JoAnne: Magnifico! (But he sort of looks like a grumpy waiter offering you a tray of pastries, doesn't he?)
Oh my word, the loathing I feel for this soulless woman makes it hard for me to even swallow.
Someone isn't going to be very happy when he finds out about his little fox...
I want to grab that maid's upper lip and pull it hard. Stretch it right over the rest of her face and back over the top of her head. Pin it behind her ears, then walk away laughing while she walks into walls.
Dujin why are you so laaaaaazy.
I feel like he should know everything, shouldn't he? He's been around since forever and Si Ming is his best friend. He's gotta know stuff. And honestly, thinking that is sometimes the only reason I don't get more pissed off at his do-nothing self. I feel like if he's deliberately hands off BUT he knows what's happening and why, then it must be because he knows how it's supposed to work out and that it doesn't need his intervention, or much intervention at least. But if he has no clue and he still just sits on his ass and barely does a thing even though he can SEE what's happening...well, then, Mr. Dijun, I have a bone to pick with you.
I'm irritated by the straw halos. He looks like someone took a bunch of arts and crafts from some little village market and stuck them on his head.
Oops, I fell off a cloud?
Well, someone will be. But it won't be you, Ye Hua, Mr. Bad Planner, Mr. Can't See the Signs, Mr. No Emotional Intelligence, Mr. In for a Rude Awakening, Mr. Missed the Boat. You get the picture.
His ass is fine, but his ass is dumb. Dumber than a box of rocks. Dumber than dirt. I'll call him Dumbpling, because he's dumb, but still cute.
The writer felt it was convenient for him to know, so it just popped into his head. Amazing!
I might be distressed about some of the thoughts I was having if he was my older brother, though. Well, no might about it. If I was having the thoughts I'm thinking of having, I'd be distressed. Also bothered, as in hot and.
Oh, hello, Incubator.
I like this actress, I can't help it. I wonder if she always plays evil bitches.
That kid is so adorable. It feels like he's 8 or 9 but I bet you he's a few years older than that.
Why does he have a little birdhouse on his head?
Die Feng, 70'000 years has done much to improve you.
Outside, the rainbow birds go crazy. What else do they do? Also, Dijun is constantly fingering that fox's fur. I'm beginning to think he's a dirty old man.
Umm...in English, when you use the word 'fingering' and you are not talking about musical instruments or gangsters ratting each other out, it mostly makes people think of things that I am pretty sure Dijun has not done to this fox. You don't say! But you never know, do you.
What I like about storms is being inside, in bed, warm and cozy, where they are not. I do love to hear rain on the roof, though. And when the wind howls under the eaves.
The baby IS dead, right? Do you think she'll give birth to some monster? Maybe he'll rip his way out of her womb and then eat her heart.
Well, 'a' test. He's not passing our Husband test, though, is he?
It matters to him how he's perceived. He can't just be the Heavenly Father, he has to be the strongest Heavenly Father. No one can question his right or his suitability to be in that position. I don't think that's just so he can use his power to protect Su Su, either.
Ohhh, do you think she loses the baby? She must be able to die as a mortal and still be alive as the High Goddess, though, right? What if she dies and he has to rule for thousands of years waiting for her to appear again?
CommentsPoor Su Su. Poor Ye Hua. The timing is so wrong. This is probably the last straw to break the camel's back.
Babies, come get hugs.