Male God, sing me a lullaby

An Feng heard the sound of Di Beiming kicking the door, and he could not help but shrink his neck. 'Your Majesty, in terms of chasing girls, you're really inferior to Xue Wuji. With your pursuit, you're destined to die alone!'

Di Beiming entered the room and saw Yun Chujiu lying on the bed, twitching as if she was crying?

Di Beiming suppressed his anger and asked awkwardly, "Black Thing, what are you doing?"

Yun Chujiu raised her head. Her eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face. She grabbed the pillow in her hand and threw it at Di Beiming, "Sob sob, you're such a pervert! Leave! I don't want to see you again!"

Under normal circumstances, Di Beiming would definitely tear the pillow that was thrown at him into pieces. However, he was a little numb then.

'Black Thing was crying so sadly. What should I do? She must have heard Xue Wuji's stupid words and misunderstood me!'