Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 345 Strange Fate, Demon and Goddess 34
In the chaotic space, Gong Yi's expression was quite distorted: "Is there something wrong with my brain?!"

Gong Yi smiled dangerously: "Si Kou, Si Kou, I didn't expect you to think of me so much. It seems that I don't do anything, I'm sorry you look at me like that..."

The Demon King didn't know that Gong Yi was watching his every move. After all, no one thought that there would be someone in the world who could "monitor" the main god.

But for a moment, the Demon King felt a chill down his spine.But... the Demon King didn't take it to heart.

Looking at the gray sky around him, the devil secretly thought that the environment here is really bad!
It's always boring waiting for someone.

Mu Zhi was doing nothing with her arms folded, as for the devil... that guy was so bored that he took off Mu Zhi's hood and started playing with her hair.

Muzhi was a little speechless, and tried to put on the hood several times, but saw the devil's pitiful eyes and couldn't help but soften her heart, so she let the devil continue to play with her hair.

Mu Zhi turned his back to the Demon King, but he didn't see the corner of the Demon King's mouth curling up in a triumphant arc.

The devil sighed in his heart, this little girl...

Simple and soft-hearted, she couldn't escape him.

One day, her heart will fall into his hands...

He looked down at the little girl's hair again, it was extremely deep and almost ink-colored purple, slightly curled, soft, and extremely smooth, it really was a head of excellent hair.

The Demon King no longer simply played around with his hair like before, but started to seriously braid Mu Zhi's hair.

He had never braided hair for anyone before, nor had he seen anyone else braid it, so he could only rely on his intuition, groping to braid hair for his beloved little girl.

So naturally the weaving was not very good, it was very loose and a bit skewed, what's worse, three hairs of the wooden branch were torn off in the middle.

But Mu Zhi didn't make a sound, and the Demon King pretended nothing happened, but quietly put the three that were accidentally removed into the space ring.

At the beginning, she didn't have any special feelings when the devil played with Muzhi's hair, but since the devil began to seriously braid her hair, Muzhi always had a strange feeling in her heart.

The slightly cool fingertips occasionally scratched her scalp, which seemed to stir up ripples in her heart.

Mu Zhi's body was a little stiff, and she let the devil braid her hair without moving, and dared not speak even if she was hurt.

After a while, a low laugh came from Muzhi's ear: "It's finished. It's a pity that I'm not good at it. I need to practice hard in the future."

Mu Zhi didn't know what his hair was braided for the time being, so he just laughed when he heard the words: "Why bother, things that can be done with a little magic, don't need to learn it yourself."

The Demon King shook his head: "Magic is magic, and it has a different meaning from doing it yourself."

Whether it is the main god or the protoss, many things can be done with one spell.But how could such a cold technique have any intentions?

Although the braids he made by himself were messy, the magic technique allowed him to braid Mu Zhi a hundred times and a thousand times better, but the devil didn't like it.

The technique is so boring, it will be over in one go, how can it compare to the thoughts he slowly made up in one go?

What's more, when fingers pass through the silky long hair and occasionally touch the warm scalp, it feels as if tens of thousands of feathers are grasping in his heart. This feeling makes the devil very novel.

He has never liked anyone before, and he doesn't know what it feels like to be moved.But now, he is willing to explore every trace of strange but joyful emotion that flashes in his heart when he touches the wooden branch.

(End of this chapter)