Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Yun Chujiu couldn't wait to put a chopstick dish into his mouth, and then his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he swallowed it.

Di Beiming put down his chopsticks after taking a few bites. Looking at the incense that Yun Chujiu had eaten, the corners of his mouth rose slightly. If he feeds like this, black things will definitely gain weight.

Yun Chujiu didn't know Di Beiming's "fat-building" plan, the taste of this meal was really good, and it was a hundred times stronger than the big kitchen. In the end, I couldn't eat any more, so I put down the chopsticks reluctantly. At this time, the goods thought that, alas, if the storage bag can be used openly, I can save the leftovers and eat them tomorrow.

Emperor Beiming saw that Yunjiu had finished eating and waved his hands, and the leftovers on the table were gone, and then there was an exquisite small teapot and two small teacups on the table.

"Male god, how do you know that I am thirsty? You are so empathetic! You are the most generous and generous person I have ever seen!" Yun Chujiu eats and drinks, and has a small mouth. Take out one by one.

Di Beiming barely controlled the rising corners of his mouth, and with a faint hum, he began to savor tea.

Yun Chujiu was like a cow chewing peony. After trying the tea without drinking his mouth, he drank it, and then poured himself one cup after another without seeing it.

After pouring a few cups, Yun Chujiu's eyes lit up: "Male god, how can your teapot fit this way? After pouring so many cups, there is still tea in it!"

Emperor Bei Xing saw Yun Chujiu's eyes sparkling, and the small tail behind his head shuddered, and his heart was inexplicably crisp, and said with a smile: "This is a pot of Qiankun, in fact it is a mustard space."

Local tyrant, really local tyrant! Too ho!

Yun Chujiu said enviously: "Man, you are so rich! If you have a storage ring, you can store even a teapot! Alas, unlike me, there is an inferior storage bag , Not yet available for public use! "

Di Beiming raised an eyebrow: "Why can't it be used publicly?"

"Male god, haven't you told me? I'm a three-layer spiritual cultivator who can exert spiritual power. You can't let people know. I will remember everything you say! So I dare not say it If I can use the storage bag, I will put my fourth brother there! "Yun Chujiu showed no loyalty again.

Sure enough, Emperor Beiming heard Yun Chujiu being so obedient, feeling better, and thinking a little, then took out a small ring from the storage ring and handed it to Yun Chujiu.

"This ring is the same as my storage ring. It can be hidden with the master's heart. You can drip blood and refine it!"

Emperor Beiming's words didn't fall, and Yun Chujiu snatched the ring in one hand. This product is now not afraid of pain. With a small white tooth, he bit his **** in a small mouth and dripped blood on that piece. Above the ring.

"Hahaha! It can really be hidden! Male god, you are so cute! I love you!" Yun Chujiu jumped and jumped happily, and now seeing Emperor Beiming is 120 pleasing to the eye.

Emperor Beiming looked at Yun Chujiu's small and lively look, his mouth curled up, and his eyes were full of spoils.

"Male god, you are so kind to me! I don't think it's worth repaying. In the future, you can drink my blood casually, as long as you don't drink me to death!" Yun Chujiu said with a grin.

Di Beiming listened to Yun Chujiu, and inexplicably felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Do I give you something to drink your blood? !

Emperor Beiming's face sank with a click: "Get out! The deity is going to practice!"