Dressed as a petite jerk

The eyes of the man who was pushed away were filled with sadness, and he looked at Luo Qingci with tears in his eyes, as if Luo Qingci was a ruthless and heartless man...

Luo Qingci met his gaze, and immediately... couldn't bear it.

She could only move over resignedly, pulled the man into her arms, and hugged his head: "Okay, okay, you won, you cry!"

The man was really heartbroken and cried.

It doesn't matter how subversive his behavior is to his original image.

It took a while before he raised his head again, choked with sobs: "Qingqing..."

After crying for so long, Master Mozun still felt that he was the most wronged one.

Although his current cultivation level cannot predict the future, he knows what happened in the past. He is also the avatar, and he has become the worst one.

Although, it was also because he was not up to his expectations. Before him, the professor and the president all pampered and protected his wife, but when he came to him, first he was punished by his wife, and then by him. He also poisoned his daughter-in-law...

He is sorry for his wife, and he should be punished.

But this has been fined for tens of thousands of years, anyway... it's time to give him a little sweetness, right?

The professor and his daughter-in-law had been talking sweetly for so long.

The president and his wife have enjoyed all kinds of postures, even the current president... his wife treats him very well.

But when he came to him, there was only endless longing and suffering...

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

"Alas..." Luo Qingci sighed faintly.

He didn't expose him, just asked: "What do you want?"

"Today is my birthday..." Lord Mozun said weakly, "I want you to give me a birthday present, but... how about it?"

This birthday, of course, was not the real birthday of the main god Mo Jiuqin.

It's not the birthday of the avatar Demon Lord born in that low-level fairy world.

Luo Qingci was about to say that there is no way to prepare gifts here, and then he heard Lord Mozun say: "I have never...never celebrated my birthday."

He guessed that Luo Qingci had seen his identity, but she didn't expose it, that is, she also had deep feelings for him.

It made him feel a lot better.

So, as long as he doesn't admit that he is the demon king, can she just acquiesce that he wants some benefits from her by using the body of the current president?

So, he moved out his birthday.

The birthday, which I didn't care about before, has become the best excuse...

Sure enough, Luo Qingci asked again: "What do you like?"

"As long as it is from you, I like it." Master Mozun quickly expressed his heart: "I only like the gift from you."

Luo Qingci thought for a while, she really didn't have any good gifts on her body right now, so she could only take out a knife, cut off a strand of black hair from her head, tied a knot, and made it into the shape of a heart , and gave it to Mozun.

"Being a husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection. I don't have any other good things to give you now. I will give you a strand of black hair. You can carry it with you, as if I am always with you..."

Lord Mozun's eyes lit up immediately.

She is willing to accompany him?That is to say, she actually... has forgiven him?

He hastily took this strand of blue silk, and carefully put it in his arms, but actually sent it back to the small world of low-level immortals through this sneaked consciousness...

Seeing that even a strand of hair is so precious to him, Luo Qing's heart softened a little.

"You stay for a while, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back."

He immediately grabbed her red dress.

"Come back within 10 minutes." She said helplessly, "I'll prepare another gift for you..."

Tongzi said that he can only hold on for half an hour, and it has been about 15 minutes now, she will go for 10 minutes, and there are still a few minutes left to say goodbye to him...