Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

Mu Ziyun has been very distressed recently!

Now that the situation has calmed down, he thought that he would enter a period of shameless and passionate love when he was free with Ma Qinghe - who knew that he had entered a period of running-in with constant conflicts.

Although there were no big quarrels, there were still small quarrels, not to mention the attitude of covering up and getting angry almost froze him to death, he ignored people at all, and couldn't quarrel even if he wanted to.

Looking back on the emotional journey of the two of them now, because of the difficult things that happened in reality, they regarded each other as redemption and comfort, and this relationship was set off particularly beautifully, and the development process has naturally been smooth.

But when all the dust settles, life tends to be normal, and the sense of mission covered by love is stripped away, only the trivial things of daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea remain.

The most serious problem is Mu Ziyun's possessiveness regardless of the severity.

One of them is a ghost king and the other is a fairy official. Not to mention their embarrassing status, the two of them get together less often because of this errand.What's more, the time in the heavenly world flies faster. When it was clear and he felt that it was just a day since he hadn't seen each other, to the ghost world and Yu Muziyun, it seemed like a year had passed.

It's really unfair, so it's no wonder that Mu Ziyun's possessiveness is growing day by day.

Mu Ziyun has always been an actionist. In his words, there is no point in thinking and procrastinating.He naturally made a lot of efforts for this, and even took into consideration the way he would not be the ghost king. There is no doubt that he was dismissed with a cover-up and merciless.

It's not that Jian Qinghe doesn't know Mu Ziyun's thoughts, and he really took this matter to heart, but it's a pity that he can't think of a way to get the best of both worlds, after all, it's unrealistic to let him resign or resign himself.

But Mu Ziyun was anxious and always wanted a promise, but he couldn't tell him bluntly that he planned to resign from his job after hundreds of years. This back and forth made both of them angry.

Coincidentally, at that time, the two of them hadn't lost their anger and hadn't spoken to each other, and Ge Qinghe was about to rush back to the Heavenly Court.

Arguing against each other is almost equivalent to quarreling, plus being in a hurry, Bi Qinghe almost turned around and left, but as soon as they left the door of their dormitory, they saw that it was very lively outside.

I saw Guo Chengyun holding two big bamboo baskets in his hands, which were full of red eggs made of paper, stuffed when he saw a ghost.

Red eggs were given out on birthdays, but ghosts don't eat things from the world, so Guo Chengyun made some balls with ingot paper, wrapped them in red wax incense candles, and regarded them as red eggs.

When Guo Chengyun saw Yan Qinghe, he ran over with two baskets on his shoulders, and he knew whose birthday it was without asking, and Yan Qinghe smiled and said happy birthday to him.

Because Guo Chengyun's birthday is on the same day as Qinghe.

Seeing Yan Qing and smiling kindly, Guo Chengyun was naturally a strong man scratching his head shyly, took out a red egg from the basket and handed it to him, saying, "Master Mask too, happy birthday."

Covering his eyes and pursing his lips, his smile became shallower, holding the real red egg in his hand, he thanked him lightly, and walked away.

Guo Chengyun only knew that today was Jian Qinghe's birthday, but he didn't know the bitter history behind this day, and he didn't know that Qinghe had just had a quarrel with Mu Ziyun.

Until Mu Ziyun heard that he had sent red eggs to Qinghe, he almost screwed his head off, "Qinghe's birthday is the anniversary of his parents' death. If you celebrate his birthday, you might as well celebrate my death day by the way."

Guo Chengyun suddenly realized, it turned out that this was the reason why the master hadn't been here for several days!

So he asked again: "Then it's your birthday... Will Mr. Zhe come back?"

The birthdays of the two of them are actually not too far apart. Qinghe's birthday is May [-]th, and Mu Ziyun's is on the fourth day of June. There is a difference of ten days.

Realizing this problem, Mu Ziyun closed his eyes in despair, speechless!

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The ten-day deadline is not long, nor is it short, in short, there are days to look forward to, and they pass in the blink of an eye.

After all, it's Mu Ziyun's birthday, even if the last time they parted, they broke up unhappy, Yan Qinghe would not be so cruel.

It's just that he couldn't time it well in the heavenly court, and when he hurried back to the ghost world, not to mention a birthday feast, even the fifth day of June was almost here.

But the bedroom was still brightly lit, before Bi Qinghe entered the door, Guo Chengyun was inside trying to persuade Mu Ziyun to go to bed, saying that he drank too much and didn't eat, and that he would have a headache and a stomachache when he woke up tomorrow.

Zhe Qinghe always feels that Guo Chengyun is like Mu Ziyun's nanny, who is thankless every day, and has to take care of personal affairs while on duty, which is too much to worry about.

Guo Chengyun had just finished talking to Mu Ziyun, "Maybe you'll come back when you wake up", when he turned his head, he saw Mu Qinghe standing at the door, afraid of being misunderstood, he quickly jumped away, made a "please" gesture, and left the stage decisively .

Poor Mu Ziyun was drunk a long time ago, limp on the table, didn't even bother to lift his hands, just stuck his head with his chin, pouted, "I don't! He won't come...I'll just sit here Wait for him to come, whether it is a day, a year, or 100 years, as long as I wait, he will always come back."

Covering Qinghe raised his eyebrows, sat down beside Mu Ziyun, and asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

Mu Ziyun didn't look up, so naturally he didn't realize that the person he was thinking of was sitting beside him, not to mention that he was already too drunk to recognize anyone, and only knew to mutter "qingqing" and "qingqing".

"What do you call when you go crazy after drinking here?" Bi Qinghe touched Mu Ziyun's forehead, but fortunately there was nothing unusual.

"Jian Qinghe! My name is Jian Qinghe!"

As soon as Jian Qinghe touched Mu Ziyun's forehead, he sat up abruptly as if it was burning, almost knocking over the hangover soup on the table, and then started babbling again.

"In addition to thinking about him, who else can I call him?"

"I'm so mad... I don't come back on my birthday, and I forget my husband when I'm on errand."

It was the first time I saw Mu Ziyun like this, and he almost laughed out loud, knowing that he couldn't compete with drunks, but he couldn't help but retort, "We are not married, so don't put money on your face."

"Get married... yes! If you want to get married, you must catch him and marry me sooner or later, stop hiding, and be together openly and aboveboard..." Mu Ziyun slammed the table when he mentioned the emotional part.

Covering Qing and raising his eyebrows, he tucked the silver bracelet on his wrist into his sleeve, propped the table closer, and asked, "Then what do you think of me?"

Mu Ziyun turned to look at him.

"If he doesn't come back, I'll marry you, okay?"

But Mu Ziyun didn't answer his words, turned his head straight, and said firmly: "He will come back!"

Covering his face and holding his forehead, this fool turned out to be the type who doesn't recognize people when he's drunk.

Seeing that he wanted to touch her, Mu Ziyun moved aside, and put on a posture of self-discipline, "Even if you look like him, I won't like anyone else in my life."

It must be equally annoying for Bi Qinghe to suddenly remember how he looked drunk, but he is not in such a good mood as Mu Ziyun, he loses patience after a few entanglements with the drunk, picks up the bowl on the table, and says, "Okay, okay!" , you drink this hangover soup, I will help you go back to sleep."

"I'm not going to sleep! I'm going to wait here!" Mu Ziyun turned his head.

Cover up and bring the bowl closer.

Mu Ziyun turned his head again.

Covering up and getting closer, the bowl almost hit his face.

Mu Ziyun twisted his body to avoid it.

Bi Qinghe took a deep breath, slammed the bowl on the table, stretched out his hand to pinch Mu Ziyun's ear, "Are you going to drink it or not? Do you think I have a good temper? If you don't drink, I'm leaving!"

The bowl hit the table with a "bang" sound, which startled Mu Ziyun. He must have been sober from the wine for three minutes. He stared blankly at Bi Qinghe for a long time before suddenly realizing.

"Qinghe!"

Mu Ziyun yelled, pouted and hugged him again, buried his head in his arms, and said sadly, "Qinghe...so fierce...is my Qinghe. I knew you weren't so cruel, I was so cruel... Miss you... Woohoo, the two of us can no longer be separated, I will die."

"Woo what, it makes people feel uncomfortable." Covering Qinghe's distaste, he still picked up the bowl and brought it to Mu Ziyun's mouth seemingly very virtuously, but he coaxed it not so gently, "Hurry up." Drink it, and it will be daylight if you hang on."

Mu Ziyun was very obedient now, and he drank the hangover soup with the hand of covering Qinghe, but the wine was not fully awake yet, he stared at the action of covering Qinghe's bowl and wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, his eyes wandered. Turn, it's as innocent as a puppy.

But only if he conceals and understands that Mu Ziyun can't be a puppy, he must have other intentions in putting on this pitiful posture now.

So he said, "What do you want to ask?"

"Qinghe, that day... Guo Chengyun sent you red eggs, are you angry?"

"What am I angry about?"

Mu Ziyun whispered: "I'm angry that he celebrated your birthday for no reason, which brought up your sadness...or maybe I'm angry that I didn't celebrate your birthday, and even lost my temper with you, making you unhappy."

"Am I so angry?" Bi Qinghe said casually, and then added as if he had no confidence, "Anyway, I wasn't angry that day, so don't blame others."

Although Zhe Qinghe is not so approachable, he also knows that it is Guo Chengyun's good intentions, not to mention that only Mu Ziyun knows the date of Zhe Baichuan's death, and even Tianting doesn't know the details, so how can we blame ignorant people.

But the thinking of a drunk person is really hard to fathom. Mu Ziyun didn't let go of his heart when he said that, but instead pouted, "If you're not mad at him, then you're mad at me, right?"

Concealed and kept silent, Mu Ziyun hurriedly explained: "In a person's life, there are not many days with special significance. I also want to celebrate your birthday, but your birthday is too heavy. I am worried that you will feel bad. I want you to never remember this day..."

"If I want to celebrate my birthday, how do you want to celebrate it for me?"

"It's up to you, as long as you let me stay with you, you can do whatever you want."

After concealing it and thinking about it seriously, the two of them are not careful people. They didn't remember the day when they first met, and it was impossible to celebrate the day of the first night, and they were not married yet, and they didn't have two anniversaries. There are very few reasons for people to get together, so it is no wonder that Mu Ziyun is so concerned about his birthday.

He couldn't help but sighed in his heart, thinking that he would explain clearly when he sobered up, so he picked up Mu Ziyun and put him on the bed.

Just as he took off his coat and boots, Mu Ziyun embraced him again, probably thinking that he was going to leave, and he hummed a little in protest.

Pretty cute.

Covering Qinghe couldn't help laughing, he threw off his boots while maintaining this posture, threw himself on Mu Ziyun's body, stretched out his hand to scratch his chin, and said, "I came here on a leave of absence, I won't leave."

Itchy.

Mu Ziyun squinted his eyes, grabbed Qing He's hand, turned over with all his strength, and the posture of the two of them suddenly turned upside down, "Did someone tell you not to scratch other people's chin casually?"

"I don't know, I've never scratched anyone else's chin, only yours." Covering Mu Ziyun's neck with both hands, he smiled deliberately.

"Like teasing a dog."

"Then you bite me." Bi Qinghe tilted his head, revealing his fair neck generously.

Mu Ziyun lowered his head and sucked on Qinghe's Adam's apple, very lightly, leaving almost no hint.But it still caused Bi Qinghe to swallow subconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, which actually aroused Mu Ziyun's thoughts.

He bent down and kissed the lips covered by Qinghe, who was so obedient, not to mention circling the neck, but also raised his chin, pouted his mouth so fleshy, it was extremely elastic when he gnawed.

But Mu Ziyun was obviously dissatisfied with stopping here, and under the effect of alcohol, the trajectory of the kiss gradually changed, and even became more shameless, the kiss was so clean and his whole body became hot.

"Hmm... wait..."

Covering Qinghe and closing his eyes lightly, his head was drowsy, struggling between desire and reason, he pushed Mu Ziyun for a long time and couldn't push it away, so he had to grab the hand that was touching his lower abdomen, thinking that he was still I have nothing to say.

According to this posture, I am afraid that I will not remember anything when I wake up tomorrow.

"What are you waiting for?"

Mu Ziyun's fingers were nimble, and he almost flipped over to untie the belt covering Qinghe, and then kissed him back eagerly.

Covering Qing and kissing him a few times, seeing that Mu Ziyun didn't intend to stop, he covered his mouth with a "tsk" and said seriously, "I have something to say."

Seeing that he was so clear and serious, Mu Ziyun could only stop no matter how unwilling he was, and stared at him quietly, with "see what you want to say is important" written all over his face, very serious.

If it doesn't matter, and spoils Lord Ghost King's interest, then he will be punished.

Covering Qinghe but not afraid of him, he smiled and said, "Happy birthday."

After he finished speaking, he touched Mu Ziyun's face again, and said seriously, "From now on, your birthday will be my birthday, let's celebrate together, okay?"

"...Is this a congratulatory gift for me?"

"Well...not counting, there are other things." Zhe Qinghe pinched Mu Ziyun's face with a smile.

"That is?…"

I don't know what Bi Qinghe whispered to Mu Ziyun's ear, but the latter's face was flushed instantly, and he asked Bi Qinghe several times as if he was not sure, and he didn't stop until he got an affirmative answer.

In short, that night, Jian Qinghe was tortured very badly, and then lost his temper a lot, scolding Mu Ziyun not only for not preparing a gift for him, but also for being so aggressive, and he really suffered a big loss.

Mu Ziyun was suffering and couldn't say it, so he was wronged and asked who made you say that--

"Take out the things in the dark compartment at the head of the bed, and I'll show you how to wear them."

What did I say to cover up and shamelessly yell!Obviously you have poor self-control!I don't care, you have to sing me a congratulatory speech!

Mu Ziyun responded well, and he was well prepared, he had been thinking about this day for half a year.

Holding Qinghe in his arms, he said in a soft voice: "The lingering sound is lingering and the evening wind is gentle, just like spring and peace forever, Tianxiao still pays attention to Qingshan Lake."

Stay young forever, love you as ever.