the hot water bucket into the house!" Yun Chujiu waited for his mother-in-law to walk away, and then beckoned Dark Wind and Dark to help carry the hot water bucket.

Dark Wind gave Dark a faint look, and the two of them lifted the bucket to the door of the house and didn't go inside: "Miss Nine, you can do the rest by yourself!"

"I really have no conscience, is this hot water bucket so heavy!" Yun Chujiu picked up a hot water bucket and walked into the house while muttering to himself.

"It's really useless!" Di Beiming waved his hand, and several hot water buckets "floated" into the room by themselves.

Yun Chujiu's eyes were shining: "Male god, you are so powerful! I simply worship you so much!"

Although Di Beiming didn't speak, he was obviously in a good mood and decided to temporarily forgive Yun Chujiu for burning his hair.

"The deity is going to bathe, you go out!" Di Beiming waved his sleeves like chasing flies.

Yun Chujiu slipped out of the room and pursed his lips disdainfully.

Hmph! Do you think that the old lady rarely sees your fruit body and can't do it?

I think when I picked up my clothes, my wife had seen it, didn't she just strip and have meat, dress in style, what's the big deal!

Yun Chujiu had the original scene in his mind, and when he remembered the moment he pulled it casually, his face couldn't help but blush slightly.

Yun Chujiu squatted obscenely under the window, taking a branch to write and draw on the ground.

"Black girl, what are you drawing?" the little black bird flew to Yun Chujiu's shoulder and asked curiously.

Yun Chujiu stroked with his hand: "It's nothing, I'm drawing and playing!"

"Huh, I seem to see a person!" the little black bird mung bean's eyes shot a thick gossip light.

Dark Wind and Dark were not embarrassed to come and see, but what they thought in their hearts was that the black girl must be secretly painting us, and the black girl really loves us very much!

Yun Chujiu did paint Di Beiming, but, cough, it was Di Beiming without clothes!

Half an hour later, Emperor Beiming's voice came from inside the room: "Black thing, the deity has been washed." ”

Yun Chujiu secretly thought, what a little white face, he actually washed for so long.

Yun Chujiu entered the house while slandering, and when he looked up, he was stunned!

How can it be so good-looking?!

It turned out that Di Beiming found that only a little of his hair was not scorched at the root, so he simply cut off the burnt parts, and the short hair that fell out made Di Beiming look more uninhibited and handsome.

Di Beiming was slightly surprised by Yun Chujiu's "obsessed" eyes, but he was very proud in his heart, and coughed dryly: "Hmph! I warn you not to covet the deity and wipe your saliva!"

Yun Chujiu subconsciously wiped his saliva with his hands, but naturally there was nothing, and then he realized that he had been fooled.

However, this thing is very thick-skinned, and naturally put down his hand: "Male god, I don't covet your beauty, I appreciate it! Everyone has a love for beauty!"

Di Beiming was in a good mood at this time, and he didn't raise the bar: "The deity still has something, you cultivate well, and the deity will come to check your cultivation progress in a few days, if you are lazy, hum!"

Yun Chujiu couldn't wait for Emperor Beiming to leave quickly: "Male god, you are busy with yours, I must cultivate hard, reach the second level of spirit refining as soon as possible, and live up to your cultivation!"

"Hmm!" Di Beiming nodded with satisfaction.

"By the way, male god, why do you smash my door every time you come?Ah, I'm not distressed about the door, I'm afraid that your hands hurt!" Yun Chujiu asked with a blink of confusion.