I, Yuelao, quit!

Su Yun couldn't grasp the note steadily.

The note seemed to be burning hot, and the heat burned from the fingertips all the way to his cheeks.

...Is this a different kind of confession?

The floating love melted into the palm of the hand, as if lying on a rattan chair basking in the afternoon sun, the whole body was warm.

When Little God of Wealth went to the kitchen to wash apples, he saw Su Yun sitting at the door, lowering his head and rubbing the note in his hand.

Su Yun's small brows were tangled into a ball, and then slowly flattened out, showing a moving and warm smile in his brows and eyes.

Little God of Wealth came out of the kitchen, took a bite of an apple, and said vaguely.

"By the way, Su Yun, let me tell you a story I heard today."

Su Yun stood up softly, ready to open the door to let Lu Yue in.

"it is good."

"It seems to be a thousand years ago. Two gods descended to the world to collect demons. One of them thought that the other was just an ordinary Taoist priest, and he would hide himself in front of the other to turn the tide. After showing his figure, he pretended to be weak. Later, he learned that After the real identity of the other party... tsk tsk tsk."

The smile on Su Yun's face gradually disappeared: "..."

It's not funny at all, and even has a kind of sympathetic bleakness.

The hand that was twisting the door lock stopped completely, Su Yun sat down again with a blank face, brushed up a pen and wrote a sentence on the note.

[Currently your ranking is No. 1824, please continue to wait patiently, the waiting time is about tens of thousands of years]

Then use the force of rolling the dough to knead the note into a ball, and throw it out the door coldly.

Who doesn't know how to talk about love?

Who doesn't know how to create a night curtain formed by the gathering of spiritual power?

Absolutely not light!easy!Original!Forgive me!

After throwing the ball of paper, Su Yun walked into his room angrily, covering his little head with a pillow.

Damn it, he knew that even if he fell asleep, there would still be Lu Yue in his dream.

Lu Yue outside the door desolately opened the crumpled ball of paper and saw the ranking displayed on it.

"..."

He petrified into an emotionless sculpture in the night wind.

The few simple love words just now have exhausted his lifelong romantic talent, and now let him say a few more love words, probably only 'I love you', 'I love you very much' and 'I will love you forever'.

Lu Yue looked at the note with rare disappointment, and said to himself.

"How to coax Xiao Yun?"

Xiaolong's head popped up, and the bad water in his stomach was gurgling and rolling, and he gave Lu Yue an idea.

"Why don't you take on the identity of Director Lu and ask Su Yun's thoughts?"

Lu Yue glanced at Xiaolong, "..."

... When Xiaoyun knows that he is Director Lu again, how can he coax his wife back?

Xiaolong didn't know where he brought a set of fallacies.

"Look, with Su Yun's natural admiration for Director Lu, when you are concerned about his injury, you can tap on the side and say 'Lu Yue is seriously injured, can you help me take care of him' , successfully let Xiao Yun live in your apartment..."

Its tail ignited a small cluster of flames, and its two front paws clapped hard.

"...it's perfect!"

Lu Yue was moved.

He can't confess to Xiao Yun the identity of Director Lu now, but Xiao Yun will know that he is Director Lu one day.

... When that day really comes, how many days will he not be able to get into Xiaoyun's bed?

In other words, how many years will it take for Xiao Yun to kick her out of bed?

Director Lu fell into deep thought again.

Su Yun cleaned himself up in the bathroom, and he sang "Lu Yue Wang Badandandan" for a full ten minutes, changing the key back and forth, playing the high pitch and low pitch once.

Then put on the fluffy pajamas of the national treasure, and a small ball of cute tail tip is still shaking up and down outside.

The phone screen on the table lit up, it was a new text message from Qin Wuyuan.

[Director Lu is looking for you to open the spirit array of the rental house]

In order to prevent the gods from teleporting directly into the house, the teleportation array in the house has always been closed.

Su Yun rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and enlarged the font on the text message several times.

After confirming that it was undoubtedly the word 'Director Lu', he gasped, threw the phone on the bed as if electrocuted, rushed to the closet, packed out the most formal set of clothes, and changed into it within a minute.

It's just a matter of putting on a tie, hairspray, and perfume.

When the little Fortuna saw him sitting in the living room restrained and nervous, he asked a lot of doubts.

"...Su Yun, is your mother going to give you a remote video blind date?"

Su Yun: "...No, Director Lu is coming."

Little God of Wealth gave a calm 'Oh' at first, then turned around and continued chasing his bloody TV series as if nothing had happened.

A second later, he finally came to his senses and turned his head in shock. As if his neck was about to be broken, he made an emergency turn of more than 90 degrees.

"……who???!"

"...Director Lu, the director of the Department of Prison and Punishment."

In an instant, the channel was switched to a financial news broadcast, the melon seed shells scattered on the coffee table lay at the bottom of the trash can, and the figure of the little god of wealth disappeared.

In the next second, Little God of Wealth also appeared to be attending an international conference, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and sat on the sofa calmly as if participating in a business negotiation.

It's just that the legs are shaking a little bit.

Even the whole sofa vibrated with the frequency of his nervous leg shaking.

Su Yun: "..."

After the spirit array was activated, when Lu Yue was able to teleport into the house, what he saw was the little God of Wealth and the little Yuelao waiting in line on the left and right.

Sitting like a host on a news broadcast.

When he saw Lu Yue, the Little God of Wealth could not control his expression because he was too excited, his smile was not a smile, and he couldn't help but cry.

His eyes have been opened to the maximum limit, and the eyeballs are about to pop out of them.

"Director Lu...is really Director Lu...a living Director Lu!!!..."

After finishing speaking, he rolled his eyes unbearably, his body twitched violently, and he passed out directly.

Su Yun and Lu Yue shared the bed and shared the pillow, and their psychological ability to resist stress was tempered.

"Director Lu, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, is your injury better?"

Su Yun was so flattered that he stuttered, "It's been... long ago, Director Lu, don't worry."

Lu Yue stared at him, his gaze slipped from his brows and eyes that were still stained with moisture to a small section of beautiful collarbone that was exposed.

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

"Also, I saw Lu Yue sitting on the stairs. He was seriously injured. Did something happen?"

Su Yun thought that Lu Yue was just a minor skin injury, he was stunned, and the feeling of guilt suddenly surged up in his heart.

"...He was injured during the battle with White Snake, Director Lu, how is his injury?"

"The external injury is not serious, what is really serious is the internal injury, I may need to send someone to take care of him."

On impulse, Su Yun blurted out.

"Director Lu, I can take care of him...if you approve..."

He lowered his head, his voice getting weaker and weaker.

"...After all, he was injured to protect me."

Lu Yue's face revealed a point of 'surprise' just right.

"He's seriously injured and may need close attention, can you?"

Su Yun nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

Not knowing if it was his own illusion, Su Yun felt that Lu Yue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, I will trouble you then."

Suddenly, Su Yun remembered that Director Lu had been persistently asking him to call him 'A Yue'.

But today, Director Lu didn't mention it again.

Director Lu's surname is Lu, and his nickname is A Yue.

The supervisor of Lu is called Lu Yue.

……

Why do the names of the two feel so coincidental?

A terrifying conjecture suddenly appeared in Su Yun's mind.

"Director Lu, may I take the liberty to ask a question?"

"Ah."

He looked directly at Lu Yue without avoiding it, and asked slowly with some suspicion.

"...What is the word yue in your name?"