Chapter 152: Mine isn't yours
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Yun Chujiu had tears of wide noodles in his heart. Sure enough, his fist was hard to speak, so little white face, you wait, wait for my aunt to become stronger, I will sleep on the bed, let you kneel on the ground and sing me a lullaby!
The corner of Di Beiming's mouth curled up, took off his coat, and lay on the outside of the bed.
Yun Chujiu's eyeballs were in a hurry, and he had another idea: "Male god, the so-called male and female don't accept each other, can't we sleep in a bed?"
"Well, what you said makes sense, then you sleep on the ground!"
"Ah, hahaha, I'm kidding! I'm too young to be a woman! I don't need to avoid suspicion!
Di Beiming raised an eyebrow: "You forgot? There is also a saying that men and women are seven years old and have different seats, so for your reputation, you should go to bed on the ground!"
"Why am I sleeping on the ground, not you sleeping on the ground?" Yun Chujiu shouted loudly in the first half of the sentence, and the voice became smaller and smaller as the mosquito crowed under the suppression of Di Beiming's eyes.
Di Beiming withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "Because what is bad is your reputation, not the reputation of the deity."
"Huh! This is my bed!" Yun Chujiu deliberately increased the word "mine".
"Oh? Since you want to divide so clearly, then you return the ring that the deity gave you to the deity, as well as the deeds, the spiritual fruit, and the meals, and ..."
"God, I'm kidding, isn't mine yours! It's getting late, let's go to bed early! Ah, so sleepy, I'm asleep!" Yun Chujiu closed his eyes and covered himself with a quilt. Keeping his head in his head, Ying Jing pretended to snore a few times.
Emperor Beiming watched Yun Chujiu shrink back into the quilt like a little quail. He couldn't help but laugh and waved his candle out.
Yun Chujiu saw that Emperor Beiming didn't speak, so he secretly stretched his head out, Emma, so dangerous, if a bed was lost for a storage ring, it was a big loss!
Sleep together, sleep together, anyway, it ’s not that I have n’t slept, although the small white face is abhorrent, but it does n’t look like a pervert. Besides, she is so dry, it is estimated that he ca n’t talk.
Yun Chujiu comforted himself and soon fell asleep.
On the contrary, Emperor Beiming couldn't sleep, so he turned to look at Yun Chujiu's sweet sleep.
Huh? Black things seem to be a lot whiter than when they were first seen!
In fact, the black things are not so ugly. The facial features are still very delicate. If they are white, they can be seen.
Di Beiming looked at it, involuntarily reached out and touched Yun Chujiu's face, um, quite slippery.
Yun Chujiu felt something on his face in his sleep. He raised his arm and pulled it, then turned over and slept his head inside.
Emperor Beiming's face was hot, and he withdrew his hand.
Humph! Black things, do you think this deity is willing to touch you? The deity is just, just, just curious, yes, just curious!
Di Beiming also turned around, and Yun Chujiu turned their backs to each other, and thought for a while before slowly falling asleep.
However, after sleeping, the two of them turned over unexpectedly, Yun Chujiu's small head shrunk in Di Beiming's arms, and the sleeping one was called sweet.
Early the next morning, Yun Chujiu opened his eyes again in Huang Lao's cry like Hong Zhong.
Yun Chujiu carefully moved Emperor Beiming's arms around his waist, stretched his lazy waist, and then got out of bed. After washing, he jumped to work.
Di Beiming sat up suddenly after Yun Chujiu left.
How can the deity dream about black things? Still dreaming ... how is this possible? ! It must be the reason for the deity's recent injury and confusion, yes, it must be so!
