I, Yuelao, quit!

Hearing the "me too", Su Yun hiccupped a few times in shock, and then educated him seriously.

"No, how can you like me? You can't tell me if you like me. What if I agree?"

Lu Yue sighed helplessly.

Surely he couldn't expect a drunk to understand what he was saying.

Su Yun began to bury his head again, rustling through his storage bag to find things.

"You wait, this time I will not be invisible, I will appear in front of you directly, and take you on the road to the pinnacle of marrying Bai Fumei."

Then his eyes lit up suddenly, and he took out a pair of red thread shackles as if he had found a treasure, and directly rubbed the lock on Lu Yue's hand.

"I am definitely fully prepared this time, and I will tie you firmly with the red thread..."

Lu Yue's hands were caught off guard by the red thread shackles.

Su Yun tilted his head and smiled proudly at Lu Yue, his eyes were completely slit, but he spoke bully-like lines in his mouth.

"...Then you won't be able to escape, little beauty!"

Su Yun narrowed his eyes and approached Lu Yue step by step.

Standing on tiptoe again, as if wanting to kiss Lu Yue, the distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

The moment the tip of the nose just touched, Su Yun yawned long, and then closed his eyes sleepily.

He fell headfirst on the soft giant bed next to him and fell asleep soundly.

Director Lu, whose expectations were suddenly dashed: ...

Lu Yue originally wanted to tear the shackles away, but after thinking twice, he still maintained the original appearance of the shackles, waiting for the guilty Xiaoyue to help him untie them.

Maybe there will be unexpected compensation.

With awkward hands, Lu Yue continued to flip through the scrolls he brought home, and began to deal with official duties.

After Su Yun woke up in a daze, what he saw was Director Lu who seemed to have escaped from a prison.

Lu Yue frowned, and was thinking about the clues of the case with his head down, his hands on the table, like a prisoner being tortured.

Su Yun, who had a splitting headache, gasped, and immediately got off the bed with bare feet.

Stumbling over again, he unlocked the lock for Lu Yue, who had experienced the experience of being a prisoner.

It seemed that Lu Yue's wrist had been handcuffed for a long time, and there were red marks around it.

Su Yun lowered his head guiltily, breathed on Lu Yue's hand, and carefully rubbed Lu Yue's wrist.

"I'm sorry, A Yue, I really don't know what I did when I was drunk to handcuff you..."

Lu Yue pursed his lips and did not answer for a long time.

After Su Yun lay dead on the bed for half an hour, he straightened up like a corpse, and sang on the bed with his arms around the pillow for half an hour.

Then he ran to the main hall outside, jumped directly onto a cloud of thousands of miles like diving, and then rolled happily onto another cloud of thousands of miles.

Went through Wanliyun in half of the main hall one by one.

In the end, he boldly broke into the dragon's den, pulled the little dragon's tail carefully, oiled the soles of his feet before the little dragon spit fire at him angrily, and slipped away.

After completing this series of difficult death moves, Su Yun finally threw himself back on the bed exhausted, and continued to lie motionless.

Until now, as if I had slept for 1 years, I woke up dazedly.

Feeling Su Yun's caring massage, Lu Yue asked.

"Would it be useful if gods and gods were handcuffed with these red thread shackles?"

Su Yun thought about this question seriously, and answered cautiously.

"It's probably useless, but if the fate between the two is very deep, it should be more difficult to unravel."

It might even be completely unsolvable.

Lu Yue nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, I see."

After putting the red thread shackles back into the storage bag, Su Yun lowered his head and nervously handed Lu Yue a sweater made of red thread.

"A Yue, thank you for taking care of me these past few days. This red thread sweater is for you. I hope you don't dislike it."

Lu Yue looked down at the red thread sweater with his stupid dragon tattooed on it.

The sweater didn't weigh half a cent in his hand, but he could feel the heavy heart condensed in it.

Xiao Yuelao spent three days knitting this red thread sweater.

After waking up in the morning, Xiaoyuelao climbed onto the soft Wanliyun, sat cross-legged inside, and began to knit a sweater seriously.

After eating at noon, Xiao Yuelao climbed to the peak of Lingshi Mine again, and continued to knit sweaters conscientiously.

Even on the last night, Xiaoyuelao untied the red thread on her body in the middle of the night, and got out of the warm bed with difficulty.

He tiptoed out of bed, sat on the red thread cushion in the corner, and diligently finished the sweater in the dark.

That day Xiaoyue was really sleepy, and the red-threaded sweater she was knitting fell to the ground, leaning her head against the wall, and fell into a deep sleep.

His head still slid down gradually, halfway down, he was awakened again.

Then, struggling to support the eyelids that were about to close, after knitting the sweater, she huddled and crawled back into the warm quilt.

Lu Yue took the sweater, which was warmed by Su Yun's chest.

He hugged it cherishingly against his chest.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

"Ah Yue, I'm going back to the world to continue working today."

"Is your injury completely healed?"

Su Yun ripped off his clothes in a broken jar, and showed Lu Yue the fully healed wound on his chest.

Her milky white skin was completely exposed to the sun, and there was only a light pink scar left on the wound across the heart.

A faint blush slowly appeared on the top, I don't know if it's because the weather is too cold, or it's because of being watched deeply.

Lu Yue's breathing became a little disordered suddenly, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

He turned his head unnaturally, staring at the floor.

"it is good."

When Su Yun went down to earth, it was time for him to return to the world and continue to search for traces of the widow.

Su Yun quickly pulled back the clothes, put them on neatly, and lowered his head with a red face.

"Then Ayue, I'm leaving."

Lu Yue said his name very bluntly.

"Wait, let me hear... Lu Yue told me that you want to learn spiritual arts from him?"

Su Yun admitted, "Yes, I've talked to Superintendent Lu about this matter."

"Learn from me, you go back to Heaven occasionally, come to me, I will teach you."

He added, "It must be better than Lu Yue's."

Him, black himself.

Su Yun is no longer overwhelmed by flattery, but ashamed of being so 'valued'.

"This...how can this be done! Director Lu, you are busy with work, I dare not waste your time..."

Lu Yue frowned slightly. In addition to his mortal vest 'Lu Sheng', his real name 'Lu Yue Lu Supervisor' was added to the blacklist.

"Am I not as good at teaching as my clerk?"

"No no no! It's..."

"Then it's settled, and I will arrange the courses for you."

Su Yun nodded with a heavy heart, not daring to imagine what kind of top-level perverted task Director Lu would arrange for him.

From now on, he is no longer the unknown Xiaoyue Lao, but a young apprentice who holds Director Lu's golden thigh and can even use Director Lu's identity to pretend to be a tiger.

Lu Yue returned the signed notebook to Su Yun.

"There is one last thing, the signature you want, I signed it."

He said softly, "I've also seen those little cartoons you drew earlier, I like them very much."

When he stayed beside Su Yun who was still in a coma, he read page by page the stick figure cartoons that Su Yun had drawn for him.

The first few pages of the stick manga tell how he rescued the 'Prince' who was bewildered by his subordinates.

Su Yun actually doesn't know how to draw, he can only scribble a stick figure.

People with positive roles will be honored to have eyes, nose and mouth, and long black hair, such as him.

The villain is only worthy of having three hairs and a ferocious mouth with fangs, such as the "Prince" of the demon world.

After carefully flipping through all the messy paintings page by page, the long-term memory of 'save Su Yun' became clearer in Lu Yue's mind.

A hundred years ago, an unknown little demon suddenly mastered a strange technique to absorb spiritual power.

After blood-washing the village where he was born, he quickly cultivated into a great demon who dominates the demon world.

However, domination is far from enough to satisfy his ambition, he wants to become the second 'king' in the history of the demon world.

The 'king' of the demon world is not self-proclaimed, but needs to be recognized by the Dao of Heaven.

But no matter how much spiritual power he took away from the little demon, he still didn't get a response from Heaven.

So he reluctantly proclaimed himself the "Prince" and ruled the demon world.

The 'Prince' whose strength had reached the bottleneck stage cast his sights on the immortals in the heaven.

He was so bold that he wanted to kidnap a few gods and quickly increase his strength.

Among the first batch of little immortals to be looted was Lu Yue's younger brother, Lu Ji.

At that time, Lu Yue went to the Demon Realm, intending to rescue Lu Ji, but accidentally ran into little Su Yun who was desperately trying to save himself first.

At that time, Su Yun was not yet an adult, and he looked like an immature and ignorant boy.

He was locked in the car with the others, and the other little fairies whose spiritual power was sealed were nestled aside in despair, while little Su Yun was working hard to tamper with the iron lock with straw.

Xiao Su Yun was so anxious that his whole body almost got into the keyhole.

He desperately gathered his spiritual power, hardened the straw with the slightest bit of spiritual power, and then quietly fiddled with the iron lock.

Half a minute later, the huge but useless iron lock actually snapped open.

But little Su Yun didn't run away immediately, but let the other younger gods go first, and he came back tremblingly.

However, before little Su Yun bravely jumped out of the car, the subordinates of the 'Prince' discovered something was wrong behind the car.

It also happened to catch Xiao Su Yun who was about to jump off the car.

It was at that time that he beheaded the subordinates of the 'Prince' neatly, and rescued the little Su Yun who was so frightened that he couldn't move.

Hearing Lu Yue flip through the stick figures he had scribbled on, Su Yun's cheeks burned embarrassingly.

He immediately took the notebook returned by Lu Yue, without caring to read carefully what was written on the signature page, he stammered his farewell.

"A Yue, I'm going back first, the world still needs me, I have to go to work immediately..."

Lu Yue looked at the embarrassed Xiaoyuelao, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Yes, Lu Sheng needs you too."

Before he could finish his sentence, the ashamed little Yuelao had already rushed out of the hall, leaving him alone in the flying dust.

Lu Yue successfully frightened Su Yun again: ...

In the world, the central hospital in S city.

As soon as 'Lu Sheng' on the hospital bed opened his eyes slowly, he saw a little Yuelao who had accidentally cut his finger while peeling a flat fruit.

Su Yun was also sitting beside his hospital bed, peeling an apple absently, and occasionally raised his eyes worriedly to see if he had woken up.

At the same time, he watched Su Yun wake up.

Under the sun, Su Yun threw down the apple in surprise. He didn't care about crying out for pain, and went directly to him, resting his forehead with the back of his hand, testing whether the fever had subsided.

He returned to his usual lively and lovely appearance.

He almost wrapped his arms around his waist excitedly and threw himself into his arms.

"Lu Sheng, you're awake!"

Lu Yue stared at Su Yun steadfastly, and embraced him very lightly.

"Yes, I finally woke up."