101 hugs

Chapter 93 The Despicable Demon Sovereign

"Ah, ah, ah..., it hurts..."

Jingjing broke into a cold sweat in pain, but still screamed again and again.

Mozun frowned, and said coldly, "What's your name, move your feet and have a look."

After being so drunk, Jingjing stopped screaming, she glared angrily at the Demon Lord, his uncle, the Demon Lord is simply a cheapskate

, didn't I just wipe the snot off with his clothes, is it necessary to make her sprained feet worse?It's really despicable, isn't it?

"Take a look at your feet, Mozun was just helping you put your sprained foot back." Luo Xi looked at Jingjing and glared at Mozun angrily.
, knowing that she must be thinking wrong, so she reminded her aloud.

Huh?After Jingjing listened, she moved her feet, she couldn't help being surprised, she was fine, it turned out that the demon king was not in the communiqué just now.

Personal enmity, but to help her bone.

"It's okay now, Mozun, you are such a kind person." Jingjing sniffed, and the tears shed covered her eyes
eyes, her little face leaned forward, and again used the Demon Lord's robe as a face kerchief, and once again tears and snot poured onto his jet-black robe

wipe.

"Luo Xi, take her back to the Green Pavilion." Mozun stood up abruptly, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly to Luo Xi, after speaking, he went to
Walk in the palace.

"Hey, Mozun is big, where are you going?" Jingjing was taken aback for a moment, finally Mozun was willing to approach her today, and now

Don't you still think of her as a plague god?

"Stop yelling, you dirty the Demon Lord's clothes, of course you have to go back and change." Luo Xi stopped Jingjing who was going to chase the Demon Lord,
Busy explained.

"Then, Mozun Da, take out your clothes after you have changed, and I will take them back to Qingge to wash them for you." Jingjing looked at the clothes.
The slender and burly figure who was about to disappear around the corner, possessed by Mozun, said hastily.

"..." Without even leaving a cold snort, the slender and burly figure floated away.

"Jing'er, I don't see that you are such a hardworking person. I didn't expect you to be so hardworking to cleanse the demon king in order to make up for your mistakes.
clothes. "Luo Xi said with a funny face, looking at Jingjing who was looking at the direction of Mozun's departure with earnest eyes, and teased.

"How can a lazy person like me be so hardworking? Even if I take back the demon's clothes, Qingqing will use magic to take the demon's clothes back."

I won't be foolish enough to wash Zun's clothes. "Jingjing curled her lips and looked away. She smiled treacherously and looked at

Luo Xi whispered, "I'll take back the demon's clothes, so when I bring them back tomorrow, the demon will not avoid me as soon as he sees me."

Well. "

"Your little trick won't work on Mozun, so let me send you back to the Green Pavilion honestly." Luo Xi shook his head.

Shaking his head, Mozun not only doesn't like to be touched by others, but also rejects touching others, and his own things are also not allowed to be touched by others.
Jing wanted to help Mozun wash clothes, but Mozun was willing to do so.

"Okay." Jingjing had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​being a laundry lady and shrugged, "Hiss, SHIT, it hurts like hell."

The injured arm, because of her shrugging, felt piercing pain. Jingjing's face was pale, and she couldn't bear it.
Hold a low curse.

"Let's go, your hand needs to be healed as soon as possible." Luo Xi bent over and hugged Jingjing, and with the help of the teleportation technique, she instantly disappeared.
Lost in the magic palace.

As soon as the two left, the magic palace suddenly returned to silence.

But the Demon Lord, whom they all thought had already left, came out from that corner. His expression was indifferent, and those black eyes

, but there was a faint light that was different from the usual emotionless light.

He lowered his eyes to look at the two places on the clothes where Jingjing had wiped his nose and tears.
Erase doubts.

"Why, I can't get angry with you?" Mozun whispered faintly, the doubt in his eyes did not fade away,
Staring at the stains on the clothes for a moment, Jingjing's delicate and delicate face with lively expressions of crying or laughing appeared in her mind.

(End of this chapter)