A devil in distress is not as good as a pig

When Zhu Ye returned to the water pavilion, the warm sweet-scented osmanthus wine had already been brought up. Master Sha was very happy, poured the wine for the two juniors himself, and said, "Come on, let's have a drink. First, let's welcome Aye. The Zhang family’s matter has also come to a conclusion, and it’s all a good thing.”

Zhu Ye raised his glass to meet his father, and glanced at Zhu Li from the corner of his eye. He looked calm, without a trace of unnaturalness, but his right eye was a little red, and the white of his eye was bloodshot, tangled like a spider's web with.

"Uncle hasn't been sleeping well lately?" Zhu Ye put down his wine glass, and placed Zhu Li with chopsticks to stew fish maw. "My eyes are a little red."

Zhu Li paused while holding the chopsticks, then turned his head and said with a smile, "Probably because I was busy with Zhang Juexi's business a while ago, and I was a little sleepless." He ate all the fish maw, and said, "It's rare that Ah Ye still remembers that I love to eat it." Well, speaking of it, the cooks outside can’t make this taste, it always seems like something is almost there.”

"If you like to eat, come back and eat more, or call the cook to cook for you." Perhaps because of Zhu Li's recent great achievements, Master Sha has been kind and friendly to him, and said, "Young people should also pay attention to maintenance." , the Zhang family’s affairs are about the same, I will do the rest, you might as well give yourself a vacation and take your girl to the Maldives for a few days.”

Zhu Li nodded: "I really should take a vacation. Speaking of which, I haven't been back to Thailand for several years. Brother, I want to go back later."

Master Sha frowned slightly. Zhu Li's biological mother was from Thailand, and there were some relatives of him there. It is reasonable to let him go back and have a look, but his status is embarrassing, and the Zhu family attaches great importance to blood, so they really don't want to Let him have more contact with those "relatives" who are out of touch.

Having said that, if Old Master Zhu hadn't been ill and confused back then, and insisted on taking care of his orphans at the end of his life, Master Sha wouldn't even recognize his younger brother--his own son can't support him, so how can he spare the time for those women who don't know how to get married? Raising children?

It happened more than 20 years ago. People are emotional animals. Even if they have a dog, they can develop affection. Besides, they are brothers who are connected by blood. Master Sha sighed secretly. Zhu Li only said that he was going to Thailand, not visiting relatives. , he couldn't say anything, so he nodded: "Alright."

During their conversation, Zhu Ye paid attention several times, and found that the red blood in Zhu Li's eyes had miraculously disappeared, as if what he had seen before was just a hallucination.

But he was sure that what he saw was not a hallucination, and Zhu Ye was still very confident about his vision.

The three of them ate and chatted, and talked about current affairs and news. After the banquet, it was already late at night. Zhu Ye was a very good drinker. He drank more than half a catty of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and he was still fine. Zhu Li was a little drunk and talked a lot He was dragged into the car by bodyguards, and stuck his head out of the car window, pulling Zhu Ye's cuff and chattering: "Next, next Wednesday, come to my house for a party, and introduce the girl to you. , There are two very authentic supermodels, they are quite pure, you, you must like them."

"Okay." Zhu Ye was still holding the child in his arms, afraid that he would wake up, so he could only simply respond twice, stuffed Zhu Li's head into the car window, and signaled the driver to drive.Shaoqing Sha's driver came over in a car: "Young Master, Sha asked me to take you back."

Zhu Ye got into the car, put the child on the back seat, and covered it with a blanket. Because Little Sunflower usually had a slight night sweat, he habitually took out a handkerchief and wiped the back of his head. When he touched it, he was surprised to find that the child was still alive today. Sweating, hair is dry, that is, the body temperature is obviously low and cold.

Under normal conditions, the body temperature of the moon fox is lower than that of humans, but it is a bit outrageous to be so low. Zhu Ye became nervous, hugged his son gently in his arms, listened to his breathing, and counted his heartbeat. Nothing happened. No, just relax a little.

The car arrived at the villa on St. Marianna Street and had to pass through the urban area. Zhu Ye hugged his son, raised his head and closed his eyes, and fell asleep. When he walked to the street, he suddenly felt a cold air coming. He was shocked, opened his eyes, and was surprised. Finding that his son was gone, the one lying in his arms turned into a pure white little fox, with his limbs stretched wide, revealing a pink belly, and the little Doudou buried in the fine fluff between his legs trembled and trembled. The rhythm of bedwetting.

"!" Zhu Ye was horrified. Little Sunflower's control over her form has been very stable since she completed the second level of magic cultivation. Except for the occasional tail falling out in the first two days, she has never turned into a fox when she fell asleep. Case.Zhu Ye was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly rolled up the blanket and piled it between his hind legs. Just when he was ready, the little guy urinated in a rush, probably because he drank too much milk, and the blanket didn't fully cover it, and it overflowed. Tick-tock dropped his thigh.

"Huh...why is it so cold? The air conditioner is broken?" The driver noticed the abnormal temperature, sniffled again, and said to himself, "What's this smell? Is the car perfume broken?" Looking back at Zhu Ye: "Big few……"

"Turn around!" Zhu Ye's scalp exploded, how would he explain when someone saw him hugging a little fox who wet the bed?He sternly stopped the driver's movement, and quickly raised the sound insulation panel to completely separate the front and rear seats.

After the little guy finished urinating, he opened his mouth and yawned a little, turned over and fell asleep in his arms, half of his ears were folded over, revealing the pink auricles, kind of lazy and cute.Zhu Ye turned his ears over for him. Regardless of half of his trouser legs being wet, he threw the blanket aside, took off his windbreaker and wrapped the little fox tightly from head to toe.As soon as it was packed, the car stopped, and the driver said through the intercom: "Young Master Ye, we're here."

Zhu Ye hugged his son tightly to his chest. After getting off the car, he didn't even dare to turn his head. He walked up the steps quickly, and Mo Hu had already greeted him when he heard the sound of the car: "Why is it so late? I told Agui to go Picking you up."

"Who's in the living room?" Zhu Ye stopped at the door and asked, "Are Jenny and the others there?"

Mo Hu saw that his face was not right, and said: "They are all here, what happened?"

Zhu Ye sent the little things in his arms to him, opened the collar of the windbreaker, and Mo Hu was stunned: "Why did he sleep like this?" Then he realized what Zhu Ye was worried about, and hurried into the living room to let the idlers wait Dodged and escorted the father and son upstairs together.

Zhu Ye carried the little fox directly into his bedroom, opened the windbreaker and moved him out, laying him flat on the bed.Mo Hu took a closer look at his son, his brows were slightly frowned, his left hand was hanging on his forehead, and a faint white mist gradually formed in the palm of his hand.

"He played too crazy in the afternoon, fell asleep halfway through dinner, and turned into a fox for no reason on the way home." Zhu Ye took off his pants, rolled up Drip'er's trouser legs and threw them into the laundry basket. The baby's stomach is full of milk, and the urine doesn't smell too bad, otherwise Master Sha's RV will have to change the interior again.

Mo Hu's face was a little strange, half-closed his eyes to feel his son's demon spirit, and said: "Who has he met today? Is there anyone else besides you and Master Sha?"

"Zhu Li went back to the mansion today, as well as the butler Liu, there is no one else... Do dogs and birds count?" Seeing his serious expression, Zhu Ye couldn't help but get nervous, and didn't care about taking a bath. Leaning over in his underwear, "What's the matter? What's wrong? Speaking of which, since he was able to change shape, he hasn't had such a half-way transformation."

"His demon spirit has been disturbed badly." Mo Hu moved his fingers lightly a few times, and the white mist in his palm expanded and relaxed, "Maybe it's people, maybe it's the earth's atmosphere, or there's something wrong with the feng shui of your mansion."

"What?" Zhu Ye said in disbelief, "Impossible, my mansion has a history of hundreds of years, many geologists have carefully inspected it, and confirmed that there is no problem with Feng Shui, and it is even more impossible for people, my family is only so few How can there be practitioners?"

"I also find it strange." Mo Hu's long eyebrows moved slightly, and he murmured, "I overlooked the terrain of your home before the plane landed. , unless... Has your dad practiced any evil spells recently? I heard that the elderly men in human beings are particularly perverted. If they don’t want to die, they feed a lot of liars with buns, burn some shit panacea to eat, and even pick Yin Tonic Yang or something..."

"Shut up!" Zhu Ye heard that the first half of his sentence sounded like a human, but the second half was completely slandering the rhythm of Lord Sha. He slapped the back of his neck and said, "Your father only harvests yin to replenish yang." Well, my dad isn't that perverted yet!"

"Hey, don't do it, haven't you heard that in your human songs: 'I really want to live another 500 years...', that old man on TV looks like a psychopath, he has a beard With a look of dissatisfaction, although your father is not as old as him, he still can't guarantee that he wants to live another 500 years."

"...You should watch more Korean dramas." For the first time, Zhu Ye felt that domestic dramas are actually more lethal than Korean dramas, twisted Mo Hu's ears, and said, "Come back to business, what's the matter with the little sunflower? If there is nothing wrong with the mansion, could it be that someone deliberately cast some kind of spell to harm him? Who could it be...Zhu Li? How could he know that the child is a demon?"

"It shouldn't be that complicated. Although Little Sunflower has already cultivated to the second level of magic cultivation, but he knows very limited spells and is not aggressive at all. It is too easy to hurt him. I guess someone in your family must be carrying something. Unclean things, or some unorthodox spells that he has learned, have unintentionally affected his demon spirit." Mo Hu rubbed his ears, while holding his son's little claws, put two fingers on his wrist to feel his pulse, " Little Sunflower's demon spirit is pure in nature, has strong perception, and is easier to cultivate than ordinary people, but it is also particularly vulnerable to bad influences. He sleeps like this, which is also a way of self-protection, allowing the other party to ignore his breath, not persecute him further."

Zhu Ye originally thought that the child was just tired from playing, but when he heard that he had suspended his death to avoid being persecuted, he felt distressed, touched his round pink belly, frowned and said, "Who could that be? Now, I am so busy again, it is impossible to practice any spells, the only possibility is Zhu Li... When you said it, I remembered that Xiao Sunflower was very wilted and obedient as soon as he got it, as if she was afraid of him .”

"Oh?" Mo Hu stayed by Zhu Ye's side for so long, and he was very clear about the mess in his family, and immediately became alert, "Is that true? Then think about it carefully, is there anything special about him tonight? Appearance , demeanor, voice, and body odor."

Zhu Ye turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, thought carefully, and said, "There is no difference. I have not been close to him for so many years, but tonight I feel that he is in a good mood. It seems that I have gotten closer, and my drinking capacity is still so ordinary. By the way, before leaving, he asked me to go to his house for a party next Wednesday, and said that he would introduce two supermodels to me—usually he rarely invites me to his house. Even if it's an exception?"

Mo Hu's eyes widened immediately. He didn't know what a home party was, but he knew what a supermodel was—aren't they those coquettish girls who like to walk around the stage in shorts and bras?Each of them is so thin that the front chest sticks to the back, and the ribs on the chest are one by one. If there are not two beans, you can't tell the front and back, okay!

"Why are you staring at me? I don't intend to go, I'm not interested in ribs!" Zhu Ye stared back at him fiercely.Mo Hu snorted, very satisfied with his "loyalty oath", touched his thick chest muscles, secretly rejoicing that he was strong enough and not at all weak, so he felt relieved and continued to stroke his son's soft and boneless hair claw.

Zhu Ye then thought about it for a while, and said: "By the way, I found that his right eye is very red today, and there are many red bloodshots like spider webs on the white of the eye, but just like that, my eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye. I don't know what happened. of."

"Red blood?" Mo Hu came from a different world. Although he knew that there were many hidden practitioners in the human world, he didn't know much about their characteristics. He took Zhu Ye's left hand, felt it, and squeezed it The nameless finger said, "Either you can ask Cui Huzi, he is old and probably knows a lot."