After Marrying an Evil God

Xihai Beach is a world-famous tourist attraction, and there are tourists from all over the world every day.

Fu Mingye is an activist. As soon as Qi Baicha said he wanted to travel to Xihai Beach, he called for arrangements.

Fu Mingye has a life assistant, he is usually not used, so it is basically a decoration. Rarely received a call from Fu Mingye, the life assistant almost became incoherent excitedly: "Mr. Fu, do you have anything to order?"

Great, he can finally come in handy! Although this kind of day of just getting paid and not doing work is cool, it always makes him feel unreliable and makes him worry about being fired someday.

Fu Mingye said: "Arrange a plane to Xihai."

"Okay." The life assistant quickly checked the ticket online, "Do you want to book first class this afternoon or tomorrow morning?"

"What first class?"

"..." The life assistant got stuck, "It's a little better than economy class..." No, does Mr. Fu want to experience life in economy class? It's really close to the people, grounded, and approachable...

Fu Mingye's next sentence was: "Arrange a private jet immediately." Then he hung up the phone.

Life Assistant: "..."

I almost forgot, the richest man in China doesn't need to book air tickets at all, because the other party has many private jets.

Qi Baicha watched him hang up, and said in surprise: "So fast?"

"Don't you want to go? It's better to hit the sun instead of choosing a day," Fu Mingye said.

"I haven't packed my luggage, and there are a lot of things to be accurate." Although his purpose of going to Xihai is not to travel, he always has to bring something to look like on the surface.

"If you have any shortcomings, you can just buy it directly there. It would be too inconvenient to bring it." Fu Mingye said, "It's just a honeymoon. We didn't wear anything except the wedding ring at that time. By the way...the ring. "

He suddenly remembered and took out the two rings from the bedside table: "Put the rings on too."

There are few people who know them abroad, and they won't cause much riots. He wanted to let people know that Cha Cha was married, and they were a couple.

Lord Cthulhu was so naive sometimes.

And he still has a careful thought. Going to the beach, swimming, diving, and surfing in the sea are all logical. It's not that they haven't done this before. Chacha can also swim, but there is still potential danger in the end.

Every year, the people who are buried in the sea do not know how many people are. Fu Mingye's protection status for Qi Baicha has reached the highest level, and he is afraid of any accidents.

Those who have shark tears can breathe in the water. This is also a guarantee of safety.

Fu Mingye personally put the shark pearl ring on Qi Baicha's slender and beautiful ring finger, and then handed the dragon ball ring to Qi Baicha: "Mr. Qi, help your husband put it on."

Qi Baicha laughed and said: "Why do you make it like you have been married again, so you can't wear it yourself?" But he still took the ring and put the gloves on Fu Mingye's finger.

"Life must have a sense of ritual." Fu Mingye said seriously.

Fu Mingye's cell phone rang again, and the life assistant called: "Mr. Fu, the plane has already been arranged."

The efficiency is quite fast.

Fu Mingye pulled Qi Baicha up, and clasped his hands wearing rings: "Go."

It takes more than ten hours to fly from China to Xihai Beach. Qi Baicha slept on the plane, resting on Fu Mingye's shoulder.

When he fell asleep, he slid onto his lap and curled up into a kitten position.

Fu Mingye placed his palm on his lap, protected his head, and gently pulled it out, asking the flight attendant to bring a thin blanket, and then increase the temperature of the air conditioner.

He put the blanket on Qi Baicha's body, and Qi Baicha's brows stretched a lot.

Fu Mingye rubbed Qi Baicha's hair and squeezed his cheeks.

The seats on the plane can be adjusted to be suitable for lying down and sleeping, but Qi Baicha loves to lean on Fu Mingye.

Isn't it just a clingy cat?

-Of course, when it comes to the degree of clinging, dogs are more annoying than cats, and cats are sometimes very cold. But Fu Mingye couldn't describe Qi Baicha as a dog, it sounds like a curse.

Humans are all to blame. Dogs are dogs. Cute dogs have been used as a derogatory term and are used by some humans to describe other humans. The dog is too innocent.

Qi Baicha looked thin, his wrists and knuckles were skinny, but the flesh on his face felt very comfortable. He is not fleshy, but his skin is slippery and soft, and it can be broken when blown, like a peeled egg. Fu Mingye squeezed and squeezed, as addictive as a child squeezing plasticine.

Cha Cha was so obediently at his mercy when he was asleep. Although he was gentle when he woke up, it was too gentle, so he was embarrassed to play with...no, blasphemy, not... forget it.

Fu Mingye likes the gentle and elegant look of Qi Bai tea, and prefers to see the gentle and dignified appearance of Qi Bai tea.

He squeezed and squeezed, and Qi Baicha showed no signs of waking up. Fu Mingye drew a small tortoise on Qi Baicha's forehead.

Lord Cthulhu's painting skills are worrying. Thanks to Qi Baicha's good looks, the ugly tortoise hanging on his forehead can still see a bit of mighty power.

Can the one painted on the forehead of Lord Snow God be called a tortoise? That is called Xuanwu.

Lord Cthulhu was very satisfied with his work, and he kept doing nothing, and painted little tortoises all over his face.

Then take a photo, send it to Moments, and set it to be visible only for tea and tea.

—Did you see this little turtle?

—My family.

When it was time for dinner, Fu Mingye casually pushed Qi Baicha awake and called him to eat.

The private chef’s in-flight meal is very rich, rich in aroma, and mouth-watering. When the flight attendant brought the dinner, Fu Mingye carefully covered Qi Baicha's face.

In front of outsiders, we still have to save face for Chacha.

The flight attendant put the dinner out and pushed the dining car away. Only then did Fu Mingye gently push Qi Baicha: "Chacha, get up and eat."

He pushed twice before Qi Baicha lazily opened his eyes: "Breakfast or dinner?"

There is a time difference between the domestic and the West China Sea. They set off in the afternoon and flew for more than ten hours. When they arrived, it was late at night in China and afternoon in Xihai.

He didn't know how long he slept, and he couldn't tell the time.

"Dinner. We haven't flown out of the country yet." After all, China is so big.

"Oh." Qi Baicha sat up, picked up the spoon and started dinner.

He scooped a spoonful of rice into his mouth. Needless to say, Qi Baicha's gestures have always been very elegant and temperamental.

Only at this moment, Qi Baicha's face is covered with little tortoises, no matter how graceful it is, it becomes funny. The cheek gang moved with the chewing action, and the little turtle on the cheek also became dynamic. Fu Mingye looked at it for a while and laughed directly.

"puff-"

Qi Baicha paused and turned to look at Fu Mingye: "What's the matter?"

Fu Mingye instantly straightened his face: "It's okay."

Then, seeing Qi Baicha's face straight, he couldn't hold back, and smiled even harder.

"..." Qi Baicha, "Mr. Fu?"

Fu Mingye became serious again: "It's okay, just remembering something happy."

"What's the happy thing?"

"We are going to spend our honeymoon."

Qi Baicha said: "Mr. Fu, we have been married for a year."

"It's nice to be with you."

Qi Baicha was pleased by these words, and slightly curled her lips.

He always looks pretty when he smiles.

But now he smiled, and the little turtle on his face turned into a dynamic picture again.

Fu Mingye started again: "Hahaha—"

Qi Baicha smiled slightly and noticed something was wrong.

He took out his phone and saw his face from the screen.

Qi Baicha: "..."

"Fu Mingye, you bastard!"

…

Finally, the two went into the bathroom together to wash off the turtles on their faces.

Qi Baicha will report it, and Fu Mingye has one more tortoise on his face. But he was still unhappy.

He felt that he did not win. He became as naive as Fu Mingye, he was defeated.

The clouds outside the window had turned black, and it was night domestic time. Qi Baicha didn't feel sleepy just after he fell asleep—though in fact he didn't sleep or sleepy—so he didn't sleep.

Fu Mingye didn't sleep when he saw that he was not sleeping.

The time spent with Cha Cha is precious. Cha Cha is awake and he sleeps, which is a crime.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Qi Baicha asked.

"Not sleepy." Fu Mingye said, "I can find a hotel to sleep in anyway."

"Don't be kidding, it's more than ten hours in between."

"Then go to sleep later." Fu Mingye turned to look at him, "I want to chat with you now."

"What are you talking about?" I'm an old man and wife, and I've talked about everything I can talk about.

Their lives are no different from those of ordinary couples. Work during the day, go home to eat together at night, go shopping occasionally, go to bed in the dead of night, get up early every morning and get a good morning kiss, and then continue to work.

After the initial vigorous travel around the world, life has been so long and flat.

They are no exception.

Fu Mingye said: "There is a word in the world called the seven-year itch. It is said that in the seventh year of marriage for a couple, love becomes family affection and life becomes boring. Contradictions will arise due to loss of freshness and a marriage crisis will arise. . Do you think the word makes sense?"

He also accidentally saw this term on the Internet. God has a long life, and he will not be easily moved. A move is a lifetime. Mortals are different.

He believes in the love of tea. But people's life is too short, but there are too many variables, and there are countless cases of marriage and divorce. They have only been married for a year, and they are coming to Japan for a long time. He wants to hear the thoughts of tea.

If God loves a person, he must also learn to manage relationships in a human way. He wants to do better.

Qi Baicha replied: "Since there is this word, it means that people of older ages have experienced it, and it has its own truth, perhaps it is still a law."

Fu Mingye quietly pricked up his ears.

"But what does this have to do with us? Mr. Fu, seven years is nothing. There are many white-headed couples who have lived together for seventy years. We will be one of them." Qi Baicha looked at him, "Even if another seven hundred years pass, seven Thousands of years, 70,000 years, I will sleep long underground, and I will love forever."

He omitted two subjects.

Even if it is another seven hundred years, seven thousand years, seventy thousand years.

You sleep long under the ground, and I will love you forever.

It was the afternoon when I arrived at the West Sea, and it was close to dusk.

As a famous scenic spot, the tourism industry here is very developed, and the hotel shopping street has everything.

Fu Mingye booked a big bed room at the seaside hotel. The house is brightly lit and has huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Outside the window is the beach and the sea, and you can listen to the sound of the waves.

The evening sky was covered with beautiful glow, the red sun slowly set on the sea level, the water surface was sparkling, and the scenery was so beautiful.

What a beautiful scenery, who would have thought that this calm seabed has torn a terrifying abyss.

Qi Baicha stared at the sea for a long time.

The last ray of golden sunlight disappeared on the sea. Fu Mingye came out of the bathroom, drew the curtains, and walked over to hug him from behind: "It's dark."

Qi Baicha recovered his senses and said, "Yeah."

He was thinking about whether to apply a law now, let Mr. Fu sleep for a long time, and then he will do business.

He has already begun to accumulate divine power to his fingertips.

"Let's get started now." Fu Mingye said.

Qi Baicha's fingers trembled, and the divine power instantly dissipated.

"Wh, what's the business?" Qi Baicha asked cautiously.

Does Mr. Fu know his plan? This is impossible.

Fu Mingye asked, "Chacha, have you broken your bones?"

"All right."

"What about hemorrhoids?"

"It's fine too."

When he was in the hospital, Mr. Fu insisted on giving him a full-body examination. Of course, he could no longer lie about hemorrhoids. Having been in the hospital for so long, it was enough for him to seal his supernatural power back.

However, it is estimated that the cracks in the West Sea will have to be solved again.

I don't know why, but now that there are more and more abnormal incidents, he is simply overwhelmed.

"Very good." Fu Mingye lowered his head, his voice very magnetic.

"We haven't done it for almost two months."