The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 321: Grass on the wall, falling on both sides 1
Glancing at the magic mirror stretching out from the side where Xiao Hei scratched and covered his face, this girl was muttering to herself the phrase "you can't see me, you can't see me".

Nan Lingge walked over amusedly, pretending to be confused: "Hey...where did the magic mirror go? Why did it disappear after a while?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Nan Lingge saw the ghost face looking at him from the gap between the fingers of its little black hand. Nan Lingge seemed to be looking around, pretending not to find it.

"Giggle... Jie Jie Jie... giggle..." A strange laugh came.

The corner of Nanlingge's mouth twitched. This was a snickering sound, or the magic mirror's laughter because it thought Nanlingge really couldn't see it.

But... the laughter is so loud...

"Is it funny?" Nan Lingge said lukewarmly.

"Huh?" Grimacing's big mouth froze immediately, and then, the black face twisted into a ball, struggling: "Didn't you say you couldn't find mine?"

The corner of Nan Lingge's mouth twitched: "You're so funny, I'm joking with you, and you take it seriously."

As soon as Nan Lingge's words came out, Lei's grimace was darkened on the outside and tender on the inside. It...it thought it had really hidden itself seamlessly.

"Damn human...," Grimace made a voice that was neither masculine nor feminine, a bit sissy.

The corners of Nanlingge's mouth twitched. Grimace didn't say any sensitive words before, but now it said "hateful human being" with its unique and weird voice. Nanlingge said, it's really a mother...

"Let's settle the score!" Nanlingge said coldly and seriously, it can be said that changing face is faster than turning a book, just now he was joking with the ghost face, but now it's down to business.

"Hehe...hehe..." Grimace laughed dryly twice, a huge drop of sweat fell from his head, and then said weakly: "Are you done?"

"Well," Nan Lingge nodded with a half-smile.

"Then who won?" He continued to ask with a playful smile.

"I don't know, guess it," Nan Lingge continued with a half-smile, who won and who lost, could it not know, who covered his face just now, trying to prevent himself from seeing it?
Hearing Nan Lingge's words, Grimace almost wanted to die, bit off his own tongue, then changed into a smiling face, flatteringly said: "You don't have to guess, of course it's you."

"Oh? You want me to win?" Nan Lingge frowned.

"Of course!" As soon as this was mentioned, the grimace's weak voice immediately raised its voice: "If I don't want you to always win, why did you act as a cheerleader just now and kept calling Nanlingge to cheer, Nanlingge's No. What about oil?"

The corner of Nanlingge's mouth twitched: "Are you sure you called Nanlingge, come on, Nanlingge No. [-] oil spill?"

"I'm sure, I'm sure!" Grimace said in a dog-legged way, a joke, now that its backer is dead, if it says it's not sure, then Nan Lingge won't smash it.

"But……"

"It's nothing to worry about. You are my master. If I don't cheer for my master, who will I give it to, don't you think so?" The magic mirror interrupted Nan Lingge's words and flattered you.

"Master?" Nan Lingge's pupils shrank, and there was a look of coldness in her eyes. She didn't want a person who was forced to accept her as the master in desperation, and it was easy to betray her.

Grimace realized what Nan Lingge was thinking, and quickly expressed his loyalty: "Master, I am sincere. Through your contest with the replica, the magic mirror thinks that your future is limitless."

(End of this chapter)