The enemy has a crush on me

After working hard all day, Anping finally couldn't bear it anymore and knocked on the door when it was almost night.

"Father," said the young demon general, "you haven't called us to have a meeting in the council hall today. Do you have nothing to discuss today?"

Qing Ze looked down, Yin Luo was in a state where he could go to the meeting now.

He is a very wicked person, after thinking about it, he stopped his movements sensibly and said with a smile: "Yin Luo, your son is calling you."

Yin Luo's mental state was not completely stable, and he was deliberately teased by Qing Ze for a whole day. Even if he gritted his teeth and persisted, he had completely entered the stage of losing control at this time. The words that sounded extremely simple on weekdays were like Seeing that Qing Ze stopped moving, he frowned and looked at him with some dissatisfaction. It took a long time to organize the words poured into his ears into logical and meaningful words.

Then the blush at the corners of his eyes faded little by little, he bit his panting lips tightly at the moment of complete reaction, stared at Qing Ze stiffly for two seconds, when he looked away, he felt extremely guilty, he was in a hurry to grab his clothes.

While grabbing the clothes, he glanced at the sky outside, and was stunned for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, he even stumbled and stumbled.

Qing Ze lay on the bed and watched him stumble, even bumped against the bedpost, and said with his chin in his hand, "Isn't there nothing else going on after the Wuliang Taihuazhi battle? Is there anything that needs to be discussed? How about today—"

He even patted the bed next to him, and what he said actually had the intention of keeping Yin Luo from continuing to pretend.

The demon general outside the door said angrily: "Young Master Song!"

This sound was earth-shattering, and forcibly reprimanded Yin Luo until he shivered slightly.

In such a scene, it seems that the hatred of the demon concubine who risked her life to angrily scold the seductive lord in front of the foolish lord is broken.

Qing Ze snorted.

This little devil clearly knows who he is, and he really pretends not to know him well.

Another day, I must pull his ear to make him admit his mistake.

With his back turned to him, Yin Luo staggered for a while before regaining his usual state, probably because his mind finally returned to the place where it should be. He put on his robe and hair crown, stood up, and his movements returned to his usual calm and neat. Throwing the clothes that Qingze used to disguise in the imperial city on the bed, coughed, and said to the door: "An'er, call the other demon generals to gather in the meeting hall in half an hour."

The sound is also very stable.

It's really two looks under the bed.

After hearing Yin Luo's reply, the young demon general stood at the door again and said, "Yes."

Seeing the silhouette at the door leave, Qing Ze brought up the dress with disgust, not wanting to wear it at all: "You go to discuss business, what are you doing with my clothes?"

Only then did Yin Luo turn his head, and looked at Qing Ze with some doubts: "Didn't you say that you want to fight with me? After all, you need to inform the demon generals of your identity in advance."

Qing Ze said: "Now?"

Even if he didn't play the cards according to common sense, he felt that it was too hasty, and he couldn't help but said in surprise: "We only reached an agreement in the morning, and in the evening...you are really not afraid of scaring them at all."

What's more, he hasn't figured out how to explain the fact that he, the number one god of war in the fairy world, has turned into a male favorite of the demon god.

At least give him a few days to think of a reasonable excuse.

Yin Luo said firmly: "They are well-informed, and this kind of thing can't scare them."

Qing Ze curled his lips and picked up the dress.

He shouldn't have believed Yin Luo's words.

Looking at Yin Luo's expression, it was obvious that his eyelids were slightly drooping and his expression was difficult to distinguish, but he was even more restless than himself.

Because this meeting was at dinner time, Yin Luo even held a rare banquet.

Maybe he really thought so when he told himself, even when he nodded slightly to signal for himself to take off his disguise, he looked very calm and sure.

Where did he get his confidence?

How could you not be scared?

In the next second, all the wine in Taotie's mouth sprayed onto Yin Luo's python robe, and even two small drops splashed onto Yin Luo's side face.

Yin Luo said: "..."

Taotie said: "..."

Qing Ze said: "..."

Holding the disguised face in his hand, Qing Ze sat on the table of demon generals and looked at Yin Luo, facing the face of the number one God of War in the heaven who had killed countless demon soldiers and was incompatible with the demon clan.

——The expression of this damned person is obviously not so determined now.

Several demon generals also looked at Yin Luo.

Yin Luo picked up the towel on the table, slowly wiped off the drink on his face, coughed, and said, "This is Qingjun from the heaven."

Then he closed his mouth, looked at the dishes on the table, and pursed his lips into a straight line.

and then?and then?and then?

Sitting awkwardly in the banquet, Qingze almost gritted his teeth when he saw Chaos who was frozen in place even when he was picking up vegetables.

That's the end of the explanation, right?

Yin Luo, look at the faces of your demon generals.Their faces are almost greener than the dishes on the table.

They have no way to continue this sentence.

— None of them dared to move!

Can you pity them?Can you save them?Can you explain it well?

For the first time, Qingze felt as if he had become a chicken whose throat was choked and unable to make a sound.

For the first time in his life, he finally understood what embarrassment was.

He is the Schrödinger's cat in the room, as long as you don't look at it, you don't exist.

Obviously sitting there very abruptly, but the moment he took off his disguise, he suddenly disappeared.

Especially chaos.

At the beginning, he cleaned it up too badly, but now his body is shaking so much that the dishes in front of him are shaking.

He obviously thought that he appeared here to kill the Quartet.

The whole table was so silent that they almost stared at Yin Luo.

Yin Luo sat motionless on the spot, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, silently and slowly stretched out the spoon to scoop up the soup.

Picked up another chopstick dish.

Scooped up the soup.

I ate a meal.

It was as if he felt that he had done his best and didn't know what to do. He was about to ignore the demon general who was frightened and frozen there unprepared, and regarded the sudden appearance of the number one God of War in the heavens as a meal with a steamed stuffed bun in the morning. The same thing that is very reasonable, normal and not surprising, let this matter pass by as if nothing had happened.

Yin Luo didn't even know why he took it for granted that the demon generals would not be shocked by the appearance of himself, who was an ancient beast who was as powerful as they were, but was frightened by the demon general's frightened reaction.

In short, for Yin Luo, this matter has been done with all his might.

As for how to digest it, it all depends on the good fortune of the demon generals themselves.

Maybe Yin Luo, as long as his expression is tight enough, they sit awkwardly for long enough, and the demon generals are hungry enough, other people will self-hypnotize and think that this matter is extremely logical.

Then accept it graciously.

But how is this possible?

Qing Ze was almost annoyed.

Why would he pin his hopes on a severe social disorder?

Why did he really think that Yin Luo would have experience in solving such matters?

Why did he sit here so awkwardly, unprepared?

Qing Ze said: "...Yin Luo."

Yin Luo's spoon shook.

The author has something to say: Today’s update is very short... I’m going to go to the previous chapters _(:з」∠)_, I’ll add more tomorrow