Marrying a ghost doctor: running wild in the arms of a nine-thousand-year-old man

The man stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Chiyu's neck, and lifted him over like a little chicken.

Huo Jin brought the person forward and got very close.

"As long as you understand, I like to kill."

What's the point of copying?

Jiang Chiyu complained a lot in her heart, but she didn't dare to show anything on her face. She repeatedly promised that she would copy it carefully.

Huo Jin then let her go, and he sat opposite her, watching carefully like the invigilator, as if he was afraid that Jiang Chiyu was cheating.

Throughout the night, a man and a woman were alone in the same room. Jiang Chiyu's hands were almost broken. She swore that she would not provoke Huo Jin again until she developed an absolute poison.

It's best to use the kind of medicine that can kill Huo Jin and his men!

Adhering to the idea of ​​surviving until Huo Jin died, Jiang Chiyu spent the whole night thinking about how to die, and then reluctantly finished copying all the Buddhist scriptures.

She was dizzy, walking with stars in her eyes, and her overall condition was very bad.

Huo Jin knocked on the chair with his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly, like a sleeping dragon suddenly waking up.

"Have you finished copying them all?"

"Ah - yes, it must be difficult for adults to sleep here." Jiang Chi stepped forward obediently, actually wanting Huo Jin to return to his room quickly.

Don't join in the fun here anymore, but Huo Jin said coldly: "I'm fine. I can go back to sleep after the inspection."

"???"

Jiang Chiyu looked in disbelief. Looking at Huo Jin's rigorous appearance, he checked every word.

Jiang Chiyu panicked: "Leave such trivial matters to your subordinates. Your hard work is worth the effort, and your brain should not be used to look at these things."

"I don't." Huo Jin snorted, "You like to control me, otherwise... you will teach me how to do things?"

"No, no."

Jiang Chiyu was simply hungry, hungry and sleepy, and could chew three cows. She had to wait with Huo Jin for inspection.

This was torturing her. How could Jiang Chiyu not understand?

The man said slowly and calmly: "I don't think it's troublesome for me to stay with you all night. What do you dislike?"

"Nothing."

Jiang Chiyu looked like he was going to dig into Huo Jin's ancestral grave, but he still put on a big and kind smile.

When everything was done, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Jiang Chiyu saw that the King of Hell was asking for his life, Huo Jin finally put down the book in his hand.

"Although the wording is a bit ugly, luckily my heart is very pious and there are no typos. Let's leave it at that."

"Alas." Jiang Chiyu sighed deeply, finally escaping from his hands.

She was going to get something to eat. After all, she was not made of iron.

But the words of the man behind him almost made Jiang Chiyu collapse: "Her Royal Highness the Princess wants me to hand you over. Jiang Chiyu, what do you think I should choose?"

Huo Jin played with the Buddhist beads in his hand nonchalantly. He was not a pious person, so he only played with it a little bit.

The corners of Jiang Chiyu's mouth twitched: "Do you want to kill me, sir? That's not how the donkeys in the production team are handled. If I die, what will you do with your poison?"

Jiang Chiyu just had to kneel down to Huo Jin. He was so desperate that he could at least be given a full meal.

Others traveled through time to be well-off and prosperous, and no matter how wealthy they were, she was a complete and utter bitch, even working as a bitch for a eunuch!

Wouldn't it be discredited to modern people if it spread out?

Jiang Chiyu gritted his teeth and waited for Huo Jin to speak.

"But I refused." Huo Jin said coldly, "It depends on the owner to beat the dog. Your Highness, the Princess, is not giving me face."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Jiang Chiyu didn't mind that he insulted her, and he echoed that such an attack would not have any impact on him.

It was just that Huo Jin felt good about it.