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

Although the underworld is dark and dim all year round, the urban area where civil servants and those waiting in line to receive Meng Po soup live is still planned like a human city with prosperous and bustling commercial and residential areas.

Before curfew, the same neon lights, music, noise and car horns as in the human world decorate this vast underworld area into a veiled alien beauty wearing shiny gems and precious metal ornaments all over her body, but glaring at you with sinister and evil eyes.

The eastern part of Huangquan City is the most economically developed administrative district in the underworld, with high-end residential areas with complete supporting facilities.

Even in the underworld, the gap between the rich and the poor still exists.

In the living room of a villa in a high-end villa community.

Jing Churan, who was wearing VR glasses, heard the doorbell and answered it, still pressing the game controller in his hand.

Jing Churan responded in the same perfunctory manner every time there was a knock on the door.

It was not until the third knock on the door that Jing Churan felt someone patting his shoulder from the side.

He took off his VR glasses slowly, glanced at Li You who was wearing camouflage clothes behind him, put the glasses and the handle on the coffee table, got up and took out two cans of cold beer from the refrigerator, and handed one to the other party.

"Assistant Li? Are you also unable to sleep at night and want a tube of Meng Po soup to help you sleep?"

Li You took the beer, but put it on the coffee table, looked at Jing Churan seriously, and asked:

"Jing Churan, can I trust you?"

Jing Churan sneered when he heard that, then sat back on the sofa, opened the pull ring, tilted his head back and drank a few sips of cold beer.

"Oh, then you have to ask yourself, Assistant Li. I thought that since you came to me, you should have figured it out by now."

Li You stood in front of him, and in the light of the gorgeous crystal chandelier, he looked at Jing Churan, who usually appeared to be a sloppy and playboy.

"Jing Churan, please swear by your family's glory and your position as 'Meng Po' that you will never go against your conscience or deceive the heaven and earth when answering my questions!"

"interesting."

Jing Churan raised the corners of his lips and looked at the baby-faced young man in front of him with interest. Then he raised three fingers of his right hand and swore solemnly as the other party requested.

Li Ran finally felt relieved and sat down on the coffee table, staring at the man slumped on the sofa drinking beer, and asked:

"Jing Churan, considering that you have known Mu Xian for many years, is he a person with bad intentions?"

"Well, that depends on what aspect."

Jing Churan took a sip of beer and saw Li You's nervous expression as he wished. He grinned and said:

"Don't be nervous!"

"I mean, if he doesn't have any feelings for a little girl who is by his side day and night, then I have to doubt whether he is a man!"

Li You reacted and was about to ask more questions, but he saw the other party waving his hand.

"I know what you mean."

Jing Churan raised his head and drank the last sip of beer.

"If you doubt that he is not a lovesick man, I will definitely refute you. Similarly, if you believe that he has a vicious heart, I will still firmly deny you."

With each word, he easily pinched the empty can in his hand into a pancake shape.

"What's wrong? Did that guy assign you some important task? Look, he has made you feel guilty to this extent."

"I see. Thank you."

Li You let out a long sigh, pulled the ring of the can, and drank the whole can of beer in one breath.

He picked up the other person's canned biscuit and threw them into the trash can. As he was walking towards the door, he heard the other person's additional words behind him, which sounded like a warning, but also like he was watching a good show:

"But don't forget, Mu Xian lost his soul and spirit shortly after he was born. He is capable of doing anything crazy."

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At the desk, Min Ying put down the evidence bag in his hand, stood up and went to the tea room to pick up a bucket of instant noodles and fill it with hot water. He walked into the public office and was about to learn about the progress of his subordinates' work, grab a bag of spicy dried fish, and grab a few braised quail eggs, but his attention was attracted by the news broadcast coming from a corner:

"A few days ago, Mingxin Group signed a contract with Jinchi worth 20 billion..."

Min Ying subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced towards the source of the sound, strode over and looked down at his subordinates who were eating takeout and watching the news, startling the new girl so much that she shrank back.

Min Ying picked up the phone and looked at the screen where Hei Huomian was signing a contract with President Jin Chi. He then turned his head and pointed at his assistant, calling out urgently:

"Get me Hei Huomian's transcript right now, quick!"

Tracing back to Heihuomian’s study on the third floor of the manor.

"What are you drawing?"

After reviewing a planning proposal, Hei Huomian looked up at Bai Shuiru who was sitting across from his desk.

After Hei Huomian agreed to accompany Bai Shuiru to gradually adapt to and accept the pen, he customized an office desk of the same model and placed it opposite his own desk for her exclusive use.

The little girl was leaning over the table, drawing with a crayon in her hand, with her head tilted.

The man couldn't help but remind him gently: "You lower your head too much, you will become nearsighted."

"Oh."

The little girl obeyed obediently, sitting up straight and concentrating on using the crayons between her fingers to leave colorful marks on the white drawing paper.

Ten minutes later, Hei Huomian finished reviewing a document and found the little girl hunched over the table again, but this time her head was tilted to the left.

The man called out in a gentle voice, "Bai Shuiru."

"Eh~!"

The little girl agreed, but repeated the same mistake two minutes later.

Hei Huomian couldn't help but stroke his forehead, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He stood up and walked behind Bai Shuiru, gently placed his hands on her shoulders and straightened her back, corrected her sitting posture, and scolded with a smile:

"Aren't you afraid of myopia, little thing?"

"whee."

Bai Shuiru turned her head with a smile and looked at the man behind her who was looking down at her. She pouted and snorted:

"I don't do that. You don't know how to rest when you work."

Hei Huomian's heart softened, and the doting behind his upward curved lips was filled with a lot of pleasure. He asked:

"So it's still my fault?"

"Of course~!"

"Okay, it's my fault~."

Hei Huomian turned around, took out an ice cream from Che's small refrigerator and handed it to her.

"Hey, reward for you!"

"Thank you!"

Bai Shuiru pushed the drawing paper aside, opened the can and started to devour the meal.

Hei Huomian drank hot tea and lowered his eyes to look at the pattern on the drawing paper. He raised his eyebrows and was amazed.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such painting skills, which were not even as good as those of a two-year-old child, came from the skillful hands of a girl in her early twenties with good aesthetic sense.

"what is this?"

"A panda."

...I thought it was a pile of steamed buns.

"What about this?"

"A mermaid."

"I thought there was a pot of flowers on the flowerpot rack." Hei Huomian couldn't help but mutter.

"That, that is..."

Bai Shuiru held the spoon in her mouth and noticed that the other party was looking at another piece of drawing paper. She took the drawing paper, frowned and tilted her head to recall for a few seconds, then grinned:

"I forgot too."

"…Is this all what Wanwan taught you?"

"Yes! Wanwan draws very well." Bai Shuiru started eating the second ice cream.

"Once I have reviewed the documents, I will teach you in person later."

Teach step by step.

Hei Huomian turned around to hide the blush that flashed across his face.

Just then, there was a knock on the study door.