hug me when i'm angry

Mr. Yang Zi only felt the gust of wind, and his eyes blurred. When he fixed his eyes, he saw nine handsome men with very different styles. Several handsome men surrounded him and said something to each of them.

King Chujiang "..." Who are they?I do not recognize!

Mr. Yang Cang saw that although they looked mentally retarded, he still knew from their noble and calm temperament that they were the other nine governors of the underworld.

King Chujiang pulled them away one by one, "Get off! Don't scare Xiaojun."

"Alas--"

"It doesn't even work if you look at it."

"How could you scare Xiao Junjun..."

"...he has no memory."

"Second brother is super fierce!"

"Yes, it is!"

"...Am I the only one wondering if that lord has come?"

"Do not come!"

"That adult is the most vicious!"

"Ah."

One person spoke again and again, a few people could almost produce a play, Chujiang King stroked his forehead, "I said, can you stop talking about the past?"

Nine pairs of eyes looked at Yang Zijun, seeing him looking at them indifferently, so they nodded together.

"Don't talk, change the topic."

"Xiao Junjun is dead?"

Yang Zijun pushed away a beautiful and handsome face in disgust, and said coldly, "No."

King Chujiang looked at the eldest brother and eight younger brothers who surrounded Yang Zijun after a while and waved their sleeves with a headache. On the chair, he threatened viciously, "Sit down obediently! Get out immediately!"

The nine people nodded obediently, and King Chu Jiang was satisfied with a cup of tea.Seeing them, Yang Zijun couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, are they really the ten palace kings of the underworld?It's fake, it's obviously a group of kindergarten kids.

The boss Yan Luo Wang touched his nose and said in a low voice, "Well, Xiao Junjun looked at us obediently..."

"Well," Song Diwang, the king of the third hall, nodded coldly, "it seems to be a mental retardation."

"..."

"..."

"Third brother, please don't poke the truth."

"..."

"Cough." Yan Luowang coughed, and asked Yang Zijun with a calm look when he resumed work, "How did you come here, little Junjun?"

Before Yang Canjun opened his mouth, King Chu Jiang first told the story, and King Yan Luo frowned and said to Yang Canjun, "Don't worry, little gentleman, I will solve the matter of your school as soon as possible, and I will let people know about Murong's family later." Go check it out. As for the seam that was torn open by Lord Mojun, there is nothing we can do for so many years. We can only let the seam heal itself. As for the matter of Xiao Mu and Yang Zihan's ascension to immortality, it happened a long time ago, and it is under the control of the heavens. Never mind, Xiao Mu's soul will not appear in the underworld."

Seeing that the matter was almost settled, Yang Zijun couldn't help but ask, "I don't know how the King of the Palace can let me go back?"

King Yan Luo paused strangely, "As the second child said, you are not a ghost, and your soul is not a human soul but..."

"Cough!" King Chujiang coughed quickly and gave him a look to signal that he was wrong, and King Yan Luo also said "hmm" and continued, "Your soul is different, we can't take you back to the human world now... "

"So, you can't do anything?" Yang Zijun said sharply.

"Hmm..." Yan Luo Wang bowed his head in embarrassment, and those around him also bowed their heads humbly, and Yang Zijun's eyebrows twitched. No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like a group of mischievous little kids who are being scolded...

Seeing that they don't seem to be lying, Yang Zijun sighed for a long time, "Forget it, just let it be..."

As soon as the words fell, the ten people on the opposite side stared at him with bright and blind eyes full of surprise, "Xiao Junjun, do you want to stay?"

"Stay at my house?"

"Stay at my house!"

"No! Stay at my house!"

"Five, get out! You obviously live with the sixth!"

"No! Get lost! I want to live with Xiao Junjun!"

"You don't want me anymore?"

"No, no, no!"

"You two go out! Xiao Junjun lives in my house!"

"Go away too! Next time Xiaomo comes to live at your house, aren't you satisfied?"

Yang Zijun: "..." Really, they are all children, right?Seeing that a fight was about to start, Jun Yang hurriedly stopped them, "Okay, okay! Don't make noise, I live here, you all go back, I'm tired."

Everyone looked sleepy, and then they talked a lot about playing together another day, going to Abi, wandering around with ghosts and beasts, etc. Finally, they were blown away by a gust of wind that King Chujiang couldn't bear.

Yang Zijun rubbed his brows, the discomfort in his heart just disappeared after a toss, and now he just feels exhausted.

The King of Chujiang gave him a soft warning, and took him to a large room in person.After taking a bath, Yang Zijun fell asleep before he could think about the details.

The first time I left Gu Zhiqing's arms for so long, I always had nightmares and couldn't sleep well. One second I dreamed that Gu Zhiqing called him baby gently, and the next second I saw him staring at him with a cold face and indifferently questioning Why did he leave him? In the end, Yang Zijun was woken up by Gu Zhiqing's blood-red eyes and cold and biting words.

The weather in the underworld is not divided into day and night, but Yang Zijun knows that it is seven or eight o'clock in the morning in the human world, because at this time, Gu Zhiqing will wake him up with a kiss. Seeing him waking up in a daze, Gu Zhiqing will let him lean on his chest Slow down.

Last night without Gu Zhiqing's good night kiss, he slept in a daze, and now without his good morning kiss, Yang Zijun was so uncomfortable that he lay under the quilt in a daze.

Zhiqing must be as uncomfortable as himself, Yang Zijun thought in a daze, he would put liquid into his mouth, it was salty, Yang Zijun stretched out his hand to touch it, only to find that he didn't know when his face was full of tears.

Yang Zijun washed his face, sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and spoke for a long time, "Jinxuan, I think clearly." Now they are separated by Yin and Yang, this long-distance relationship is so hard, he can't stand it for a day.

Jinxuan is also not very energetic, as soon as he entered the underworld, his connection with Han Xuan was broken, and now he doesn't know whether Han Xuan's transformation is successful or not.

So one person and one spirit sat on the bed in a trance for a day, and it was Yang Zijun who was so hungry that his stomach hurt, so he covered his stomach and asked the servants to bring food.

Maybe it was because Yang Zijun knew that it was hard for him to leave Gu Zhiqing, so no one came to disturb him these two days, let him calm down alone.

After sleeping and waking up for two days, Yang Zijun's head was swollen.On the third day, Yang Zijun was still in a light sleep, and there was a rustling voice outside, and Yang Zijun, who was in a nightmare, was soon awakened, opened his eyes slowly, dazed, slowly sat up, and continued to be dazed, Get out of bed, take two steps, bow your head, go back again, put on your shoes, and go to wash up like a wandering soul. Yang Zijun supported the sink with both hands. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy. Yang Zhujun was unresponsive for a second. He almost fell, and quickly stretched out his hand to support the wall to calm his nerves.

"Have you woke up, Junjun?" I don't know which one of the ten Fujun knocked on the door, Yang Zijun sat slowly on the warm jade chair, leaned his upper body on the table, and replied weakly, "Get up, come in."

As a result, a group of people rushed into the crowd all of a sudden, and Yang Zijun's brain twitched in pain.Although they introduced themselves yesterday, but who is Yang Zijun, how can someone who can't even remember the first face of his own old Gong remember ten handsome guys who are all the same in Yang Zijun's eyes.

Yang Zijun barely recognized King Chu Jiang in a dark blue robe, and before Yang Zijun could speak, several people introduced themselves again.

Yang Zijun "..." Feeling that he also had face blindness in his previous life.

The purpose of the ten palace kings is to take him out to have fun, to go to the mansion, market, hell, and forbidden places.The corners of Yang Zijun’s mouth twitched slightly, he could go to the forbidden place casually, so what is the forbidden place...

At any rate, the guests did not dare to take the host's kindness lightly, so after a noisy breakfast, the eleven handsome men set off.

After walking across the Naihe Bridge, Mr. Yang Zi took a sip of Mengpo soup under the instigation of King Jiudian. It was sweet, refreshing and delicious.Yang Zijun nodded and said that it was delicious, and then the legendary Meng Po took a milk tea cup and filled him with a large cup of Meng Po soup, and inserted a straw.Yang Zijun was in a complicated mood holding a cup of Mengpo soup with layers of different colors that looked as beautiful as a cocktail.

One sip is enough to convince ten noisy mouths, but now let him drink a whole cup, will Gu Zhiqing be forgotten?

After finally being coquettish and cute, Sidian Wang asked for a cup of Mengpo soup, took a sip of Mengpo soup, and sighed comfortably, "Lemon flavor! It's delicious! Don't worry, little gentleman, we'll be fine."

From time to time, wails and Po Meng's roar came from the small pavilion behind. It was the palace kings who hadn't arrived at Po Meng's soup.Yang Zijun took a sip of Mengpo soup speechlessly, these people who were squirming and wanting to drink Mengpo soup didn't look like a Fujun at all.

Hanging out with ten palace kings and a person who is not a ghost or a fairy body can be said to have a great impact. Whether it is a passer-by or a shopkeeper, they will either observe furtively or salute forward openly. The low "human" salutes, I only feel depressed.

It was King Chu Jiang who carefully noticed that Yang Zijun was not very used to this ancient etiquette, so he ordered that no one should come forward to disturb him.

Yang Zijun felt bored about hanging out, but it was their kindness and he couldn't refuse. He also knew that these people just wanted him not to put all his energy on Gu Zhiqing so as not to be too sad and bad for his health.

But no matter where he goes, he will always think of Gu Zhiqing, thinking that Gu Zhiqing will definitely be jealous when he sees Meng Po blushing at him, and will not let him make Meng Po soup; thinking of walking with Gu Zhiqing on the road, he will definitely hold his hand , although he said that he could walk well, he still held his hand stubbornly regardless of what others thought, and liked to pinch the soft flesh of his palm; thinking that before the Chinese New Year, he was also walking with Gu Zhiqing in the bustling commercial street. When he buys clothes, he will press him against the door of the changing room and kiss...

They haven't known each other for a long time, but Gu Zhiqing has infiltrated into his life bit by bit.