I, Yuelao, quit!

Su Yun, who was immersed in a sweet dream, moved his ears slightly, and vaguely caught the word 'lead the red thread'.

... lead the red line?What red line?

Can Yuelao take a good rest for a few days?

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped slowly.

Su Yun slept uncomfortably in the car, with his neck leaning against the unsuitable pillow of the car seat, making him feel uncomfortable.

He turned around unconsciously, trying to change his position and continue sleeping.

But in the process of turning around, he accidentally bumped into something soft with an abnormal temperature.

...something that doesn't quite feel like a cold cloth pillow in the car.

Su Yun closed his eyes, unwilling to open them sleepily.

He fell into a drowsy sleep, dissociating between dream and reality.

In his sleep, he spread the pure white napkin on his knees, happily holding the knife and fork, and was about to eat the hot, fragrant and sweet pudding just out of the oven.

Then he opened his mouth, took a big mouthful of pudding in satisfaction, and smacked his lips with endless aftertaste.

In reality, he thought vaguely that the warm touch on his lips was probably the feeling when he touched pudding.

But why is this pudding getting hotter?

Could it be that the dinner plate underneath is still silently warming up the pudding?

Then he prepared to bite Lu Yue's lips, bit a few times very lightly, and then stretched out his small tongue to add more aftertaste.

good to eat.

This pudding is really sweet.

After the car arrived at the destination, Lu Yue leaned over and approached Xiao Yuelao who was deeply asleep.

He hesitated whether to let him sleep for a while, or to wake up Su Yun softly, let him go home early to wash up, and rest on the bed to fall asleep.

Unexpectedly, when Su Yun turned around, the lips of the two were inadvertently pressed together.

Lu Yue held his breath for an instant, and before he could react, the daring Xiao Yuelao unconsciously bit his lips lightly.

His Adam's apple moved, his eyes suddenly darkened, he lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

In Su Yun's sleep, the bitten pudding suddenly swelled infinitely, throwing him who was dazed and dazed to the back wall.

His whole body was deep in the pudding, and he was oppressed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Almost unable to take a breath, and was about to suffocate, Su Yun finally woke up from his sleep.

He opened his eyes slightly, and saw Lu Sheng's tall nose bridge and deep eyebrows clearly at a close distance.

...It turned out that the touch just now was not the warm pudding, but Lu Sheng's lips.

This time, the breath that he didn't catch just now was stuck between his chest and abdomen, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Lu Sheng also slowly opened his eyes, staring straight at Su Yun.

The eyes of the two met, Su Yun's brain was even blanker than his wallet, and after the blankness, there was a snowflake screen like the TV could not connect to the signal.

The ears are also full of noisy zla currents, and they cannot receive any external sounds.

... Did you accidentally treat Lu Sheng lightly?

What is the truth of the facts?

When Su Yun was still in the process of intense trance, a piece of red thread quietly emerged from his storage bag.

It first secretly circled around Su Yun's wrist, carefully not touching the wrist, and then climbed up inch by inch, slowly approaching Lu Yue's wrist——

An untimely red line suddenly appeared in his sight, Su Yun immediately stretched out his hand to hold the red line tightly.

The red thread was like a snake that had been pinched seven inches. It struggled hard for a while or two, and then languished in grievance.

After catching the troublesome red thread without any risk, Su Yun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

...Why is the red line so messed up again that it doesn't obey?

Lu Yue also noticed the red line that coveted his wrist.

He was about to directly send his wrist up, but Xiaoyue reacted quickly and successfully caught the red rope with his first move.

Lu Yue retracted his wrist calmly, feeling a little regretful.

That's okay, there's always a chance.

Su Yun knew that he had done another stupid thing.

In Lu Sheng's eyes, he probably stretched out his hand to grab the air like a neurotic, then heaved a sigh of relief, and stuffed the air back into his waist.

Negative and positive, embarrassment plus embarrassment is equal to forced normal heartbeat and forced serious tone.

Su Yun said hesitantly, "I..."

Lu Yue sat back in the driver's seat, lowered his eyes slightly, trying to hide the smile in his eyes.

He spoke hoarsely, with a touch of sadness on purpose in his voice.

"It's okay, it's just an accident."

Su Yun turned his head in horror, thinking that his ears probably didn't receive the signal well, or he had filtered the wrong sound.

... Frozen large ice cubes What kind of mournful tone is this like a resentful woman?

He suddenly had the absurd feeling that after he had a one-night stand with Lu Sheng, he ruthlessly got up and got dressed, left a check with countless zeros on it, and walked away without looking back.

But as soon as his eyes came into contact with Lu Sheng, Su Yun's heart rate began to soar wildly, and his cheeks were so red that he couldn't see anyone.

He couldn't think about the kiss just now.

As soon as he remembered the soft and sweet touch, the quiet electric current would immediately run amok in his body.

The red thread in the storage spiritual bag quietly exposed again, and Su Yun pressed the red thread back in a panic.

He quickly opened the car door, leaving only one unintelligible sentence.

"No...it's not an accident."

Then he fled into the night in embarrassment and fled.

Lu Yue stared at Xiaoyue Lao's panicked back, the corners of his mouth curled up obviously.

Xiaolong held back for a long time, finally poked his head out, and said with emotion.

"On this night with orangutans, Ah Zhen fell in love with Ah Qiang."

Lu Yue put away his smile, and pressed Xiaolong back into his pocket expressionlessly.

"If there is any movement of the widow, investigate the case carefully."

"Director Lu, I'm going to have a new male master soon, right? Will Xiaoyue always come and grab my tail?"

"To shut up."

"...I thought you became gentle and kind after falling in love. It turns out that the state of tenderness is only limited to Xiao Yuelao..."

Lu Yue stepped on the gas pedal indifferently, and Xiaolong's increasingly resentful voice was instantly drowned out by the screeching sound of the wheels rubbing against the concrete floor.

It was just dawn, and the faint light was blocked by thick brown curtains, making the small room dark.

The sleepy Yu Yan felt the movement of the person in his arms, hugged his waist even more forcefully, and put his head on the thin shoulder of the person.

He kept kissing the man's neck and said in a coquettish and lazy tone.

"Rong, are you going out again?"

The person called Di let Yu Yan pester him, and when he had to get up, he placed a light kiss on Yu Yan's forehead, his eyes were tender and entangled.

Then he broke free from Yu Yan's embrace, got up and changed his clothes.

Yu Yan also straightened up, leaning against the head of the bed, squinting at the man getting dressed in front of him, his eyes gliding from his collarbone to his abdomen without any scruples.

He suddenly said, "Rong, it would be great if we could always be like this."

The man turned his back to Yu Yan, his buttoned hands paused slightly, and his expression was a little dazed.

"You take good care of your injuries at home, and I'll be back at night."

"it is good."

The man added, "When I'm not at home, you can't suck the spiritual power of other demons."

Yu Yan turned his eyes away, looked at the intimate photo of him and that person hanging on the wall, and did not respond.

Seeing that Yu Yan didn't respond, the man emphasized again with a heavier tone.

"Ayan, the way of heaven is inviolable. If you absorb the spiritual power and soul of other monsters, although you can improve your strength in a short period of time, you will be the one who will suffer the backlash in the end."

Yu Yan lowered his head, clenched the quilt tightly, and his veins burst out inch by inch.

He gritted his teeth and said word for word.

"The foundation of my practice has been completely destroyed by the Department of Prison and Punishment. Apart from this road, I have no way to recover my strength."

It was rare for that person to get angry, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Yu Yan on the bed, his eyes were sad and gloomy.

"Ayan, is strength more important or life?! The way of heaven does not allow us to steal other people's spiritual power to cultivate. If you go against the way of heaven like this, I don't know how to protect you!"

"A hundred years ago, when the man surnamed Lu drew his sword to sever the foundation of your practice, and wanted to make you lose your soul forever, do you know how many years of practice it took me to keep your last ray of soul!"

"The Department of Prisons and Punishments wants to hunt you down, I can help you find out the news in Heavenly Court, and pay attention to the movements of the Department of Prisons and Punishments, but if the way of heaven takes action..."

He couldn't continue in the middle of the sentence, the words were stuck in his throat, and it took him a long time to speak hoarsely with heartbreak and despair.

"...If the Dao of Heaven strikes and rains down nine thunderbolts, how much can I block for you?"

Yu Yan got off the bed with bare feet, wrapped his arms around the man's waist from behind, and begged.

"Rong, I don't want to become king or restore my strength, but the things you did to help me continue my life, plus the tens of thousands of life records you took away, the prison and punishment department will definitely not let it go easily you……"

The man was silent for a long while before slowly opening his mouth.

"You don't have to worry about me, I have my own plan."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Yan's arms were empty, and without a sound, the man disappeared into his arms.

He lowered his hands in a daze and murmured in a low voice.

"Xiao Rong..."

In the hospital, Cui Qinglan sat beside the hospital bed, looking at her unconscious father, and gently patted her father's old hand.

The middle-aged man on the hospital bed seemed to have aged dozens of years overnight, with gray hair at the root and wrinkles on his face.

The company's financial woes were about to push him down the abyss of despair.

He slowly opened his cloudy eyes, his vocal cords seemed to be broken, and he spoke hoarsely.

"...Qing Lan, have you borrowed any money?"

Cui Qinglan took a deep breath, turned her head away hastily, not wanting her father to see her tearful eyes.

"Dad, don't worry, although I haven't borrowed any money..."

The middle-aged man suddenly coughed violently, Cui Qinglan turned around quickly, and patted his back lightly in a panic.

Cui Qinglan's back was tense, and the lottery ticket was clenched into a tiny ball by her.

As if reporting work performance, she tried to speak in a calm and composed tone.

"...However, I won 700 million yuan in lottery tickets. After deducting taxes and reselling discounts, the company's fund shortage of more than 6000 million yuan should be temporarily able to make up for it."

"Dad, don't worry, this family and me."

The next moment, Cui Qinglan heard a whisper in her ear in a trance, and the lottery ticket in her hand was so hot that she couldn't hold it tightly.

Whispers seem to float from far away from the sky, but they are close at hand.

...It was the voice of Si Ming who appeared last that day.

"The deal is done."