So, the demon lord was hung all night.

When Bai Chu woke up from the couch, he saw a rather charming face.

Deep eyes, straight nose, thin lips, every inch of skin is just right. It was clear that his hands were tied and hung in the air in an embarrassed posture, but the deep eyes looked down lightly, obviously there was no demeanor movement, but there was a feeling of dignity to the extreme.

Bai Chu looked at him for a moment, frowned, and then turned his head away.

"......" Van Gogh silently watched her get up, dress, wash, and comb her hair, and when she found that she didn't have the slightest intention of putting him down, she pursed her thin lips and said in a dumb voice, "You hung me all night." ”

Bai Chu combed his hair in the mirror, "I know." ”

"You didn't sleep well last night, tossing and turning. ”

Pulling up a simple bun and inserting a silver hairpin, she saw his face in the mirror, "If you don't get me that swing-like bed, I can sleep better." ”

The morning light sprinkled gold through the window, the silver hairpin was shining, twisting the smooth and shiny green silk, elegant and alienated. Van Gogh narrowed his eyes, "This hairpin is not good-looking, and the second red one in the box next to it is more flattering to you." ”

Bai Chu raised his eyebrows, opened the second layer of the makeup box next to him, and a long hairpin covered in vermilion lay quietly in it, the sun shone, and the color of vermilion seemed to be inlaid with a layer of gold edges, glamorous but not demonic, charming but not frivolous.

"Why don't I remember that I had such a hairpin?" she pinched the hairpin and looked at it for a moment, then squinted over, "You gave it?"

Van Gogh's eyes lit up, "Take a look." ”

Pulled out the silver hairpin and replaced it with a red hairpin, and the person in the mirror seemed to be a little red in his hair in an instant, and the whole person became more vivid.

He looked at it carefully, and said softly: "It's good-looking." ”

Bai Chu closed the makeup box and glared at him, "The deity has always been good-looking!"

"Yes, yes, you've always been good-looking. The corners of Van Gogh's mouth hooked, and a slight smile floated, "Good-looking fox emperor, can you ...... Put me down, won't you?"

This smile is clear, and the smile is warm and warm, like spring in the world. Bai Chu looked at it appreciatively for a moment, his eyebrows were cold, "Let you go?" ”

Van Gogh's smile was slightly stiff, and he immediately put on a pitiful look of grievance, "Bai Chu, this posture is uncomfortable, my hands hurt, my shoulders hurt, and my waist hurts." ”

"If you don't feel bad, I won't hang you on the beam. ”

His Majesty the Demon Venerable looked sad, "...... Bai Chu, I'm hungry. ”

"Hungry? "Bound by that long silk, all the five senses are mortals, "mortals will not die if they don't eat or drink and starve for three or two days." ”

"Three or two days?" Van Gogh's eyes changed, "Are you going to-"

Bai Chu looked at him coldly, "Van Gogh, you provoked me, and the consequences were just as serious." ”

Van Gogh lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, his expression became solemn and serious, "Bai Chu, I was wrong, I am very honest and sincere to admit my mistake to you." I shouldn't have turned your bed into a swing just to make your sleep more exciting, I shouldn't have put my hand into your clothes to make you comfortable, I shouldn't have left you alone and couldn't sleep and dangled in the air, it's a heinous crime, it's an unforgivable sin, it's just that uncles can't bear it!"

Bai Chu raised his eyebrows, "Since I feel that my sins are unforgivable, let's hang on them." ”

"......" The corners of Van Gogh's mouth stiffened again, and then, he closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them again.

A pair of ink eyes are translucent in an instant, the corners of the eyes are charming, the veins are affectionate, and the light is stunning in the turn. The corners of his mouth were slightly curled, revealing a clear and shallow smile, his thin lips were like shaving, and the slight arc of the line was so delicate that it was difficult to describe. The voice that spoke again was quietly magnetic, hoarse and low, "Bai Chu, we haven't done it in mid-air yet." ”

The narrow eyes narrowed, and the next moment the person had already flown into the air, and his chin was lightly clamped between two fingers and raised, and the voice was faint: "Van Gogh, lust-lure is useless." If I think about that thing, I can play a lot of tricks by hanging you. Whips, candles, do you want to try it?"

"Your Majesty, this flavor ...... Slightly heavier. Van Gogh looked down heavily, "The concubine can't do it." ”

She pressed his chin with a slight force and turned his head around, "Then leave the deity in peace, don't think anything crooked." ”

"But......" He hesitated to look at her for a moment, his eyes became slightly complicated, and he said solemnly, "Bai Chu, I want to solve it a little." ”

"Hold on. ”

"How can this be held back! What should I do if something goes wrong!"

Bai Chu instantly glanced down at his crotch, then looked back at him, and smiled slightly, "His Majesty Demon Venerable can choose to urinate on his body." ”

"......" Van Gogh finally squeezed out a smile, "I don't care if I pee on my body, this is your dormitory, what should I do if I smoke you?"

That makes sense. Bai Chu stretched out his hand and patted him on the face, "The deity can choose not to have this hall." ”

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps from far and near in the corridor outside the temple gate. Without giving people time to react, the door of the temple was slammed open:

"Auntie, I'm still seriously injured, what's the matter with you piling up the folds in my room early in the morning! That amount can't be made up in ten days and half a month! Auntie-"

Bai Yi, who pushed the door and walked in, stopped violently.

What's the matter with the Demon Venerable hanging in mid-air? What's going on with my aunt's prostitute's prostitute?

He blinked, tilted his head, quickly turned into a folding fan with the handle in his hand to cover his face, and laughed awkwardly: "I didn't see anything, you two...... Continue, continue. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked back.

Before he could walk out the door, he was tapped on the shoulder, "Stop." ”

Bai Yi stopped, covered half of his face with the folding fan, and said euphemistically: "Grandma, this early in the morning, are you a little ...... Too ostentatious?"

"What are you thinking!" Bai Chuyi slapped the fan in his hand, "It's just in time, I'm going out for a trip and help me keep an eye on him, no one is allowed to approach." ”

Bai Yi's eyes showed a look of surprise, and his gaze bypassed Bai Chu to look at Van Gogh, who glanced at him with a gloomy face.

He pulled out a casual smile and bowed to him, "Good day, Grandpa." ”

Van Gogh was depressed and looked away.

"Grandma, I'm still seriously injured. ”

Bai Chu smacked him coldly, "I told you to look at him, and I didn't ask you to kill people and set fires." ”

"Auntie, can't you be considerate of the injured?"

"Don't talk nonsense. The words fell, and he went out of the hall directly, and by the way, he stretched out his hand to close the door of the temple and locked it outside.

The "......" folding fan was collected in the palm of his hand, Bai Yi looked up at the beam, and then saw Van Gogh's wrists along the long silk, frowning slightly, "Grandpa, this long silk is not ordinary." ”

Van Gogh's face sank, "Untie it for me." ”