interconnected underworld

Pushing the shopping cart, I asked Granny Meng what she would like to have for dinner.

"Eating is the same. I don't live by eating. You can buy whatever your master Bai Wuchang is good at. I'm curious now. Tell me how you two became successful."

The judge didn't want to talk to her, and said nonsense: "It's what he likes and I like, and that's it."

"Is he good? How is everything good?"

"Anywhere is fine."

Meng Po showed a mysterious smile: "It's really incredible."

In front of the cash register, Granny Meng's eyes lit up, and she threw the box in while the judge was not paying attention.The judge took out one by one from the shopping cart, and frowned when he saw the box: "This is not mine."

Poor Meng was annoyed, so she could only interface: "Mine, mine."

The judge gave her a suspicious look, and obediently paid the fee.After leaving the hall, the judge took out a small box from the shopping bag and asked, "What is this?"

Meng Po was surprised: "Condoms, have you never used them?"

The judge shook his head.

Seeing that he didn't look like a fake, Granny Meng looked at him for a long time before she said, "Cui, tell the truth to my sister, have you slept since you recovered?"

A man must be able to bend and stretch

Meng Po felt that the judge was not up to date.

After persuading the judge earnestly for a long time, the judge was still unmoved, and Granny Meng jumped in anxiety.

"Don't persuade me, I haven't succeeded in building my heart yet."

Che Jilu's words came back again, and Granny Meng was anxious: "No, what are you building? Do you want me, a female ghost, to teach you this kind of thing? Pull the clothes down and tear them down. If you are embarrassed, then drink some wine."

The judge was forced by her to have nowhere to retreat, so he could only say: "I don't feel comfortable, I don't want to."

Granny Meng struggled: "Aren't you good? Can I find you some educational films for you to learn from?"

The judge was completely ashamed, and Po Meng had to give up.

Back home, Meng Po handed the box to Bai Wuchang.

"You, find a chance to level yourself, understand?"

Bai Wuchang's brows were beaming with joy, someone gave him a pillow as soon as he dozed off, and Granny Meng gave him a wonderful reason.Since the judge refused because he was uncomfortable, then he would forcefully sacrifice his appearance first, trick him up, and then suppress him when he is distracted, and then...

That's what a man is supposed to be able to bend and stretch.

The judge poked his head out from the kitchen: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, Granny Meng said to check when the little patriarch is not sober, I'll go out and buy some wine."

Bai Wuchang winked at Po Meng, and Po Meng hurriedly agreed: "Yes!" She covered herself and gave Bai Wuchang a thumbs up.

Really, that's what they thought of each other.

The evening was indeed enjoyable.

The little patriarch had no doubts about the judge's eldest cousin who suddenly appeared, and his eyes wandered after three or two drinks.Po Meng moved her wrist, and the judge looked at her nervously.After a while, Granny Meng shook her head, the chief judge let out a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere on the table became lively again.

Bai Wuchang used the excuse that the eldest cousin finally visited relatives and wished the little patriarch all the best in the future, and drank the judge a lot of wine.The judge staggered to send the little patriarch out, and Granny Meng gave Bai Wuchang a wink: He is in the dark now, you have to behave well later.

Bai Wuchang said he received it.

The judge closed the door and turned around, but Po Meng had disappeared.

"Where's my eldest cousin?" The judge looked at Bai Wuchang's four eyes, unable to focus.

Bai Wuchang came to help him: "She's home, she's home, let me take good care of you."

The judge burps.

Bai Wuchang started to unbutton the judge's clothes, the judge grabbed the collar and asked him sharply what he was doing.

Bai Wuchang felt wronged: "Xi Xiangxiang, you smell like alcohol, why are you lying on the bed?"

The judge thought about it with his muddy mind, and he thought it made sense, so he took off his own pants, and Bai Wuchang laughed straight at the sight.

"why are you laughing?"

Bai Wuchang came back to his senses, and immediately cleared his throat to cover up: "Ah Jue is very good, you know how to save me trouble."

The judge pursed his mouth and walked to the bathroom by himself, muttering as he walked.

"What's the use of being good, and what's the use of saving you trouble? It's not that I wronged myself. I know that you are in a state of mind, and you can't say anything. You have to hold back; I'm afraid that you will be burdened, and the next day Acting like nothing happened; I was worried about your bad life and came to accompany you, but you used it as a joke when I went back. All these can be dismissed by you in a few words. I believe everything you say. Every time I am with you now Every day is like stealing. Tsk, I feel like I'm so cheap."

The judge's wrist was firmly grasped by Bai Wuchang, and he couldn't shake it off.

"What are you doing? Fight me? I can't beat you, I won't fight."

Bai Wuchang let go of his wrist, saw the circle of red that he had grasped, and took off his clothes: "No fight, you drink too much, the floor is slippery, I'm afraid you will fall, I'll come in and help you."

The judge groaned and turned on the faucet, and steam began to rise.

Bai Wuchang traced the judge's eyebrows with his hand in the mist, with a gentle expression.The judge was already dizzy, his eyes were even more blurred by the heat, he was being touched by Bai Wuchang, and he couldn't stand on his feet.

Bai Wuchang hugged him face to face, holding the judge in his arms, in a gesture of protection and possession.

"It was Bai Wuchang who made you sad in the past, now I will be Xie Bi'an for you alone."

I accept

Bai Wuchang still held back and didn't attack the judge.

When the judge woke up the next day, he found Bai Wuchang's big face in front of him. He was shocked, but he calmed down quickly.

Standing up violently, the judge's head was buzzing, and he vaguely remembered that Bai Wuchang seemed to be pressing him down and saying something over and over again last night.

Bai Wuchang turned over and lay flat, his eyes still closed.

"Are you awake?"

The judge hugged her and was given a "huh".

Bai Wuchang opened his eyes, stared straight at the ceiling, and asked, "How much can you remember about last night?"

The judge lay back on his back and looked at the ceiling: "Almost all of them remember, which one are you talking about? Did you drink me with malicious intentions, or did I use the wine to blame you? Or did you take advantage of the chaos and take a bath with me?" ?” The judge turned sideways to face Bai Wuchang, but Bai Wuchang was unmoved, so the judge had to turn his head manually so that he could look at him.

"Or did you say you wanted to be Xie Bi'an by myself?"

Bai Wuchang's eyes were empty, but he looked at the judge as if looking into the distance through him: "Grandma Meng said, let's not help too much, or it will be difficult to explain to the higher-ups."

The judge was so strong that he placed his hand on the back of Bai Wuchang's head with strength, and asked again.

"Or do you want to be Xie Bi'an with me alone?"

The empty eyes finally focused, Bai Wuchang stared at the judge's black and white eyes, and replied firmly: "Be your own Xie Bi'an."

The judge chuckled, laid himself flat, and got up under the quilt, Bai Wuchang's eyes widened.

The judge stretched out his slender arm, hooked Bai Wuchang's neck, and said with a smile: "Bian, taking advantage of my thick skin now, I invite you, do you accept?"

Bai Wuchang's hands trembled, he closed his eyes, and then opened them with a smile.

"accept."

The little patriarch gradually got busy.

As soon as Father Zhou left, the family's business was cut off. In addition, there was a problem with funds before, so he had to start over with many things.But he was ignorant in the past, and now even if he wipes off the golden paint on the Buddha's feet, it will not help.

Bai Wuchang and Judge watched him running around all day, leaving early and returning late.People are getting thinner and thinner, they are always sick, and life still hasn't gotten better, and I feel distressed secretly.

"It's not that he doesn't work hard, that's what his book says. When he returns to the clan, he will be a very good patriarch." Bai Wuchang comforted the judge.

"I know."

The judge always loses energy, Bai Wuchang wants to find a fun for him to smile, think about it, and make a decision.

Sitting in the pitch-black movie theater, the judge pointed at Sadako, who was wearing white clothes and disheveled hair, fighting against Dixian on the screen, and asked under his breath, "What is this?"

Bai Wuchang regretted so much, he didn't understand how people in this world could be so stupid, they couldn't even make a ghost movie, and they just made things that didn't fit the horse's mouth.And the music, it's all nonsense.

Originally, Bai Wuchang arranged it clearly.

The two of them were in the movie theater, in the dark, when something weird and frightening suddenly appeared, he held the judge in his arms, speaking softly and affectionately.The judge must think that he is not serious, and his mind will turn away from the little patriarch, so this distress can be regarded as a relief.

Now it seems……

The judge suddenly covered his mouth and laughed: "There is still a shadow under Die Xian's feet, how could it be a ghost."

Now it seems that although the process is wrong, the effect is not bad.

Then don't force it.

"It's not, these stupid things."

Finish

The little patriarch still lay down.

Skinny, with prominent cheekbones, deep-set eye sockets, and big eyes.

When the judge entered the ward, he was looking in the mirror, and when he saw the judge coming, the little patriarch put down the mirror and smiled at him.

"Brother Cui, do you think I look like an African refugee now?"

"It doesn't look like it, I always feel that there is something close to it." The judge opened the insulated box, took out all the meals, and arranged them on the small table, "You are not dark enough, you are not dark enough."

The little patriarch laughed, just took a mouthful of rice and coughed several times, the judge patted his back for him.

"Brother Xie did it again today?"

"He does it every day."

The little patriarch chewed very hard, but the judge was considerate and said softly: "It's not delicious, I'll help you make it tomorrow."

"Farewell, I heard Brother Bai said that your craftsmanship is not very good."

The judge made a gesture to hit him, but before he reached his back, he relieved his strength and turned into helping him.

"thank you all."

"I may not be here for a few days."

"thank you all."

Bai Wuchang always said that the little patriarch's mouth was consecrated, this