The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

After dinner, Bai Shuiru waited for Heihuowian to play with his elder brother for a while. After being taken away by his parents to take a bath, he looked hesitantly at Heihuowian's tall and handsome back.

"Huo Mian, can I ask you for your advice?"

Hei Huomian turned around, with a hint of reluctance on his lips, and nodded with a smile.

"That's right, I also have something I want you to help me with."

The two looked at each other, and walked in tacit understanding out of the Sucong Manor, whose outlines and details were outlined by warm lights, and came to the garden illuminated by the full moon.

The sweet fragrance of white magnolia arrives with the evening breeze after the rain, and the coolness and subtle aroma tightly embraces the unique fragrance; it does not make people feel sticky, but rather it is refreshing and invigorating.

“I’ve been wondering these past few days if it’s a bad thing for me if I continue to be afraid of the pen.”

Heihuo Mian stared at the little girl, who was only as tall as his shoulder, looking into the night sky, then nodded, motioning her to continue.

"Although I was misunderstood as plagiarizing and could not produce the design drawings to prove it, it was somewhat because people who are famous are prone to gossip."

"Even if we don't mention this, I still remember clearly that you suggested to me before that if I was interested, I might as well learn jewelry design."

"Just because I suggested it?"

The man's calm and cold voice fell into the night, revealing five parts of uncontrollable joy and five parts of inquiry.

After a brief thought, Bai Shuiru turned her head to look into Hei Huomian's eyes and nodded in affirmation:

"because I like it."

"Although I'm still not sure how deep this love is, at least for now I'm sure that I like it."

“And after I suffered from online bullying, I didn’t think of giving up. Instead, I became more obsessed with creation, wanting to string together all my fantasies with those colorful and dazzling beads.”

“That means I really like you.”

Hei Huomian nodded in agreement:

“Don’t change your original intention because of criticism or denial from others. Instead, you can discover the love behind it.”

Two shadows, one long and one short, appeared behind the two men, sometimes overlapping quietly, and sometimes bouncing back to a safe distance as if in embarrassment.

"I have learned some jewelry design-related courses in the past few days, which include hand-drawing modeling skills and computer software drawing. Even for computer design, I will use a pressure-sensitive pen to draw on a drawing board."

"So I can't hide, and I don't want to hide anymore."

Bai Shuiru raised her hand and caught a light yellow frangipani flower, which blended elegance and light fragrance, and was particularly gentle under the moonlight.

Hei Huomian picked up the flower with his long fingers and gently inserted it into her hair.

"Your fear of pens is the same as my fear of ghosts. It's all psychological."

"If you ever feel like touching the pen and picking it up again, I will be there for you, supporting you and helping you."

The little girl looked a little more relaxed, nodded, and told her plan:

"I think I can follow Teacher Wanwan first and doodle for a few days to gradually get used to it."

Hei Huomian pushed up his sunglasses, not hiding the disappointment and sadness of being abandoned in his tone, and sighed:

"Oh my, you only want Teacher Wanwan and not Teacher Mianmian? You dump her after you've finished talking to her. What a scumbag!"

Bai Shuiru looked at the man, chuckled, and slapped the man's strong arm.

"Aren't I worried about affecting my boss's work?"

She continued to plan: "Well, then I will get some calligraphy to copy, and finally learn design."

Calligraphy copybook? Copying?

Hei Huomian's thoughts were obviously enlightened by this invisible enlightenment.

"it's your turn."

He seemed to remember something, but it was immediately obscured by his conscious thoughts, covering his head and entire body.

Hei Huomian came back to his senses, blinked, and pushed his sunglasses up in confusion.

"I?

"Didn't you say you needed my advice, too?"

"Oh, yes," Hei Huomian paused, "I want to plan to completely adjust my schedule in about three to six months."

Have I ever copied calligraphy or something like that recently?

"This way, your time working with me in the future won't be too hard."

I seemed to have heard her mention that she had seen the copybook.

"Then you need me to..." Bai Shuiru swallowed the word "cooperate" and looked at the other party inquiringly.

Hei Huomian coughed, and with his fist clenched against his lips, he whispered:

"I, I'll go to your room and sleep on the floor."

"You are the boss, how can I let you sleep on the floor?"

Hei Huomian quickly suppressed the reverie that had just arisen in his heart and quickly responded:

"I'll just sleep on the floor."

The little girl also responded straightforwardly: "Okay, I'll clean it up when I get home later."

There was something invisible and intangible that just began like a dream talk and was drowned by the night.

Hei Huomian couldn't figure out where the embarrassment in his heart came from. He pushed up his sunglasses and watched the little girl humming a little tune and jumping happily in front of him.

She would shout “Oh, there are fireflies” one moment and “Wow, there are frogs” the next, causing Wanwan to open the window and shout, asking her to help catch fireflies.

in the bathroom.

The hot water washed over Heihuo Mian's muscular and curvy back. Several streams of water gathered in the groove on his back, outlining his toned waist and perky buttocks.

"roll!"

As Heihuo Mian suddenly shouted angrily, a Nether Fire Evil flew out quickly and pierced deeply into the tile one centimeter away from the opponent's cheek. The blue-black Nether Fire immediately burned a large area of ​​the gauze curtains, tiles and even the ceiling before gradually extinguishing.

"We are all men~, why are you so angry~?"

Following a man's teasing response, a man in black clothes and black pants sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, happily chewing a skewer of roasted beef.

"Oh~, I get it, you hate that it's not your little brush that's spying on you."

"I'll only forgive you this time."

Hei Huomian quickly grabbed the bath towel, picked up his sunglasses, and walked out of the bathroom while wrapping himself in the bath towel.

Wu Chu took out another skewer of grilled squid out of thin air, smacked his lips, and followed Hei Huomian into the cloakroom in a nonchalant manner. He leaned back on the sofa and lazily sipped his herbal tea.

"If you have something to say, get out of here."

Hei Huomian hurriedly put on a set of home clothes and walked into the bedroom.

Wu Chu, who appeared on the stool at the end of the bed, wiped his hands with a tissue and said with a smile, "Congratulations."

"I didn't find the little brush, so why should I be happy?"

"Ouch~!" Wu Chu crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

"I wanted to tell you that I've been transferred and I don't have time to play with you."

"But you seem to really like copying calligraphy, so I'll leave some homework for you, and you can do it slowly~."

Wu Chuchang pointed and saw two stacks of calligraphy works taller than Hei Huomian piled on the floor in a corner of the bedroom.

Hei Huomian turned his head and glared at the man in anger, "Get lost!"

Wu Chu giggled, performed a two-finger salute, and disappeared without a trace.

Calligraphy copybook?

Did I really copy calligraphy?

Hei Huomian subconsciously glanced at the two stacks of calligraphy.

"There are some other damn calligraphy pieces that are just as annoying as you!"

As Wu Chu turned around and ran away with a smile, the two stacks of calligraphy were blown by the strong wind, flying all over the bedroom and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When Hei Huomian had put his clothes in order, knocked on the door and walked into Bai Shuiru's bedroom, the little girl was leaning against the bed screen reading "Introduction to Jewelry Design Drawing".

Bai Shuiru put down the book, looked at the European-style simple iron double bed separated by a screen, and said with a smile:

"Boss, didn't you say you wanted to sleep on the floor?"

There are all kinds of pillows, each taking up a space for one person.

Hei Huomian sat on the edge of the wrought iron bed, picked up a bronze galloping horse with a flying swallow in its shape, and glanced at her through the screen.

"Bai Shuiru, you have such a cruel heart!"

The man was clearly gritting his teeth, but his words were full of doting and helplessness.

"Hehe~!"

Bai Shuiru lay down and reached out to the desk lamp.

"Boss, you said you wanted to adjust your work and rest schedule, so I'll turn off the lights!"

"Good night."

"Good night~!"

Hei Huomian remained sitting with his head turned towards the screen, his eyes lowered as if in deep thought.

In less than a minute, Bai Shuiru's steady breathing could be heard through the screen.

Hei Huomian couldn't help but smile, shook his head helplessly, and said "good night" softly again before putting on the eye mask and lying down.

Hei Huomian turned over, kicked the lion pillow in his arms off the bed, and replaced it with a panda pillow.

As time goes by, the night becomes darker.

"Little mouse, you climbed up the lampstand to steal oil and can't get down. Meow, meow, meow, the cat is coming. Get down here."

Hei Huomian recited the song he used to sleep to forty or fifty times over and over again. The little mouse was rolling around on the lampstand with its head covered with swelling, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Hei Huo Mian, who was tossing and turning in sleep, suddenly pulled up his eye mask and listened to Li You's report in his mind:

"Sorry to bother you with your rest, because you said you would report any news as soon as possible."

Seeing Hei Huomian walking out of Bai Shuiru's bedroom, Li You hurriedly lowered his eyes and dared not look at his boss, for fear that he would catch a glimpse of something and be killed.

"Go to the study and talk."

"The cat soul entered the Sucong Manor through the magical channel used by high-ranking personnel in the underworld to travel between the underworld and the human world. In other words..."

Li You did not respond, but Hei Huomian understood.

In other words, including Hei Huomian himself, his parents, Uncle Nan, Li You, and even Wanwan who often returns to the underworld to play with his friends recently are all suspicious people who created this kind of passage.

Unless they enter and exit the city in the most conventional way, applying for entry and exit visas through the local embassy in China, and then going through the review of the local immigration office in China, etc.

Very smart, change the approach.

Hei Huomian sneered and reminded: "In turn, this also narrows the direction of your investigation."

Li You suddenly got an epiphany, and immediately stood up and nodded, "Yes!"

All high-ranking local government officials with verifiable names are registered, which greatly narrows the scope of the investigation compared to unconditionally screening out those with the number "billion".

Hei Huomian asked again, "So how is the investigation going on regarding the missing Piao Kou?"