Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Yun Chujiu was so mad!

She said so casually, this **** little loach fits her like this for Mao? !

This **** purple loach does not come sooner or later, but at this time it must be intentional to hack her! What an abomination!

This purple thunderbolt also had the thickness of the little finger, Yunchu Jiuhao absorbed it without pressure, and then smiled at Di Beiming dryly: "Coincidence! This is entirely coincidence!"

Di Beiming snorted coldly, glaring at Yun Chujiu fiercely, and turned into the house.

Yun Chujiu pointed his **** at the small piece of dark cloud in the sky: "Little loach, fight with me? If you can bear it, continue to hack me!"

The black cloud twisted a bit, and Yun Chujiu thought that it would continue to hack itself, but did not expect that piece of black cloud to run away without a shadow!

Yun Chujiu pouted: "It turned out to be a counseling package! It has no courage at all, and it is far worse than Miss Ben! People must live with courage and courage ..."

"Black things, get in!"

"Hey, here we come!" Well, courage and courage also depend on time, place, and character.

Yun Chuji sneaked into the house, and saw Emperor Beiming sitting on a chair, and there were pen, ink, and paper ink on the table. Yun Chuji suddenly had a bad hunch.

"Come here! The deity is idle and idle. From today I will teach you calligraphy to make you feel like a child!" Di Beiming thought of Yun Chujiu's dog crawling characters, and the thought of this thought came to him.

Yun Chujiu grinned: "Male god, don't you want this? I'm exhausted after a day's work! I can't lift my arms. How can I practice words!"

Di Beiming sneered, then picked up the brush and wrote three words: "This is the name of the deity, do not write thirty times, do not allow to sleep!"

Yun Chujiu rolled his eyes, hum! Since she was asked to write, she would just finish writing indiscriminately!

"If you don't write seriously, then double it. If you don't take it seriously, continue to double it!" Di Beiming saw Yun Chujiu's careful thoughts at a glance and said coldly.

Yun Chujiu had to start writing with a bitter face, whispering while writing: "What's a bad name, but it's called Ming, so difficult to write? Is it my name, simple and easy to remember!"

"What do you know ?! There is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun, and the name of the deity has allusions."

"Huh! What's the allusion, the text is crepe, not the meaning of fish, it might as well be called Emperor Beiyu!"

"Black things! You shut up!"

"Shut up and shut up!" No wonder he always stared at her with dead fish eyes, it turned out to be a stinky fish!

After writing for almost two hours, Yun Chujiu felt that his wrist was about to fold, and Emperor Beiming snorted: "Come here today and continue tomorrow night!"

Yun Chu Jiu began to wash, and then took off his coat, lying down in the middle of the bed, his hands and feet spread out, obviously he was not going to let Di Beiming sleep on the bed.

After Di Beiming finished washing, he saw Yun Chujiu occupying the entire bed and frowned, "Go inside!"

"This is my bed!" Yun Chujiu's rebellious little flames burned again.

Di Beiming snorted coldly: "Black things, I count three, if you don't let it go, I will let you sleep on the ground tonight!"

"One!"

"two!"

"three!"

"Male god, I'm afraid of this bed 凉, now it's hot, you come up!" Yun Chujiu rolled obediently to the side of the bed! Once again, the little flame was relentlessly suppressed!