With the good-for-nothing beauty

Xu Basui yelled in his heart, why did he become Zhou Baiyuan?This kind of brain is really disgusting even if it is thrown into the treasurer's job.

He was about to change back quickly, but Zhou Jin suddenly grabbed his hand, leaned over and stared at him closely: "Wait a minute, let me take a look."

Xu Basui saw his own reflection in his widened pupils, which was clearly the peerless appearance of Zhou Baiyuan himself.

Zhou Jin looked at him quietly for a long while, with some unpredictable flashes in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

This situation really made Xu Basui feel embarrassed and funny: "What are you looking at? Looking at yourself?"

The corners of his lips curled up: "Yeah, let's see what I look like in Mozun's heart, whether I am beautiful or not, I didn't expect me to be so good-looking."

Xu Basui was amused by him: "It looks good, but it looks good, the most beautiful in the world. Doesn't Miss Zhou usually look in the mirror?"

"Lazy, it's just a skin." Zhou Jin took his hand and walked towards the table in the Library Pavilion, "Since the demon king has changed my appearance, don't worry about changing back, wait for me to draw a picture."

"You still want to draw a self-portrait?" Xu Basui almost screamed out of laughter, "I have something important to tell you."

"It doesn't matter, the most important thing is to let me copy it." Zhou Jin dragged him to the table without any explanation, moved a chair for him to sit down, with a mischievous and cheerful expression.

"Well, I really convinced you, it's the first time I met myself painting myself." Xu Basui used this face to make a face at Zhou Jin, "Narcissist!"

Zhou Jin glanced at him, and couldn't help laughing: "The Demon Lord doesn't look like me at all. Only this time, next time you can't go out with my face on, and you will definitely reveal your secrets when you meet acquaintances."

"It's not difficult to pretend to be you, just keep a cold face and don't talk." Xu Basui turned the chair upside down, sat with legs spread apart, folded his hands on the back of the chair, and shook the chair like a child, deliberately Diao Erlang ruined Zhou Jin's image.

"You always pull a face, no matter how good-looking you are, it's boring."

"It's good to be interesting in front of the Demon Lord." Zhou Jin continued casually, opened the drawer of the table case, and took out the most special kind of paper from it.

"You are serious." Xu Basui saw him take out the pen and paper, and started to study the ink there calmly. What pose?"

Zhou Jin smiled until his eyes: "Just sit down."

As he spoke, he pressed the paper, took a knife and cut it to a size that could be incorporated into a book, then took out a pen and inked the ink, opened his eyelids to see Xu Basui who had transformed into himself, and began to write the ink seriously.

Xu Basui was infected by his earnestness, so he could only hold back his laughter, and sat down to let him paint.

Zhou Jin first drew the outline of his imagination, looked up and saw that he was regular, and tilted his head to guide him: "Mozun, smile, imagine that this is the happiest moment."

Xu Basui burst out laughing loudly: "You, you are so excited! Then can I laugh like this?"

Zhou Jin shook his head and instructed him solemnly: "This is a wild laugh, I want the kind that makes people's hearts throb."

Xu Basui laughed so hard that tears came out: "You are so shameless, Zhou Baiyuan, have you ever been tempted? Can you show me yourself?"

Zhou Jin really bit his pen and frowned and thought about it, his eyes lit up after a while: "Yes, the Demon Lord is looking at me."

Xu Basui wiped away the tears from laughing and looked over, only to see Zhou Baiyuan untied the hairband wrapped around his forearm, and tied his eyes.

"I'll show you a smile."

——I'm excited to show you.

Zhou Jin recalled the No. 13 days when he returned to Canglan, the fairyland.He came out of Zangshu Pavilion bored and walked along the flower path. What he saw was only a square inch of scenery, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the same person waiting under the tree. At that moment, he suddenly felt that spring flowers were always blooming. It's the end of the day.

Xu Basui was about to go crazy with joy seeing him doing a full set of plays, and suddenly saw the corners of Zhou Baiyuan's moist lips raised, with a shallow pear dimple and a deep smile, as if a beautiful mask suddenly came alive with fragrance.He stopped talking and just stared at him blankly.

A moment seems to stretch into a lifetime here.Xu Basui stared blankly, and what broke the moment was Zhou Baiyuan's own hand untying the hair belt.The black blindfold was removed, and those peach blossom eyes were filled with the most intoxicating wine in the world, looking at him with endless light.

One life seems to be stretched into eternity here.

"That's it."

Xu Basui returned from eternity to Rusifu, Zhou Baiyuan looked at him with reddish cheeks: "The smile I want is similar to this, can Demon Lord demonstrate it?"

He flexed his fingers and coughed again and again, his monkey-like body became quiet all of a sudden, and he became uncomfortable everywhere: "What were you thinking to laugh like this just now? It's too turbulent."

Zhou Jin only smiled but did not answer: "Can you demonstrate?"

"You know how to play tricks and toss people." Xu Basui feigned anger, stretched out his hand but took the hairband back, and tried to tie it on himself.

The jet-black hair tie was tied up, and there was darkness in his vision.The darkness made the memory come to light. He peeled away the cocoons in these memories, aimlessly recalling which moment made people the happiest, and the memory of that page came to Fangcun's heart.

It’s the sparkling, undead hot pool on the birthday day. The dawn light shines on the misty hot spring. A man who is so beautiful that he doesn’t seem to be in the world comes from the water. His hair is like ink, his eyes are smiling, and he pushes his legs away. Leaning over to say a good morning kiss.

Xu Basui only felt his temperature rise suddenly, he bit his lip and shivered, the corners of his lips suddenly opened uncontrollably.

The sound of the pen tip scratching the drawing paper rang in his ears, but he didn't dare to take off his hair tie, his heart was boiling and he didn't need to say anything.

He was immersed in the darkness and the truth, and giggled until the water lotus in his memory came, cupped his face with both hands, and bit off his hairband with his lips.

The two of them looked at each other very close, Zhou Jin lowered his head and kissed his lips, not like the previous biting and possessing, but only expressing infinite tenderness.After a kiss, the four eyes met, all of which were unknowingly moved.

Xu Basui's ears were red, and he thought he was humorously joking: "You're kissing yourself."

"You just laughed, and you've changed back to yourself."

Xu Basui looked down, the white clothes had changed back to the red clothes and the goblin robe, and he was stunned.

Zhou Jin rubbed his face, and said softly: "I think I'm so happy, of course I can't be someone else, so I can be myself."

He lowered his head to touch his forehead, and asked the same question: "What is the Demon Lord thinking?"

Xu Basui raised his head to look at him, rubbed his lips and answered, "Think about my birthday present, and I'll be happy just thinking about it. How about it? Shameless big painter, have you finished painting yet?"

"No, there is one more person left."

"Who?"

"you."

Xu Basui woke up from the drunken state: "What?"

"I'll draw Zhou Baiyuan, and then Xu Basui." Zhou Jin still touched his forehead, "Draw two lines that should never intersect, and draw the most incredible miracle in the world."

Xu Basui's spirit core surged with an unstoppable tide, and he whispered, "Why do you want to draw it all of a sudden?"

"A hundred years is just a blink of an eye." Zhou Jin kissed his forehead, "The fate is precarious, I should always keep something aside from gossip. At this moment, it's the best."

Xu Basui's heart thumped, and he asked again: "Would the Mozun be willing to paint for me?"

He nodded as if bewildered: "Okay...okay..."

Zhou Jin went back to the table, dipped his brush in ink, and drew his face and body on the drawing paper, stroke by stroke, lifelike, as if a person had left his name in the painting.

The dragon soul in the Sea of ​​Consciousness was also touched by the charming atmosphere, and he poked his head out to see what this interesting host painted, but what he saw was the scene when the two of them were doing that.

In the painting, Zhou Baiyuan is holding Xu Basui who is looking forward to flying in his arms, a stud on his ear reflects the light, the demon king's face is flushed, and tears are rolling down from the corners of his eyes.And Zhou Baiyuan's smile was like the ripples of the spring lake in the wind, and he was about to kiss him.

For the first time, Dragon Soul felt the love of the mundane world. He stared blankly at his painting, and finally let out a "babble", and hid in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness to cover his eyes, thinking to himself that the old dragon was really ashamed.

After Zhou Jin finished painting, he raised his eyes to look at Xu Basui again, picked up a pen and wrote a line of beautiful small characters under the painting.

This drawing paper is the non-lie paper used by all the classics in Zangshu Pavilion. If there is a lie written on the pen, the handwriting will not be visible.

Zhou Jin stared at the words he wrote, none of them disappeared, proving that every word was from his heart.

The ink dried instantly, and he put down the pen and folded the drawing paper in half.

"Done?" Xu Basui stretched his neck to see his masterpiece, "Show me too."

Zhou Jin coaxed him: "The devil is waiting here, there are paints on the bookshelf over there, I'll go over there to paint."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the painting scroll and walked to the depths of the bookshelf. Xu Basui sat on the chair and recollected the moment of tenderness and softness just now. After waiting for a while, Zhou Baiyuan came over empty-handed, "Where is the painting?"

"Hidden."

"..."

Xu Basui was furious, jumped up from the chair like a grasshopper, and Zhou Jin took advantage of the situation to hug him, bearing the dance of the demon king.

"I drew you twice in disguise! You didn't show me!"

"If there is a chance, I will definitely take it out." Zhou Jin held his corgi hips and smiled straight, but the Demon Lord still refused to let it go, and hung on him and couldn't help but hate him: "Brother!"

Zhou Jin followed his back smoothly: "Didn't you just say that you have something important to tell me?"

"Oh, that's right." Xu Basui's anger was cunningly diverted in this way, and he hurriedly prepared to jump off Zhou Baiyuan's waist, but Zhou Jin refused, and still supported his Corgi's buttocks.

"Put me down, let's get down to business."

Zhou Jin hugged him and sat back on the chair. The chair was so small that the two bodies had to overlap. He hugged Xu Basui tightly in his arms again, with a sincere expression on his face: "Mozun said, I'm listening."

Xu Basui was speechless for a while, but since he had a natural face, he couldn't be coy, so he just curled up in his arms like a hamster: "I just went to see how your concubine, the third senior brother, is doing. .”

Zhou Jin pinched him as punishment: "Don't talk nonsense, my concubine is clearly here."

Xu Basui blushed, slapped his hands away and coughed dryly twice: "Listen to me, don't make any moves, you pervert."

Zhou Jin lowered his head through his shirt again, and bit a cherry.

"That third senior brother of yours is about to go mad because of you!" Xu Basui frantically pulled his hair away, "He seems to know something important about you, and this matter may endanger your life, he loves you!" You are crazy in love, so you can't think about it for a while, and you are almost obsessed with you."

Zhou Jin paused his lips and teeth, and looked up at him: "Why did Mo Zun go to him?"

"Because it's too strange to think about it. The wrong point is probably related to your life..." Zhou Baiyuan bit again, and Xu Basui pushed him with a red face, and then pinched his soft ears: "Are you listening?"

"How did the third senior brother tell you?"

"He couldn't tell the specific harm, so he drew a gesture of a tiger digging out its heart." Xu Basui was bitten and gasped, "At first I thought it was him trying to grab your chest, but after thinking about it, I realized something was wrong. Originally, I thought I asked a few more questions, but his father came back again."

Zhou Jin grabbed it casually: "Maybe I really want to grab it, just like me now."

"You beautiful idiot full of trash..." Xu Basui couldn't stand being caught, so he raised his hand and slapped him on the face, "Is that why you don't trust that hot pot? Or don't you trust my judgment?"

"Without evidence, it's hard to say anything." Mozun's hand touched the corner of his lips, Zhou Jin licked it, and immediately retracted his hand, "What if he used some trick again to lie to me?" How about being his Taoist companion?"

Xu Basui was stupefied for a moment: "This is impossible, he almost became possessed..."

"Aren't you still possessed?" Zhou Jin caressed his waist, "People in the fairy world have always been very cunning, and they are best at deceiving innocent children like you who don't know much about the world."

"Who kid, I'm older than you, I—"

"Who is crying and calling you brother during the day?"

These words really blocked Xu Basui to death in an instant, and he was speechless immediately to fight back.

Zhou Jin looked at him firmly: "Brother loves you, okay?"

"Fuck off, I don't want it anymore, I still feel uncomfortable thinking about it." Mozun's ears turned red, and the topic was changed again, "Just like in the daytime, I won't mess with you in the future."

Zhou Jin laughed: "That's impossible, I know I was wrong."

Xu Basui blushed, his eyes dodged for a while, and he frowned worriedly and asked: "Is that guy really trying to trick you? Is it true that no one in your fairy world has harmed you?"

Zhou Jin coaxed him: "How could it be? No one else would harm me, I only have hue."

Mozun reached out to touch his heart carefully: "Your spiritual core...was taken away by villains many years ago."

There was a warm current in the place that had been touched, and the world in front of Zhou Jin's eyes dimmed a little. Just as he was about to say something, the Demon Lord wrapped his arms around him again, rubbing his warm hands on his back indiscriminately: "Here and there, it's cold. , rough, when Zhou Baiyuan was a child, he was plotted so that he lost his underwear. What if some villains come to bully him again? Zhou Baiyuan lost his underwear, so what should we do?"

Zhou Jin leaned on his shoulder, trembling uncontrollably, hugged him tightly and asked, "If someone really bullies Zhou Baiyuan, will the Demon Lord come to save him?"

"Of course the devil will come." Xu Basui patted him, "To be a good customer, don't allow people to bully his little concubine."

"But the passage between the immortal and the demon realms is closed." Zhou Jin's throat was astringent, "What if the people in the demon world want the demon king to put the overall situation first and not let him come?"

"Then Xu Basui will come." Mozun touched the back of his neck, "If you don't come, you will be a heartless man."

Zhou Jin laughed softly, closed his eyes and kissed his ear, and said hoarsely: "Don't worry, Zhou Baiyuan has a very strong and good master, and senior brothers who have not lost their Dao heart. He walked sideways in the Immortal Mountain , no one dares to bully him."

Xu Basui frowned: "Is it true?"

"Really." Zhou Jin kissed him, "If someone really harmed him, Zhou Baiyuan would tell Xu Basui immediately and ask him to support him, okay?"

"That must be done!" Xu Basui waited for the word "support", and quickly pushed him away.

Xiao Heihua is indeed arrogant, probably the most disgusting when people say that I want to protect you. For example, when Guobasan said the word "protection" in public, others didn't see it clearly. .

Why else would Zhou Baiyuan like to torment him about that matter so much, to hear him cry and what his name is Brother Lao Shizi, after all, it was still the result of that arrogant word.This protection requires him to be soft and say it first, so that Xu Basui can use it to make use of it.

"I thought of something on the way here. Didn't you crush the spirit stone I gave you to open up my mustard seed space? Come and practice a few more times. If something happens in the future, crush the spirit stone to summon me. I'm not in the fairy world, and I can feel it instantly." He sat on the lap of the little black flower and gesticulated, "Or, or..."

Or something, he was thinking very slippery in his mind, but he couldn't say the words "Be my door-to-door companion, I will cover you from now on", his mouth was scorching like flames.

Xu Basui was also puzzled, he had said the invitation to be a Taoist couple smoothly to Saturday without any psychological burden, but it became a knot in front of Zhou Qi, and he couldn't spit out any bubbles.

"Or what?"

"Or..." Xu Basui blushed, and finally closed his eyes and buzzed like a fly, "Or come to the Demon Realm to find me, and the Demon Lord will keep you."

After speaking, they were hugged and kissed tightly again, Xu Basui felt that Xiao Heihua seemed to be extremely excited, but he himself only felt annoyed, how could his damn mouth be so wrong at the critical moment... oh yes, no heart coming.

Seeing that the kiss was about to get angry again, Xu Basui hurriedly separated him, pinched Zhou Baiyuan's mouth that would cause fire, and squeezed his beautiful lips into a cute duck's mouth.

Mozun said coldly: "I can't come anymore, hold back."

Zhou Jin's eyes were as bright as stars: "I can't hold back, help me."

"..."

After a long time, when the night was dark, Xu Basui moved his wrist and opened Xiao Heihua's Qiankun bag, found some clean cloth inside and threw it to him: "Wipe it yourself."

There was the rustling sound of cloth being wiped behind him, and his face felt hot, he couldn't help but rubbed his hands and said, "Like a donkey."

"Demon Venerable so quickly forgot about the retreat session?" The person behind said calmly, "Besides, I haven't seen Demon Venerable for thirteen days since I returned to Canglan, it should be."

Xu Basui had nothing to do with him, so he had to take out the things in his Qiankun bag: "Well, how about you come to practice your hands later? You crush the spirit stone and try to resonate with me."

"Here we come." Zhou Jin also came forward after finishing the treatment, held his hand and said, "It's time to practice your hands."

"...Let's beat you into a pig's head." Xu Basui raised the stupid hair on his head, and held Zhou Jin's palm tightly, Yun Ling condensed a red spirit stone, and pushed Zhou Jin's hand away.

Zhou Jin was like receiving a freshly baked steamed bun: "Is it so hot?"

"Yes, you shameless person will be scalded to death." Xu Basui laughed, "Hey, try it quickly."

Zhou Jin pinched the scorching spirit stone, his eyes could see that the spirit power contained in the spirit stone was several times that of the previous beads.After pondering for a while, he dipped some painting ink and drew a simple formation on the ground, which crushed the spirit stone.

The red spirit flow exploded in the formation, before Xu Basui could react, he raised his hand uncontrollably, and slapped himself with a slap.

Zhou Jin: "..."

Xu Basui: "..."

"What are you doing!" Mozun, who was beaten by himself, was furious, "You want to beat me if you don't give me a day?!"

Zhou Jin hurriedly hugged him and coaxed him: "How is this possible? I must have made a mistake in drawing the formation, and this is the problem. Let me see, does it hurt?"

"Even a formation is wrong, I know." Xu Basui opened his eyes angrily, "Did you draw Laozi as a dog's head so you dare not let me see the painting? Hand over the painting wisely, otherwise this matter will never end !"

Zhou Jin shook his head like a rattle, grabbed his hand and put it on his face: "Come on, Mozun beat me back."

"Who wants to hit you? I'll know if you beat you on Saturday, be honest and hand over the painting!"

As the night was getting darker, these two people were laughing and cursing loudly, like two rolling cats.One cat wanted to beg for an object that it hadn't seen, but the other cat was forced to use its nirvana.

Instead of poohing and making it shy, just let it go.

The moonlight shines through the warm red beads in the Qiankun bag, which symbolizes the warm red light that isolates the night from the outside.In the small world, there is no wind or rain.

The author has something to say: Baji: Okay, you hit me!

Qizai: I’m not, I’m not sure I made a mistake and it hurts me Baji (resentment): I’ve never seen what was drawn on the mysterious drawing paper that day Qizai: (idiot laughs)

——感谢在2020-12-0615:50:48~2020-12-0622:01:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 white bamboo;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Bozi 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!