I sell lunch boxes in the underworld

Qin Yunie sat up straight and fell back onto the table. She propped up her cheeks with her hands to avoid falling onto the table. Her hair was messy and spread on both sides. She mumbled, "Huh? Why are you here?"

Hearing her voice which was more clingy than usual, Yan Wenjing frowned slightly. He picked up the porcelain bottle in her hand and found that it was empty.

Yan Wenjing: “…”

Did she drink the whole bottle of plum wine?

"Why did you snatch my plum wine? Didn't you give it all to me? Give it back to me!" Qin Yunie had the wine snatched from his hand, and he quickly stood up and reached out to grab the porcelain bottle.

In the end, he got nothing and fell on Yan Wenjing.

Yan Wenjing only felt a faint fragrance lingering around, and the next second a warm body was carried in his arms, so that he subconsciously wanted to throw the person out.

Just as she grabbed the clothes around Qin Yunie's neck, she had already put her arms around his waist and hugged him. Her whole body was trapped in his arms. She raised her head, smiled playfully at him, and said proudly: "Hey, don't even think about running away!"

Yan Wenjing froze instantly, "Qin Yunie!"

Qin Yunie ignored him and unscrupulously groped him with both hands, muttering, "Give me back my plum wine!"

"Huh? You actually have abdominal muscles? One, two, three, four, five..." Qin Yunie touched it again in surprise and looked at Yan Wenjing in shock: "There are actually eight of them!!"

"Don't move!" Yan Wenjing said with a cold face. He grabbed her rebellious hand and wanted to throw her out.

But the drunk Qin Yunie always caught him off guard, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control his strength and hurt her.

The faint fragrance lingering in his nose and the restless hands made him feel at a loss.

Yan Wenjing had never been so close to a woman before. His thin lips were tightly pursed, but if you looked closely, his ears were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.

"Hehehe...it feels good to touch~"

Qin Yunie swayed her body, resting her chin on his chest, with a flattering smile, "I'll give you the plum wine, and you let me touch it~"

Yan Wenjing's ears were not only red and bleeding, but his cheeks were also abnormally red. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word, "You..."

"Why are you blushing? Hehehehe...you are so handsome~" Qin Yunie was about to reach out and touch his face,

Yan Wenjing grabbed her hand and threatened her, "Qin Yunie, if you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!"

Unfortunately, the other party seemed to be completely unaware of his abnormality, and her voice was filled with a hint of anger, "Why are you so stingy! What's wrong with letting me touch you?"

The next second, she said coquettishly, "Really? Can't you touch me? Just once~"

Qin Yunie negotiated, "If the abdominal muscles are not good enough, the face is OK~"

Yan Wenjing gritted his teeth and said coldly, "No."

Qin Yunie curled her lips and said, "Oh, then give me back my plum wine."

Fan Wujiu sat up dazedly from the ground, looked at the two people entangled together, rubbed his head, and asked in confusion: "What are you...doing?"

Qin Yunie poked her head out from Yan Wenjing's arms, her face flushed: "We? We are..."

Xie Bian quickly glanced at them, covered Fan Wujiu's eyes, and dragged him out of the room, "Don't look at anything indecent, don't listen to anything indecent!"

Yan Wenjing: “…”

Qin Yunie blinked, her face full of confusion: "...What are they doing?"

Yan Wenjing shoved the porcelain bottle into her hand with a serious face, "Here you go."

Qin Yunie chuckled and raised his eyebrows proudly, "Wouldn't it have been better if you did this earlier?"

She muttered quietly: "Even though I didn't get to touch my abs, plum wine is nice~"

Yan Wenjing looked at her with complicated eyes: "..."

She took a sip from the porcelain bottle, but not a drop came out. "Where's my wine???"

She tilted her head and moved closer to the porcelain bottle, shaking it twice, but still nothing. Qin Yunie's eyes suddenly turned red, "Woo~"

Qin Yunie turned her head, holding the porcelain bottle and looking at Yan Wenjing with an aggrieved look on her face, and complained: "Woo wow~ Lord Yama! I'm out of wine!"

Yan Wenjing's forehead twitched and he pursed his thin lips. For the first time, he wondered how a woman could be so noisy.

Seeing her eager eyes, Yan Wenjing sighed, and a bottle of plum wine appeared in his right hand, and then the porcelain bottle floated in front of her.

Qin Yunie received the plum wine, her peach blossom eyes shone brightly, a sweet smile spread across her rosy cheeks, and she squinted her eyes, "Thank you, Lord Yama! You are such a good Lord Yama~"

Whenever he heard that he was a good King of Hell, he felt a buzzing pain in his head.

He looked around and found that except for the two who had already left and the Emperor Dongyue who went back to sleep after drinking, no one was sober.

Yan Wenjing glanced at Qin Yunie and chose to use magic to lift her up, twisting her around like a silkworm.

"Hey, what are you resisting me for?"

"Where are we going? I haven't even finished my plum wine yet."

"Slow down..."

Before Qin Yunie could finish her words, Yan Wenjing sealed her mouth with magic.

Along the way, I heard Qin Yunie mumbling...

Yan Wenjing vaguely felt something was wrong, so he stopped and just as he unblocked her, he heard her say, "Let me down... I want..."

Yan Wenjing dodged and Qin Yunie, without support, collapsed to the ground. "Wow... Ugh~"

He should have asked other ghost officials to send her back!

The smelly air made Yan Wenjing's face turn dark as he looked at Qin Yunie who fell asleep beside him after vomiting.

There was a notebook floating in the air. He turned the page with a sullen face to the page belonging to Qin Yunie, who died of old age at the age of 80.

Yan Wenjing's eyes fell on Qin Yunie, hesitating between letting her stay here and having a big meal.

In the end, Yan Wenjing closed his eyes, performed a cleansing spell on her, packed her up and sent her home.

Yan Wenjing has never served anyone since he was born, let alone expect him to know how to take care of an alcoholic.

So after he put Qin Yunie on the bed, he looked at her for two seconds, cast a spell to cover her with the quilt, and then left.

The next day.

Qin Yunie woke up, covered his head which was a bit aching, and groaned, "Hiss~"

She rubbed her throbbing head, and scenes that made her embarrassed, blushing, and her heart beat fast emerged in her mind. In the end, she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

sky……!!

What on earth did she do last night...

She, she, she actually molested the King of Hell...

Not only did I touch the King of Hell's abdominal muscles, I also counted them...

Even after being stopped, she still refused and insisted that the King of Hell let her touch his abdominal muscles... and when he refused, she even said he was stingy...

Who gave her the guts to touch the King of Hell's abs and even want to touch his face?!

She probably didn't drink plum wine last night, she drank too much!

The key point is, she almost vomited on the King of Hell...

Thinking of that scene, Qin Yunie felt like the sky was falling...