The former enemy cheated on the marriage scene

"Plant the seeds..."

"Huh? You want to plant seeds in me?" Chao Wang turned his head and looked at him in shock, "I won't have children."

"..." Lan Chi looked at him silently, "Listen to me."

"Okay, tell me."

"I'll try and bury it in the soil to see if a small tree can grow."

Chao Wang turned over and lay there with disheveled clothes, "We are still newly married, and you want a baby, so you are really anxious."

He sighed, helplessly, "Okay, okay, the daughter-in-law wants it."

"..."

Why does he want to hit this person so much.

Chao Wang sat up and leaned over, "What do you want?"

Lan Chi had no choice but to say, "I'm not messing around with you."

Chao Wang kissed his face, "I didn't play around, it's such a serious thing."

With a smile in his eyes, he meant something, "I can satisfy you whatever you want."

Lan Chi's ears were red, this person's clothes were disheveled, and he said such shameless words, he stepped back, but was approached by Chao Wang, and the white jade neck that was exposed when he turned his face was more convenient This person kisses.

"So cute," Chao Wang hugged his waist and kissed him delicately.

"...The sky, the sky is dawning."

"Oh," as soon as he raised his hand, the curtains were drawn up, and the whole room was suddenly darkened, leaving only the slight rustling of clothes and chaotic panting.

……

"Little brother, I want to eat Tangtang."

A little girl about eleven or twelve years old looked up at the young man in front of her with a longing look on her face.

Wen Yao lowered his head, his eyes circled around the little girl, her breath was empty, there was no shadow, she was a ghost.

He squatted down with a gentle expression, "Brother doesn't have candy on him now, why don't you go to a place with me, and I'll give you candy, okay?"

The little girl puffed up her face with dissatisfaction, thought for a while, "Okay, I want two."

Wen Yao smiled and got up, "Go with brother."

He didn't hold the little girl, but the little girl tilted her head to look at him for a while, then reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Wen Yao."

A man in white clothes Shengxue appeared at the intersection ahead, his eyes swept over Wen Yao, and soon fell on the little girl, his face became a little ugly because of what he saw.

"Let go of her."

Wen Yao was startled, "What?"

He followed Feng Zhezhi's line of sight, and the little girl beside him raised her head and smiled at him, innocent and innocent, but her hand was pulling the hem of her clothes, and at some point, a black shadow appeared under her feet .

With a serious look on his face, he quickly cut off the corner of his clothes, and stepped back, while the little girl stood still, looking at him, her expression gradually becoming aggrieved, but the shadow under her feet followed Wen Yao like a shadow.

Wen Yao took out a talisman, chanted a few incantations very quickly, and threw it at the little girl.

But it didn't work, the little girl tilted her head, and the paper talisman slowly fell down.

The black shadow had already entangled his legs, Wen Yao chanted another spell, the power in his body flowed, a light lit up in the palm of his hand, and he folded his palm down, dispelling the black shadow in an instant.

At the same time, the little girl suddenly screamed, fell to the ground, looked at the young man in white with hatred, and then disappeared.

Only one talisman was left in place, and a good folding fan.

Feng Zhezhi walked to Wen Yao's side, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Yao shook his head and looked over there. It was obvious that the man's magic weapon drove away the ghost just now, but his spell was ineffective.

"Thank you."

"No need," Feng Zhezhi went over, picked up the things on the ground, came back and handed him the talisman paper, "It is useful against ordinary ghosts, but this one is a ghost, many of your spells are ineffective against them."

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment, "Ghost messenger?"

He has only heard of it before, but he has never seen it before. Moreover, this ghost is too young, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl asks others for candy.

"Well," Feng Zhezhi looked at his state without any trace, and felt relieved when he saw that there should be no serious problems, "Ghosts don't distinguish between ages, they only wear black clothes, and there will be a red flame imprint on the hem of the clothes. their status symbol."

"Ghost messengers can't hurt strangers at will, but they can ask others for things. As long as the person agrees, it means that they agree to their request, and the soul will belong to them."

"What do they want souls for?"

"eat."

Wen Yao thought for a moment and asked him, "I heard that the ghost messenger is in charge of the road to reincarnation."

That is Huang Quan.

"Well," Feng Zhezhi pinched the folding fan, Xu thought of the past, turned his head to look at the person beside him, and met Shang Wenyao's eyes.

He was slightly startled, smiled gently and politely at Wen Yao, and then looked away, "Only ghosts can go to the underworld, and whether they can be reincarnated or not depends on fate."

"If you want to stay, you can't leave, and if you want to leave, you can't stay."

This side of the small yard.

Chao Wang hadn't tossed his little stone for several days, and suddenly picked it up again to draw on this day, this time with a different pen, the ink was pitch black, the tip of the pen was as thin as a cow's hair, and what was drawn could hardly be seen.

Lan Chi cut a plate of fruit, brought it to his side, and sat down, "What are you drawing?"

"do not know."

"..." Lan Chi was silent for a while, and looked at him for a while. It was rare for Mr. Chao Wang to show such a serious attitude, and he didn't know what he was drawing.

He took a book and flipped it aside.

It happened that Qing Zhen came back from the outside and brought a bunch of things, miscellaneous, and a few books that he bought casually. Seeing that Lan Chi was reading, he moved over, "My lord, I bought some magazines, do you want to read them? "

He knew that his adults were bored, so he specially bought a few idle books.

Lan Chi raised her head, knowing that he meant well, so she didn't refuse, "Let it go."

Qing Zhen put those few books on the low table.

The top cover of the book is beautifully painted and stands out.

The painting is under the extremely dark night, the world is white, and the snow is flying. There are two men in the ice and snow. The man with the mask of the devil is leaning on the cold stone. The black clothes are as heavy as ink, but they are soaked in blood. , the snow under his body was dyed red, the mask covered his face, he couldn't see his face clearly, only saw the dark red blood flowing down the ears, on the long and graceful neck, there were a few disordered and mottled lines blood.

And in his arms, a man in white clothes was sleeping. His face was cold and lonely, and his expression was peaceful. Three thousand black hairs were scattered all over his body. The white clothes were three points brighter than snow.

Lan Chi glanced at it inadvertently, feeling a strange feeling in his heart, and then looked at the title of the magazine.

Gossip said.

He put down the book in his hand, picked up this book and flipped through it, and he knew from the name that it was full of love and love.

Does Chao Wang usually read this kind of book?

He flipped through it again, and saw the cover that he saw just now, so he stopped and glanced at the text on it, "Day and Night Sleepless".

Master Lan Chi didn't think much about it, and turned to the previous page, at the beginning, it said——

No.11, when Gu

At the beginning, it was just a memory, the two protagonists were quite simple entanglements, so Lan Chi just read it as a story until the end.

"The wide bed is covered with black mattresses, Feng Yan's eyes are thin red, his eyes are full of stubbornness and moist water color, he clenched his teeth tightly, and suppressed all the voices that came to his throat , but the body is powerless."

Lan Chi closed the book expressionlessly, put the book aside, and put it in the place where he had just put it. It happened that Chao Wang over there had just put down the thing in his hand and was about to change the stone. Cover, "Huh?"

"what book?"

He stretched out his hand, ready to pick it up and take a look, but took a step ahead with one hand and took it faster than him. Lan Chi's expression was a little stiff, and his voice was also a little stiff, "You, look at the others first."

Chao Wang's eyes still fell on the cover, thinking of something, thoughtful.

Lan Chi thought that he still wanted to read it, so he quickly added, "I want to read this book now."

As he spoke, he opened the book and flipped through a page casually, but his eyes didn't fall on the book at all.

Chao Wang tilted his head, glanced at the cover again, "You don't think..."

"I did not think."

"...I haven't said anything yet."

"..." Lan Chi looked at him with a serious expression, "Do you usually read this kind of book?"

Chao Wang's eyes circled around his face, and he probably understood that he probably saw something... It was shameful, after all, this look was human, and there must be a lot of love and lingering in it.

His expression was very helpless, "I can't help it, there is no one next to my pillow, I can only pass the time with this kind of book."

He blinked his left eye at Lan Chi, "You must understand me, right?"

Lan Chi froze, for a long while, he didn't know what to say, after all, reading a book was better than visiting a brothel, and Mr. Chao Wang had even been to a brothel many times before, let alone reading this kind of book.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Chao Wang laughed, and kindly changed the subject, "Did you notice that this cover looks familiar?"

Lan Chi looked down, "Where?"

Chao Wang rested his elbows on the table, and said in a leisurely tone, "This man in white looks somewhat similar to you, it can't be, he is based on you."

Having said that, Lan Chi immediately realized that he didn't look at the man in white, but at the man next to him, the mask and the black clothes. Although he couldn't see his face, he was in the same habit as Chao Wang...

Chao Wang propped his chin, looked at him lazily, "Look at what's written inside."

Lan Chi recalled the sweeping action just now, and tightened her fingers on the page, "There is nothing."

A smile appeared in Zhao Zhuan's eyes, "Then why are you nervous?"

Seeing people getting more and more uncomfortable, and even about to leave, Chao Wang accepted it when he saw it was good, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I don't want to read this book."

Lan Chi looked at him suspiciously.

"With you, can I still read a book?"

Chao Wang blinked at him lightly, with a low and gentle voice.

He raised his hand, and took off a small piece of petal stuck in Lan Chi's hair, brushed the side of his face with his fingertips as if there was nothing, and stroked back a strand of blue hair blown by the wind.

At this time, the sky is just right, and the breeze is coming.

Begonias are in full bloom in the courtyard.

Lan Chi looked at the person in front of him, and slowly remembered a sentence.

"Tonight evening, see this good man."