The Demon God carelessly comforted Cai Luan and entered the house.
He was very confused. Why couldn’t he help but want to talk more with the Demon Emperor? Why did he feel a sense of reluctance when he saw him leave?
Could it be that they had interacted in some memory he had lost?
However, if they had crossed paths, why didn’t the Demon Emperor take the initiative to mention it?
The Demon God was confused, so when former xiaojiu shamelessly came over the next day, he didn’t shut her out.
“Big Brother Demon God, I didn’t come empty-handed this time. Look, I brought you a lot of delicious food. Come, let’s eat and talk.”
Former Xiaojiu said as she took out a lot of dishes and placed them on the table. There was even a pot of good wine.
Cai Luan saw this scene through the crack in the door and snorted in her heart. This little pervert wants to use wine and food to please the Demonic Lord? What wishful thinking!
