Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite The Bait Please Chapter 270.2: I’m Nitpicking, It Has to be You

“Get out! I’ve said that I do not want anyone else but just that girl named Qing Yu to come serve me.”

Qing Yu had just reached the door when a white jade porcelain vase was thrown out from inside, hurtling straight towards the head of the attendant girl beside her, the one who had led her all the way here.

The vase was about half an arm’s length and about as thick as one’s wrist. Although it was not exactly large, but it was still porcelain ware which would be quite a heavy strike when smashed onto a person.

“Eeek~”

The attendant girl was completely stunned by the item hurtling straight towards her face and could do nothing but scream loudly, unable to even dodge.

Qing Yu’s brows twitched a couple of times. The attendant girl should logically possess a significant level of cultivation as well but doesn’t she possess the most basic common sense, to dodge when faced with danger?

Truly a classic example of an embroidered pillow, nice to look at but of no practical use!

Seeing what was happening, Qing Yu took a step forward to pull the attendant girl to the side, and stretched her other hand out to catch the flying porcelain vase in midair, before smoothly placing it onto the table at the side as she said: “Why is Guild Leader Zhuge doing this? What is it that you can’t just tell us calmly but is throwing things about like a woman here?”

Upon hearing that voice, Zhuge Xiong’s face lit up with joy and he immediately turned around to look. Upon seeing the person that he wanted to see the most, he then said: “Miss Yu Qing, you’re finally here.”

“If I did not come here, I’m afraid that Guild Leader Zhuge would have tossed everything out from the house.” Qing Yu said through stiffened lips, her face not showing any expression as she spoke.

Hearing that, Zhuge Xiong showed a rare moment of awkward embarrassment but he quickly recovered and said with a laugh: “All of this, is merely just a joke….. I merely want the young miss you to…..”

“You want me to serve you?” Qing Yu lifted her eyes to glance at him. “Guild Leader Zhuge, I am the Temple Lord’s personal attendant who looks after the Temple Lord specifically. Don’t you think that your demand is a little too much?”

“So what? I am a guest here and it is the duty of all of you here to take good care of all my needs. That includes me wanting you to be the one to attend to me, which encompasses warming my bed.” Zhuge Xiong let out a scoffing laugh, his face twisted up to look at her with an evil look in his eyes.

The more he was denied something, the more interested he would be in it.

Zhuge Xiong’s wide smile on his face suddenly froze in place.

What did this wretch just say? His kidneys are weak? And his body frail! ?