The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 793 I thought you liked it
Rao Ling Jiuyou's actions were too simple and rough, hurting Di Qing, making his brows become tighter and tighter, and at the end, he couldn't bear to remind him anymore, "Jiujiu, you are hurting me! "

"I can't help it!" Ling Jiuyou immediately waved the comb in his hand and said, "Xiao Yezi promised to use it as a mount for me, and then I combed your hair all day long. You lost a hair, I think, probably my combing action is too gentle, so today I will be a little rough, to see if I can comb one..."

In this regard, Ling Jiuyou has nothing to hide...

Right and left, it was my darling who fooled me into taking Ye Wuxie as a mount back then, wasn't it?Otherwise, she wouldn't know that her darling's hair is so powerful, wouldn't she?

So, Sima Zhao's small thoughts are quite natural!
On the contrary, Di Qing felt even more helpless when he heard this!

Turning around, grabbing the evil little paw of the little woman behind him, the bottom of the eyes of the emperor Qing Xingchen was full of affection and said, "You can't comb it off!"

"Karma? Why can't you comb it off?" Ling Jiuyou was taken aback, blinked, and when he understood, he immediately glared and said, "My dear, don't! Don't hit me! It's not easy to fool Xiaoyako into a mount. You have used all eight martial arts, and you are only missing a single hair!"

"Then you won't be able to comb it off either!" Di Qing shook his head helplessly upon hearing this, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a doting arc.

"How is it possible? In this world, how many people are troubled by hair loss? The prices of those medicinal materials for hair growth of Polygonum multiflorum have skyrocketed, okay? I don't believe you can stop losing your hair!" Ling Jiuyou snorted, with a determined expression on his face. move.

"So, you combed my hair for this wishful thinking?" Di Qing shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, it was already the limit of his laughter.

"Otherwise? Or do I come here to be your little maid? Am I free?" Ling Jiuyou stared.

"But you forgot, this seat is not an ordinary person!" Di Qing raised his hand, nodded between Ling Jiuyou's brows, and said helplessly, "This seat was born against the sky. , may not be able to hurt me at all, you actually want to use a wooden comb to comb off my beard and hair that contains the blood of the ancestor dragon?"

"Uh..." Ling Jiuyou was dumbfounded when he heard the words...

What the hell!

She seems to have really forgotten about this...

Blinking innocently, Ling Jiuyou felt that with his own IQ, making such a low-level mistake was really a bit of a loss...

"So, you really don't lose your hair?"

"No!" Di Qing shook his head.

"Crack!" Ling Jiuyou smashed Di Qing's body with a wooden comb, and the little man put his hips on his hips, like a teapot hag, "Then if you don't tell me, I've been working so hard for nothing!"

"I thought you liked combing my hair..." Di Qing frowned.

"Hey! I'm such an arrogant person, I don't have three points of interest, and I get up at five o'clock early? Would I like to be a maid? My dear, you really think a little too much! I did it, from the beginning to the end. Your hair..." Ling Jiuyou huffed, curled his lips, not to mention how aggrieved.

Although, she actually likes to comb her darling's hair...

However, if it weren't for that bad intention, Ling Jiuyou would definitely not start this journey of being a maid. After all, her darling's hair seems to have never been messed up...

(End of this chapter)