Ye Youlan was very unhappy about working as a maid for the Demon Lord, but she couldn't find a reason to refute.
All the roast chickens have been eaten. Now that I want to catch one and give it back to him, I always feel that I will be laughed at and looked down upon by this stinky man.
But she was not willing to serve him as a maid.
Feeling the little girl's struggling thoughts, the devil's lips curled up slightly: "Why? Not willing?"
The clear joke in his eyes made Ye Youlan angry and helpless.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Isn't it just three days of maid work? There's nothing I can't do.
Ye Linyu, who had been listening on the side, saw this, regardless of his own injury, he stood up and took his master's hand, trying to shake his head.
How can such a noble master serve as a maid to a man?
Ye Linyu stared at the Demon Lord who was smiling lazily, her eyes filled with hatred.
She actually bullied her master like this!
Ye Linyu pulled off the jasper hairpin on her head, and her green hair fell down her shoulders. She stared at the Demon Lord with cold and determined eyes, as if he was a heinous villain with a vigilant look all over her body.
As long as he dares to touch his master, she will definitely fight him to the death!
The Demon Lord glanced at her with interest: "Oh? Is it the chaste and martyr Gongsun Yu?"
He slowly took a step forward, and Ye Youlan immediately pulled Ye Linyuqiang behind him and stared at him warily.
"She is my maid, Linyu."
The Demon Lord curled his lips and smiled, gracefully and noblely: "What about you? My maid."
Those words were pronounced by him very seriously, with a hint of joking.
Ye Youlan wrinkled her nose and curled her lips: "I am Zi Youlan."
Instead of calling it Ziyoulan.
No one could tell the difference, only the demon king's charming purple eyes flashed, looking like a bottomless whirlpool, staring at the little girl.
She was wearing a lavender dress and stood there, standing proudly, like a fairy from the dust, her clothes fluttering in the wind.
Her long black hair flows down like a beautiful purple orchid in full bloom, indescribably beautiful, elegant, and noble.
She is a quiet and elegant purple orchid.
The demon king's purple eyes flashed brightly and dimly: "Then I will call you, Lan."
His low, hoarse and lazy voice gave off a very abstinent and sultry feeling when he said "Lan".
The first time someone called her in such a tone, Ye Youlan felt uncomfortable for a moment, and her ears couldn't help but turn red.
She quickly pulled Ye Linyu away.
The two of them sat against a big tree and were extremely tired after walking in this misty forest for a day.
As the night progressed, two little girls and a snow fox hugged each other.
When two strange men suddenly appeared, they should have been wary, but they really couldn't stand it. The heavier their eyelids became, the more sleepy they became.
I finally fell asleep due to exhaustion.
It was a cold night, so the two of them hugged each other to keep warm.
The Demon Lord walked over and waved his hand towards them, and they all fell asleep. Their tense nerves relaxed and they fell to the ground one after another.
He quickly held the little girl's head with his big hands to prevent her from falling to the ground and hurting her.
Looking at the little girl sleeping soundly, the corners of his beautiful lips slightly curved, and a pair of charming purple eyes held a hint of imperceptible tenderness.
He gently picked her up, placed her on the straw bed, and took out a black brocade robe and cape to cover her.
Jiuyue on the side stared directly.
It was the first time I saw my master be so gentle, and it was to a little girl.
Who is this little girl?
He actually allowed his master to demean him.
Hey, I said I asked that little girl to serve the master, but why did she serve the master instead?
Jiuyue scratched his head, very puzzled.
[I only have time to type at night, and I’ve been stuck on writing lately... I haven’t written enough, so please forgive me...]