At the end of the bamboo forest, Gu Chunuan still held the Demon Lord's waist. She sniffed lightly with the tip of her nose, smelling his fragrance with satisfaction.
"Little brother, what kind of makeup and powder have you put on to make you look so attractive?"
"Take some flower petal bath and leave some floral fragrance on your body." The man in red raised his broad sleeves and followed Gu Chunuan's example and smelled it happily.
Gu Chunuan looked directly into his eyes and couldn't help but praise, "Your eyes are so beautiful."
The man in red stiffened slightly and looked at Gu Chunuan seriously. He saw that Gu Chunuan was covered with a veil and couldn't see clearly, but his black and white eyes reflected his blue and black pupils.
It's envy.
He read it right, it was indeed envy and liking, unadulterated envy and liking.
The Demon Lord moved his lips and whispered, "You are the first person to say that I have beautiful eyes."
There was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, but this smile did not make people feel any warmth, but instead made people feel like they were falling into a cave.
Because of Gu Chunuan's words, for some reason, that smile felt a little warmer.
"Then how do others describe your eyes?" Gu Chunuan asked.
"Monster, devil."
Gu Chunuan burst out laughing, "That's because those people are jealous, these eyes look so seductive."
"Yeah."
"Of course."
Gu Chunuan raised his chin domineeringly and glanced at his exposed strong chest muscles, "Looking at you, could it be that you are also a servant of a certain banner master of the Demon Clan?"
"Waiter?"
The Demon Lord smiled.
This is the first time someone dares to say that he is a waiter.
"No one has to go through some ups and downs, especially a beauty like you. From now on, you can hang out with the little sister, and the little sister will let you know why the flowers are so red."
The Demon Lord didn't even think about it and said directly, "Okay."
The two of them had an ambiguous posture, and the tips of their noses were almost touching. Not only could they feel each other's breath, but they could also feel each other's heartbeats.
Although Gu Chunuan was reluctant to let him go, she still let him go.
"You are a servant of the Demon Clan and you appear in Wanghun Mountain. Do you know about Hell Grass?"
"You want to find hell grass?"
"Well, can you get it for me?"
"Can."
"Really?" Gu Chunuan was delighted. She just asked casually, but she didn't expect that he actually knew.
Gu Chunuan held his hand, and there was a little more urgency in her brows, "Good brother, tell my sister quickly, where is the Soul-Wang Grass?"
"In the Demon Lord's palace deep in Luohun Mountain."
"Could it be that the Demon Lord puts the hell grass next to his pillow as a treasure?"
"Afraid?"
"It's a joke, I, Gu Chunuan, have never been afraid of anything. I just think that the devil is really poor."
"poverty?"
"No, it's just a piece of hell grass, actually put it on the pillow as a treasure, tsk tsk tsk, maybe the demon lord has an empty name, but in fact he is just a little shou, maybe he is the master of the Lan Banner, or the lord of the Shaoyao Banner,
Peony Flag Master or something like that."
The Demon Lord didn't quite understand Gu Chunuan's words, but he could feel that they were not good words.
"What does Xiaoshou mean?"
"The little shou is almost like a waiter, the one at the bottom of the bed."
"..."
The smile on the Demon Lord's face froze.
Xiaoshou...
Waiter...
Oh……
This girl really thinks of him as a waiter?
"Perhaps... the demon lord just thinks the hell grass looks good, so he keeps it in his palace for fun."
"Bah, who believes it?"
Gu Chunuan's face was filled with disdain and he had no good impression of the Demon Lord at all.