Chapter 11 Rename

I thought he would refuse without saying a word, but Ye Zhongyuan nodded without hesitation.

Di Fuyao snorted coldly, "Don't be so arbitrary, think about it before making a decision, otherwise I won't have a chance to regret it."

Fu Jiu also roared in his heart, yes, master, consider it carefully!

"My words remain true to each other, and they won't change when I say them." Ye Zhongyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corners of his mouth. Before she could answer, he grabbed her gentle hand and said in a'sincere and sincere' tone. : "The little girl will be responsible for the rest of my life."

This little wild cat is so funny, he suddenly felt that life would be so boring without her for the rest of his life.

Di Fuyao opened his mouth, speechless for a while.

The dog was beeping in my heart, and I felt like shooting myself in the foot.

She obviously wanted to get rid of this evildoer, but she was stuck on him like brown candy. Don't mention how annoyed she was. Then look at his face full of spring breeze. Di Fuyao really wanted to muddy his slack handsome face. face! See if he can laugh so brilliantly!

Ye Zhongyuan smiled like an old fox who succeeded in trickery.

In the darkness, Fu Jiu stared deeply at Emperor Fuyao, his expression gloomy.

There are countless women who want to climb the dragon bed of the master, but so far no one can melt the iceberg in the master's heart. In history, Di Fuyao is the first woman to let the master approach and put down her body.

What happened in front of the beast room was completely in his eyes. This woman was sharp and thoughtful, and there was no lack of cunning. If such a clever and cold woman approached the master, he would surely guard carefully.

Actually, now Fu Jiu really misunderstood Di Fuyao, she didn't want to climb Ye Zhongyuan at all, she just wanted to get rid of the kind that can be far away, okay!

"Hey, stay away from me!" Di Fuyao glared at someone uncomfortably, and this boy was in good measure, leaning on her. The tree was already farther away, so he still moved up to find a beating, didn't he?

Ye Zhongyuan actually laughed, and leaned in her ear shamelessly, pursing and sultry: "Your little husband won't call you hey."

"Er Gouzi, stay away from me." Di Fuyao rolled his eyes and threw it over. What do you call doing Laozi's trouble, hum!

"Puff--" Fu Jiu simply laughed.

saw the master's handsome face turned black for an instant, such a down-to-earth name, really does not match the master's noble ghost emperor status!

Di Fuyao saw Ye Zhongyuan froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, not smiling, "Ergouzi, what is Sancong?"

"Never gentle, never considerate, never reasonable?" A certain evildoer said cheerfully.

"What is it?" Di Fu shook his mouth and twitched.

This guy is opportunistic, it's too good to learn from other things.

He smiled suddenly and wickedly, and his name was utterly loud, spit out from the moderately thin pink lips, "Ye Zhongyuan, my name."

After that, there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes. Everyone would be scared when they heard these three words. wonder if this girl will change color after hearing his name?

"It doesn't sound good, I became my person, and I will be called Ergouzi from now on."

Unexpectedly, Di Fuyao had a sincere face, as if he had never heard of it at all, his frightening power of fame was ineffective for her.

Ye Zhongyuanjun's face was stained with grievances, and he looked at her eagerly, very dissatisfied with Ergouzi.

He dignified the ghost emperor, is it fair to tell Er Gouzi to pass it on!

"Not satisfied?" Di Fuyao asked coldly.

Ye Zhongyuan nodded.

"Then Wangcai is good, what a rich name."

"..."

Not as good as Ergouzi!

Ye Zhongyuan felt a thankless feeling to her for the first time, but the more difficult it was to tame the little wild cat, the more it aroused his interest. How long has he not been so happy, this is full of fun. The game of tame has just begun.

At this moment, Yun Clan and Di Fuling walked out of the inner hall and stopped just under the silver laurel tree.

Di Fuyao held his breath so as not to be caught, but the evildoer behind him deliberately pinched her waist and almost made her shout.

She turned her head and glared at him, Ye Zhongyuan smiled innocently, and the magic claws continued to poking her waist with unscrupulous little flesh, the spring breeze in her eyes was triumphant, as if deliberately returning to her previous monkey stealing peaches.

The tickling flesh on her waist made her want to laugh, but the mother and daughter of Yun were under the tree, so she had to gritted her teeth.

He slammed the blade violently, Ye Zhongyuan raised his eyebrows, reached out his hand to grab her jade arm, and directly pulled her in his arms, sitting on his lap in a particularly ambiguous posture.