Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Chapter 35 The Sick Rice of the Messenger of the Underworld 1

Feel the strength in your waist gradually tighten.

Yan He's eyes fell on the top of his black hair, and it was hard to say whether they would meet him in the next world.

After thinking about it, I repeated what I just said: "I will be with you for a long time."

But I didn't expect him to speak first: "Can I meet Yan Yan in the next life?"

Even the messengers from the underworld can see it.

It seems that things like this in the next life are not so far away.

"……meeting."

The next life and the next world will be similar.

"I can rest assured that."

The side of Shen Yi's face was gently pressed against Yan He's belly, and his dark eyes stared at the empty place in front of him through the dim glass.

A flash of red light disappeared so quickly that even he himself didn't notice it: "Then I'll feel relieved."

……

Yan He was dreaming again.

It's still the same scene, still the same Yousu and Donglinshen.

She looked for the wolf cub but could not find it.

Thinking that he must have something to deal with, when he was about to go back, he happened to bump into him.

She didn't originally intend to eavesdrop, but the conversation between the two made her stop subconsciously.

"Then who is the god in heaven who comes here every day and pleases the people?"

"No."

The man turned sideways, revealing a face with excellent lines. He didn't know what he was thinking of. His usually cold eyebrows seemed to be wrapped with a trace of affection at this moment: "Luoxia Temple... is really fascinating..."

"..."

Dong Linshen choked and stopped holding the cattail leaf fan in his hand. He couldn't help shaking it.

"Be careful if people catch you by the wolf's tail. Let alone the temple, no one will let you take a look."

"Yan Yan can't."

"..."

It was originally just a joke.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a prophecy.

Although the causes were somewhat different, the results were really right for him.

Since then, Shenjun Luoxia and the Lord of the Underworld have never met again.

Even the little wolf cub who concealed his identity never opened the door to Luoxia Temple again.

...............

Shang Yu came back from a business trip again. This time he didn't delay. He came to Shen's house early in the morning and even had breakfast here.

The two families have always been good friends, and their children have played together since childhood, but there are not so many false gifts.

Sitting at the dining table, that look would glance at the expressionless Shen Yi's face from time to time.

He moved his mouth several times, but finally took it back due to the presence of other people.

When Shen Yi put down his bowls and chopsticks, turned around and left.

Shang Yu also stood up: "Uncle, Auntie, Brother Zhe, you eat slowly."

"You kid, you haven't had enough to eat."

"I'm full, auntie."

Others were afraid that Shen Yi would be angry, and Shang Yu was also afraid.

Normally, he really didn't dare to step into Shen Yi's place without permission, but today Shen Yi was there, and Shang Yu followed him to the flower room.

"Brother Yi, Brother Yi, I didn't break my promise. We agreed before. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, I will definitely come to see you."

Shen Yi glanced at the swing and paused slightly on his feet.

Then he picked up the scissors as if nothing had happened and started pruning the potted plants: "How did you know I wasn't feeling well?"

"..."

Of course I heard about it from Brother Zhe.

"Didn't you go to the hospital? I thought if I didn't feel uncomfortable, I could go to the hospital?"

He felt that his reasons were particularly convincing.

Who would have thought that Brother Yi suddenly chuckled with unknown meaning.

Clearly there is no belief.

"..."

"Well, at worst, I'll give you the money for the car, and our agreement won't count."

"it is good."

"..."

Shang Yu was stunned and turned around in disbelief: "No, Brother Yi, do you really want me to pay back the money? That won't work. I told you before that I would come if you don't feel well."

Asking him for money was like life threatening.

It is almost impossible to take money out of the iron rooster's mouth.

Although he was the one who said it first.

But taking out the money is impossible.

Shen Yi was not surprised.

She just raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Then why are you talking so much?"

"..."

What a cold and heartless guy.

As soon as Yan He came in, he sat on the swing and thought about the scene in his dream. He didn't even notice anyone else in the greenhouse.

Until a figure walked up to him and kept muttering: "When did Brother Yi start playing on the swing here? Suddenly he is childish and wants to be romantic?"

He was about to sit down.

A hand stretched out from behind him and pulled him aside.

"Get out if you make any commotion."

"..."

Although Shang Yu felt a little baffled, he actually walked away.

Sit down on the stone bench in the middle.

A little cold ass, but he didn't want to stand.

"No, Brother Yi, you can't sit on this swing? Is it broken?"

"No."

"Then why can't you sit?"

"I don't want to sit down for you."

"..."

What a direct and clear reason.

Although he felt it was very unreasonable, but thinking about Brother Yi's character, he felt that everything was reasonable.

Yan He looked at the figure standing among the flowers and couldn't help but kick the ground with his toes.

The swing, which had been motionless, suddenly began to sway.

They both turned their heads at the same time when they heard the sound.

Shang Yu: "..."

what's the situation?

"Brother Yi, why do you still move this swing by yourself?"

"windy."

Yan He, who originally wanted to stop, paused and silently raised his leg a little higher.

It seems that the sudden stop now is more scary.

"Really? No."

Shang Yu raised his head and looked around, feeling for a while, but there was nothing.

The door to the greenhouse is not open. Where is the wind coming from?

Shen Yi's eyes fell on the cautious person on the swing, and he lowered his eyes to block the smile in his eyes: "Yes."

Shang Yu thinks not.

But besides the wind, he couldn't think of any other reason.

There can't be a ghost, right?

Where in the world did the ghost come from?

Just as he made a mental decision for himself, a cold voice sounded: "You can leave."

"...My butt is not even hot yet."

It's such a cold day, and the stools haven't even been warmed yet.

"I have nothing to do. Just go back to work. There is no need to come all the way."

Shang Yu opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but in the end he couldn't.

Not wanting to act too deliberately: "Then I will... come see you next time when I have time."

"Ah."

The door of the flower room was opened, and the cold wind had no time to come in, and was closed again.

Shen Yi put down the scissors in his hand.

Turn around and walk behind the swing, pulling on the rope and pushing gently.

"Yan Yan, won't you ask me who he is?"

"Then who is he?"

"The neighbor brother who we have played with since childhood."

"Oh."

Shen Yi, who was waiting for her to continue asking questions, paused: "Aren't you angry?"

"What are you angry about?"

Yan He raised his head and glanced at him: "I knew it a long time ago."

Shen Yi almost immediately thought of the time when Shang Yu came to the ward.

His feelings weren't wrong.

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