The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

A familiar voice came, with a bit of a smile: "Guess who I am?"

If the voice leader can't recognize her, write her name upside down!

The petals melted in the wind, Zhang Kuang let the man cover his eyes, and said obediently: "Tao Tao."

Xia Zhitao let go of his hand, and Zhang Kuang put the small cup back on the cabinet, turned around and looked at the other party, his eyes shone with a bit of glass-like light:

"Peach, why are you here?"

"Zhisong and I are here to buy something," Xia Zhitao replied, she leaned closer and looked up at Zhang Kuang, "Where are you going to celebrate the New Year?"

Zhang Kuang said: "I don't have a plan, I might go shopping around."

"Would you like to come to my house?"

"Eh?" Zhang Kuang was stunned, he never expected Xia Zhitao to say that, "But Zhitao, you... want to spend time with your family? It may not be convenient for me to go."

Xia Zhitao patted her on the shoulder: "What's the inconvenience? My parents are divorced, and Zhisong and I are usually the two of us. This year there is an extra Uncle Fu—do you want to come?"

Originally, Qi Zidong was also there, but a few days ago, Qin Zhi drove to pick up her master, so now there are only three people in the apartment, and there is no problem with multiple madness.

It's all said and done, it's impossible for Zhang Kuang not to agree.She stretched out her hand, and gently held each other with five fingers with distinct joints, and said, "Okay."

The two fingers intertwined, Xia Zhitao took Zhang Kuang's arm, and said with a smile: "Then you will go back with me later."

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Lu Qian and Song Muzhao rushed all the way down from the third floor, and saw the leader leading his wife, and happily left.

Little brothers: "Hehe."

Seeing color and forgetting righteousness, treat them differently!

They waited and watched for a while, and it seemed that Zhang Kuang happened to meet Xia Zhitao and Xia Zhisong who came to buy new year's goods, and then was picked up by his wife.

Song Muzhao hesitantly picked up the bag in his hand, and said depressedly: "Do you want this sexy underwear?"

Lu Qian looked at the five or six bags that suddenly appeared in the other party's hand, with a look of horror on his face: "When did you buy it? Wait a minute—sexy underwear? What are you thinking?"

Song Muchhao said calmly, "I just bought it, is there any problem?"

Lu Qian: "..."

Song Muzhao said confidently: "For the happiness and sexual happiness of the boss, I think it is necessary for us to secretly send these underwear over."

Lu Qian waved his hand: "I want to send you off, don't involve me."

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Xia Zhisong is particularly easy to find. He is the young man sitting on the central sofa playing with his mobile phone, with two big shopping bags at his feet.

He looked at the two people who were walking toward him holding hands, and waved to greet him: "Sister, hello, Master."

The person who can let the old sister see in the crowd at a glance, and leave him to rush out to find him in a hurry-is indeed insolent.

Zhang Kuang said: "Don't be unfamiliar, just call him whatever you want."

"Zhang Kuang also went back with us," Xia Zhitao helped explain, "There are more people and it's lively."

Xia Zhisong had no objection at all, nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhang Kuang bent down and helped pick up one of the big shopping bags very naturally.I bought a lot of miscellaneous things in that bag, and there were a lot of heavy juice drinks, but Zhang Kuang carried it like a bag of cotton, and even thought it was too light.

The three of them drove back to the apartment. Xia Zhisong and Fu Bo put up Spring Festival couplets at the door, while Xia Zhitao cut some fruits and placed them in the fruit bowl. The colors were carefully matched, which was quite attractive.

Zhang Kuang leaned aside to help sort the things in the shopping bag. Although she had never seen many modern things, she still worked hard to arrange them into several small stacks according to the color and shape.

Xia Zhitao came over and took out vegetables and raw meat, and asked, "Zhang Kuang, this should be your first New Year's Eve in modern times, right?"

"Yes," Zhang Kuang nodded, "it's quite interesting."

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "I'll make dinner first, and we'll go to the balcony to watch the fireworks when we count down."

In fact, if you buy some small fireworks, it's also very interesting to light them yourself, but the city has recently been strictly regulated, and fireworks and firecrackers have been banned in order to prevent fires.

Zhang Kuang naturally nodded in agreement. Seeing Xia Zhitao walking towards the kitchen with his things, she hurriedly followed: "I can help!"

Xia Zhitao tilted his head and looked at her: "Do you know how to cook?"

Zhang Kuang choked, and it took him a long time to stammer out: "No."

Ever since she came out of her spiritual veins, she no longer needed to eat, and she didn't even need much sleep.

Xia Zhitao teased her: "Then what can you help?"

Zhang Kuang said: "Maybe... light a fire? Cutting vegetables is also fine."

Make a fire?

Xia Zhitao remembered the desert island survival when the two were recording variety shows before, and Zhang Kuang lit a fire.

It's just that the fire is extraordinarily ferocious and extremely lethal, and can burn shells and branches thrown in to ashes in an instant...

Xia Zhitao didn't want to refuse her kindness, but he also didn't want the whole apartment to be engulfed and destroyed by the fire.

In a compromise, she picked some fruits and vegetables and handed them to the other party: "Please, can you wash the vegetables and cut them into thin strips?"

Zhang Kuang said: "No problem."

Saying that he was helping, Zhang Kuang snapped his fingers, and the petals wobbled to lift the vegetables up.

Xia Zhitao looked at the vegetables floating in the air: "..."

Really, a magical cooking experience.

After the petals passed the vegetables in the water several times, they chopped them into small grains or filaments as Xia Zhitao said.

Each piece is neat and even in size, it seems that the sophistication can only be achieved by a machine.

Dishes that take time such as soup, bacon, and stewed chicken have been prepared by Xia Zhitao in advance, and you only need to simply stir-fry a few dishes.

The four of them ate together around the table, talking and laughing in a very harmonious atmosphere.Xia Zhisong ran to open a bottle of baijiu and poured a glass for everyone.

Xia Zhitao just took a sip, but Zhang Kuang drank a lot.She looked at the leader and felt a little worried, and tugged on the other's sleeve: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Kuang shook the small glass in his hand, and the transparent liquid in the glass shone with fine fragments of light.

There was a hint of drunkenness in that smile, and her voice melted softly into the air: "Don't worry, I'm very hard to get drunk."

Xia Zhitao: ...I brought you back when you got drunk last time.

After eating, everyone sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while. When midnight approached, Xia Zhitao guessed that it was almost time, so he dragged Zhang Kuang to watch the fireworks on the balcony.

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With a slight "bang" sound, the tightly closed balcony door shuts off the lights in the room, and darkness pours in like a waterfall, with slightly cold water vapor lingering around.

There was one or two gleams of light in the room, just enough to make out the outline of the other party.

Xia Zhitao was a little cold, exhaled, and said, "It should start right away."

She pointed to the park not far away, and said, "Our location just happens to be able to see the fireworks over the Central Park."

The two stood together in front of the balcony railing, Zhang Kuang moved a little closer, the slightly cold air seemed to be dispelled and replaced by warmth.

Looking at the night sky, Zhang Kuang said softly, "This is the first time I've watched fireworks in modern times."

Xia Zhitao was a little curious: "Have you seen it before?"

Zhang Kuang smiled and nodded.

——To be precise, I watched it with you, many, many times.

To her, those fireworks actually look similar, and they can't tell the difference. They are nothing more than using the combination of materials to create flames of different colors and shapes.

But the only thing that is clear in my memory is the silhouette of the person standing in front of me, and the temperature from the palm when the five fingers interlocked.

Zhang Kuang seemed to want to say something, but when she was hesitating, Xia Zhitao suddenly pulled her and pointed to the distant sky: "Look!"

In the boundless darkness, suddenly a bright flower burst out.

Countless brilliant light spots gathered on the petals, connecting the various colors into lines, and covering the black curtain layer by layer with a layer of golden-like burning light.

The roar of the fireworks explosion came relatively late, and it was long overdue until the fireworks were about to dissipate.

But the sound rang in my ears, like a beating heart, igniting the originally somewhat deserted air.

Although the voice was a little loud, Xia Zhitao still turned his head, smiled wildly at Zhang and said, "This is the New Year's fireworks in the center of Nancheng, isn't it luxurious?"

Fireworks are still constantly blooming from the sky, dyeing the raised black hair with bright gold dots.

And the light that was escaping everywhere had nowhere to rest, and fell on Xia Zhitao's eyebrows, melting into a gentle smile that gradually spread.

Zhang Kuang's hands on the railing tightened slightly, she lowered her head slightly, and said softly:

"very nice."

Xia Zhitao leaned over, took her hand and held it, his voice was overshadowed by some noise, but it fell into Zhang Kuang's ears very clearly:

"You like it, I was worried that you were not interested in these."

Zhang Kuang squeezed the opponent's five fingers tightly.

Xia Zhitao was attracted by the fireworks, and accidentally missed her eyes that concealed some complicated emotions.

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Ink smoke billowed in the sky, and the night seemed to condense into a solid body, pouring into sight overwhelmingly.

"It seems to be over," Xia Zhitao looked at the darkened night sky, and said briskly, "Shall we go back?"

When the fireworks are in full bloom, they are gorgeous and grand, but after the bustle and bustle, the boundless loneliness will follow the turbulence, engulfing people like a sea of ​​water, making people crazy.

Xia Zhitao had just taken two steps, but someone grabbed his wrist lightly.She turned her head in surprise, and was taken a few steps towards the wall.

Zhang Kuang clasped Xia Zhitao's right hand and pressed her against the wall.Xia Zhitao raised his head slightly, and saw the other party lowered his head, looking at him timidly.

Those pitch-black eyes were clear and clean, as if they had been washed by water, they were slightly moist and bright.

--I like you.

"Happy New Year."

Having said that, Zhang Kuang smiled at Xia Zhitao.The voice was very soft, like a distant and unreachable star.

Zhang Kuang didn't use any force, Xia Zhitao easily pulled his hand back.She looked at each other and teased:

"Happy New Years—so that's all you want to tell me?"

Zhang Kuang didn't expect this answer, he hesitated with some astonishment: "...That's it? Isn't this a New Year's greeting?"

Xia Zhitao burst out laughing, she suddenly stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around her neck, wrapped Zhang Kuang in her arms and pulled him down.

"Happy New Year."

There was a little smile between her brows and eyes, a little gentler than the warm sunshine at dusk.

"I hope that I can spend every year with you."

Xia Zhitao leaned closer, his warm breath caressed his cheeks, and when it landed on his lips, it was as sweet as rock sugar.

The lips touched, and the uncontrollable emotion flowed from the heart all the way, warm and hot.