Ruan Ling stared at him and smiled and said, "Is the wine delicious?"

“Good.”

"Then drink more."

"No, no..." Pu Zihuang supported her body and staggered to get up. "I'm so dizzy that I can't drink anymore... I want to go back to the house and lie down for a while. Since you are here... I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..."

He mumbled and turned toward his room.

Ruan Ling followed and looked at him: "Does Zihuangjun appear in the true form every time he gets drunk?"

"Um..." Pu Zihuang was so drunk that she was shaking when walking, and the gorgeous jade crown on her head was crooked. I don't know if she understood Ruan Ling's words.

Ruan Ling had no choice but to follow him without leaving.

Although Pu Zihuang was drunk, she could accurately find her door.

He pushed the door and walked in, pulled off his robe and lay onto the thick carpet.

The next moment, he turned into a colorful and gorgeous blue peacock.

But he was also emitting alcohol all over and slept very heavily.

When Ruan Ling saw this, she walked over lightly and pushed him: "Zi Huangjun? Can you hear me talking?"

The peacock's head moved and changed to a more comfortable position.

Ruan Ling's gaze moved to his head.

The peacock feather swayed gently, tempting her all the time.

Ruan Ling slowly stretched out his hand, carefully pinched a feather feather, and pulled it hard!

"Um!"

The peacock snorted.

Ruan Ling was so scared that her heart almost stopped.

She kept her posture still and dared not move until the peacock snored evenly again, then she let out a breath and put away the peacock feather.

"I'm sorry, Zi Huangjun, I will definitely compensate you in the future!" Ruan Ling clasped her hands together, bowed to the gorgeous peacock, turned around and prepared to leave, but saw a little demon standing at the door, looking at her with a dull look on her face.

"You, you..." The little demon's hand trembled like a fallen leaf in the wind, "What did you do to your master just now?"

"Shh!" Ruan Ling hurriedly kept silent, walked to the door, pulled the little demon out, and said, "Your master is drunk. I want to see if he has anything to do."

"But I saw you pulling out your master's hair..."

"Where is it?" Ruan Ling denied, "You are dazzled, you are wrong. What do I want your master's hair to do?"

"Is that necessary?" Xiao Yao was very sure, "You must be like those women, admiring your master's beauty and wealth!"

"You're a little overthinking this." Ruan Ling patted his shoulders and smiled, "I'm not interested in the beauty and wealth of your master. I'll leave first, you can take good care of your master."

She didn't get entangled with the little demon, but ran away with feathers in her arms.

The little demon blinked and watched her back disappear. After a while, he walked into the room with tea.

Pu Zihuang slept for a long time before she woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he found a little numb on his head.

He rushed to the mirror and saw another feather on his head missing.

"Ruan Ling, come back to me-" He was frustrated and angry, and shouted outside, "You secretly pulled my hair again!"

He was so angry that he was spinning around the room, and said to himself, "Next time you ask me for an antidote, I will definitely not give it to you again!"

The little demon shivered.

He just said, how could he read it wrong?

The little city god was really abominable and tight.

Despicable and terrible.

Even a poor little demon like him was deceived.

He was in a daze all day and thought he had already had a family genetic disease in advance.
Chapter completed!