The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 477 Beloved, please don't chop your hands!

Too many words, so many mistakes, facing the violent Emperor Qing, who said everything was wrong, Ling Jiuyou directly chose to give up the treatment!

However, facing such a terrifying Emperor Qing, Ling Jiuyou was still flustered and timid, so scared!

"My dear, please don't chop off your hands! You chopped off my hands, how can I eat meat..." Tears ran, crying blind, Ling Jiuyou held up a pair of paws, let you get whatever you want, as long as you don't Chop, everything is easy to say!

chop hands?

When Di Qing heard this, the brows under the golden mask frowned immediately!
This woman!

What are you thinking?
He is very angry, very angry, but he will not be angry enough to hurt her!

With this bottom line, even if he is furious, Di Qing still has it!

Therefore, in the next moment, Di Qing reached out, grabbed Ling Jiuyou's hand, and pressed it into the Lingquan water...

When Ling Jiuyou saw this, the tiger's body shook immediately!
Emma, ​​are you coming?
Did she really guess right?

Is my darling planning to put her to death in the spiritual spring?

Woo!
Do you want Jiang Zi to be cruel...

She still has a lot of spirit beasts hoarding goods...

That's a lot of meat...

"Farewell, my flesh..." Turning her head, she looked at the corner of the space of the mother cauldron, where her rations were piled up like a hill...

I can't even eat it!
I can't eat it...

Hearing this, Di Qing couldn't help stretching out his hand, and turned the head hanging around his neck to the other side!
Look, really upset!
Then, bowed his head, held Ling Jiuyou's hand and started...

Ok?
Scrub!
Ling Jiuyou, whose head was turned around, realized later that she was not completely pressed into the Lingquan, but only her hands...

There was no feeling of being drowned by pressing the spiritual spring, or of suffocation...

Blinking a pair of innocent phoenix eyes, Ling Jiuyou turned her head in a daze, and saw that she was hugging her heart, leaning against her head, giving her an extremely solemn expression...

handwashing?

Ah!
That's right!

Just wash your hands!

It's just that the action of washing hands is a bit heavy!

"Sweetie?" Ling Jiuyou hooked his neck in some doubts, poked his head to look at Di Qing who was hugging him, and whispered...

"Busy!" Di Qing, with downcast eyes, didn't even raise his head.

Ling Jiuyou: "..."

Busy, wash her hands?

"Strength... a bit heavy..." It seemed that she would not drown her in the spring water, nor chop off her hands. A certain Jiu, who was used to climbing up the pole, immediately acted seriously. reminded.

"The strength is not heavy, and it can't be washed clean!" Thinking of these hands, which touched Xiao Xiang's superior, Di Qing's expression became even more dignified!
wash!
Be sure to wash it!

The existence of the Supreme Master Wu Qi made him very annoying, very unhappy, very irritable...

Ling Jiuyou: "..."

What her sweetheart said made sense, but she was speechless!

However, Ling Jiuyou soon discovered that there was a problem!
"My darling, you've been washing for a long time..." She saw that a layer of skin was about to be washed off her white and slender paws. They were so red that their noses looked like they were cooked crayfish...

This……

Is this endless scrubbing?

How long has it been washing, without stopping? Although the time in the mother cauldron is much slower than outside, she is not worried about the time, but she is worried about her claws...

(End of this chapter)