Chi Sui narrowed his eyes: "No, you are drunk, you can't drink anymore!"
The devil still had his hands in his pockets, and the wide cuffs had slipped down at some point, revealing his wrists.
The bodhi string on the wrist looks like unmelted white ice, clear, holy, yet with a chill.
Chi Sui subconsciously wanted to touch the Bodhi on his wrist.
When you touch it, you will feel a slight coolness with a hint of mist.
Looking at the Demon King who was staring blankly at her hands, Chi Sui tilted her head and said, "Demon King, will you get rheumatism if you wear this Bodhi every day?"
After asking three times, Long Xi finally realized what Chi Sui asked.
"I can't take it off."
Chi Sui looked at the red corners of Long Xi's eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Why?"
"Father said so."
Bang
Long Xi slumped down on the table with his hands in his pockets.
Chi Sui crawled under the table and took a look, and found that the man had his eyes closed and was completely drunk.
"Lord Demon King?"
"Long Xi?"
"Wake up!"
Chi Sui hid under the table and kept poking the Demon King's cheek with his fingers.
Her fair and pretty cheeks were flushed, but she still didn't move at all.
Chi Sui chuckled twice and crawled out from under the table: "Then I'm going to touch your sensitive parts~~Xiao Longlong~"
The fair hand gently slipped into Long Xi's sleeve, and then slowly touched...
The golden beads in Long Xi’s sleeves.
Bang
Long Xi, who was originally drowsy, suddenly straightened up, clasped his hands together tighter with all his strength, and grabbed the golden bead pocket in his sleeve tightly.
Chi Sui: ………md, you put your hands in your pockets to protect the gold beads in your sleeves?
I thought you were being cute!
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