Help, I was forced into marriage by a monster!

It is undeniable that among the living beings in the three realms, the Yaozu have the best genetics. They have transformed themselves into rare beauties in the world to achieve certain ulterior purposes from the first generation. Compared with gods, It is even more charming and coquettish, especially after being a demon king, Feng Qi has been clinging to those little monsters since he was a child, and if he casually catches one and puts it in the world, it will be hard to chase away.

The more you see it, the more you become immune to it.

When he was very young, Feng Qi once naively pointed to a certain plot in the book and asked his nanny who took care of him what it means to like it.

At that time, the aunt's answer was also ambiguous. She said that the feeling of liking was probably the heart pounding when she saw someone.

But whenever his father found out the failing report card that Feng Qi hid in his schoolbag, his heart would still be beating non-stop.

Now Feng Qi understands that there are some things that cannot be understood personally from books or the mouths of elders.

When I was young, I hated humans very much. I once saw humans who strayed into the demon world. At that time, the demon world had just ended a battle with the fairy world. They fled to death, and their vitality was severely injured. Most of the monster races hid in the corners and licked their wounds. Don't have any sense of existence, otherwise, if those gods who claim to be righteous find out, the demon world will probably go straight to destruction.

Out of consideration for the overall situation and fear of the unseen high-tech weapons in the hands of humans, the demon world finally compromised with these humans, telling them that as long as they are willing to keep the secrets of the demon world, they can ask for any conditions.

In the end, these human lions opened their mouths wide and took away a large amount of gold and silver treasures, even the beautiful daughters of Uncle Feng Qi's family.

He will never forget the tears of despair and helplessness when his cousin was leaving.

Later I heard that my cousin committed suicide after staying in the human world for less than half a year.

I don't know what she went through, Feng Qi only knows that to make a strong and stubborn woman like my cousin commit suicide, it must be something he can't even imagine.

Therefore, Feng Qi has always hated humans very, very much.

But when I faced the babysitter and the books, I finally found the definite answer in the human world.

What I like is that even if he is a human being despised by the demon world, even if the rest of his life will be spent in malice and ridicule, I can't wait to step forward and hold his hand.

Song Yinzhi was looking at the bright moon above his head. Looking at it, he couldn't help but took out his phone and wanted to record this beautiful moment.

"That..." Feng Qi pondered for a long time, then spoke slowly.

The heart was beating very fast, as if it was about to burst out.

"What's the matter, do you want to take pictures too?" Song Yinzhi didn't realize Feng Qi's unusual behavior at all.

He is really slow.

"No..." Feng Qi put his hand in his coat pocket, gently caressing the blue velvet box containing the couple's rings.

From the corner of his eye, he unconsciously caught sight of the bright moon at the side, and suddenly, the complete collection of love stories compiled in the series of books of "The Robbery" appeared clearly in his mind.

"The moon wants to hide in the clouds, do you want to hide in my arms?"

It was this sentence that left a deep impression on me. When Feng Qi saw it for the first time, he was really amazed.

Very good, that's it.

He took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and opened his thin lips slightly; "Yue..."

"The moon wants to hide in the clouds, but I want to hide in your arms, hahahahaha! This earthy love story that my colleague said when he confessed his love, I laughed to death, his girlfriend is also a talent, this kind of words It can’t be touched.”

Suddenly, inappropriate laughter sounded from the side.

Feng Qi: ...

It turns out that this sentence is very earthy in the eyes of others...

Turning around, I saw the group of young people I met outside the commercial street just now, reappearing behind them like wraiths...

Feng Qi took out his mobile phone, looked at those young people, and said softly:

"Secretary Lin? That's right, can I buy a plane ticket to Africa now, where the location is as remote as possible, where there are more beasts, the better, what? It's not that I want to go, it's that I have something special to send who go there."

As soon as the words fell, four men in black clothes and sunglasses suddenly jumped out of the corner, and were ruthlessly dragged out amidst the screams of the broken-mouthed boy.

"What do you want to say." Song Yinzhi looked at Feng Qi who was hesitant to speak, and asked in a low voice.

The just atmosphere was completely shattered by that person, and in an instant, a sense of frustration surged into Feng Qi's heart.

The pair of rings he was about to take out was put back into his pocket again.

He collected himself, looked at Song Yinzhi, and smiled: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that the moon is beautiful."

Song Yinzhi couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard this stupid sentence.

"Why are you laughing. Feng Qiying frowned angrily.

"It's nothing." Song Yinzhi shrugged. He looked at Feng Qi's face with a lingering smile on his lips, "I know what you want to do and what you want to say."

When Feng Qi heard this, a blush flew over his cheeks in an instant.

It seems that this person is not really too dull to be cured.

Or is it too obvious.

"But didn't I say, give us both a little more time to get along, if it's really suitable, it's not too late to talk about it then."

For Song Yinzhi, this was already the biggest concession.

Although I don't know why Feng Qi fell in love with me, I have seen his performance these days, and I am indeed a little moved, but moving is not love, and I can't lose my mind because of a momentary fever. There are a lot of things, the thoughts of the family, and the acceptance of the social environment.

Feng Qi also seemed to realize that he was indeed a little too hasty, and he couldn't refute, so he nodded obediently and said "OK".

"Did you know? In fact, you are very similar to the little baby I took care of before." Song Yinzhi looked at his deflated look, covered his mouth and smiled.

"Where does it look like, do you mean I'm naive?" Feng Qi was not happy.

"No, I just think you have very similar personalities. He is also like this. Sometimes he likes to play tricks and has a bad temper. But as long as he is serious about consoling him, he will still be obedient."

Feng Qi looked into his eyes: "So, do you like obedient ones?"

"No, everyone has their own personality. I still don't want to change myself for others. Just be myself. There will always be people who appreciate your personality."

Feng Qi curled his lips, and then immediately showed a meaningful smile:

"Then can I be myself?"

This sentence was a bit inexplicable, and Song Yinzhi didn't understand it for a while.

"For example, I want to hold your hand." After speaking, without waiting for Song Yinzhi's response, Feng Qi's long and slender hand tightly grasped that soft little hand from underneath.

He clearly felt the little hand shaking in his palm.

Feng Qi was secretly delighted, and held that hand even harder.

Song Yinzhi looked at him in surprise, then slowly stretched out his other hand, which he had not shown all this time, and then tapped the camera button of his mobile phone facing the moon...

Feng Qi took a deep breath and looked down——

What I grabbed in my own hand was obviously a woman's hand with only nail polish on!

He instantly felt as if his whole body was petrified, mechanically looking along that hand——

Beside her, a rich woman in her 50s or [-]s was looking at Feng Qi and winking, her eyes with thick green eyeshadow almost blinked into convulsions, a shyness rippling on her cheeks.

"Little handsome guy is really dishonest." The rich woman scolded coquettishly, "Come to my sister's Porsche later, let's have a good talk~"

****

The car was speeding through the tunnel, and the wind howled.

As for Song Yinzhi, who was sitting on the co-pilot, even though he was trying his best to hold back his laughter, he still let out a hint of unbearable laughter.

Feng Qi drove the car to 120 yards to vent the anger in his heart, his whole face was as black as coal balls.

"Is it that funny?" Out of the corner of the eye, Song Yinzhi's body trembling while holding back his laughter, he finally couldn't help asking.

Although the tone was harsh, when the face of the rich woman and aunt appeared in my mind again, I couldn't help but laugh along with it.

In fact, sometimes I feel that humans are quite cute.

It seemed that he realized that Feng Qi had no bad intentions, and knew that he was still obedient, so Song Yinzhi felt relieved about him, it seemed that he hadn't slept peacefully for a long time, but today he fell asleep with the help of a pillow.

Woke up early the next day full of energy.

Just as he was leaving the house, he received a message from Feng Qi.

"It's raining today, remember to bring an umbrella."

Just when Song Yinzhi politely wanted to say thank you, another message was added:

"It's okay if you don't bring it, call me, and I'll pick you up."

Seeing this text message, Song Yinzhi, who had already reached the entrance of the community, immediately walked back quickly, grabbed an umbrella and went downstairs again.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw a kraft paper bag on my desk, which was exactly the same as the one yesterday.

Song Yinzhi touched the paper bag and found that it was still a little hot, maybe it was brought over just after it was made.

He looked around, making sure no colleagues were paying attention, and then quietly opened the paper bag to take a look.

It is still a dark substance whose ingredients and raw materials cannot be seen, and it emits a purple poisonous gas that is visible to the naked eye.

Song Yinzhi just smelled it for a while, almost suffocated, quickly tied the paper bag tightly with a rope, carefully carried the corner of the paper bag and hurried out, trying to throw it far away.

There is a big trash can at the door of the smoking room, and all the kitchen waste is thrown there. It will be cleaned every two hours, which is safer.

As soon as I walked to the door of the smoking room, even though I was separated by a door, the strong smell of smoke still wafted out through the gap.

Song Yinzhi threw the lump of dark matter into the trash can, and was about to leave, but unexpectedly heard his name coming from the door of the smoking room.

Song Yinzhi froze for a moment, and slowly looked at the closed wooden door.

He thinks he is not the kind of person who likes to listen to the corner, but...but the protagonist they are talking about seems to be himself...

Song Yinzhi hesitated for a while, and finally raised his toes, walked slowly over, and stood at the door——

"It's fucking annoying, every day Song Yinzhi, Song Yinzhi, the director is seriously ill, we have done so many things for the company, we have negotiated so many deals, and he has never remembered who is better." A sharp female voice came come out.

"That's right, Nima's third-rate university graduates can also join this company. You say he got in because of his ability? I don't believe it." Another male voice echoed.

"It is said that I don't even know how to save modeling. I really vomited in an office with such a person."

"Do you think he is a relative of the supervisor?"

"Who knows, I feel irritable when I hear his name now."

"A big man with thin skin and tender flesh, and someone delivers breakfast every day, relative? Lover."

"Ah? Isn't the supervisor already married? The children are all in elementary school, isn't it, isn't it, cheating marriage gay?"

Song Yinzhi, who was standing outside the door, heard these unbearable slanders, his palms were icy cold, and the chill went straight to the top of his head.

He felt that if he did something that made them dissatisfied, it would be fine to target him alone. The supervisor did not do anything wrong, so why should he be slandered along with him.

"Can you think of a way to make him go away, I feel hard now just looking at him, I mean fist."

"I don't know, the related households can't pry it off."

Just when Song Yinzhi wanted to continue listening to what these people had to say, two employees came not far away, walking straight here.

Song Yinzhi quickly turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Even after escaping from that storm circle, her heart still beats fast.

He didn't even know that his colleagues hated him so much, and wanted him to pack up and leave.

Although I have long heard that the workplace is dark and complicated, especially in large companies, and intrigues occur from time to time, but it still feels creepy when it is really my turn.

However, as long as you do your own thing well, it should be... nothing will go wrong.

Song Yinzhi sat in front of the computer in fear, helping to check other people's modeling data.

Not long after, a male colleague came out of the team leader's office, then went straight to Song Yinzhi's side, and put a stack of documents in front of him with a friendly smile on his face.

"Xiao Song, thank you for your hard work. The team leader asked me to show you this document. This is the urban construction bureau's bidding plan for the cross-river bridge. The company took great pains to win the list. Here are the various data of the bridge. Check it out and take it to the project leader if there is no problem, thank you."

As he spoke, he even patted Song Yinzhi's shoulder affectionately.

Song Yinzhi looked at him hesitantly: "Well, is it too risky to give me a newcomer?"

The colleague smiled gently: "Be confident. Everyone has seen your achievements and are very satisfied with you. That's why I think it's time to give this opportunity to you, a newcomer, to check carefully."

After finishing speaking, the colleague left Song Yinzhi's desk talking and laughing with other colleagues.

Looking at the document, Song Yinzhi suddenly remembered what his colleagues said about him at the door of the smoking room in the morning.

Something doesn't always feel right.

Thinking about it, he spread out those documents, because the use of mobile phones is not allowed during working hours, so he can only scan the documents and save them in a folder on the computer for backup.

Then, he compared the government data files word by word based on the bridge simulation plan made by his colleagues.

He read just a few pages for an hour, and he really checked and understood number by number. This is not over yet, so read it again.

It took him all morning to confirm that there was no problem with the data, and then handed over the file to the project leader before get off work.

At this time, Song Yinzhi was slightly relieved.

It seems that I am too sensitive, let me just say, my colleagues dare not make fun of this kind of government project.

He took out his mobile phone from the locker, and when he was thinking about where to eat at noon——

As soon as it was turned on, the phone rang very spiritually.

The word "Feng Qi" on the screen was inexplicably like a reassurance, which made Song Yinzhi, who was always anxious, relax instantly.

So much so that when he answered the phone, his tone was full of smiles.

"what happened?"

"Have you got off work yet?" Feng Qi's hearty voice was on the other end of the phone.

"Just got off work and was about to go out for dinner."

"That's right, I'm off work too, shall we have dinner together?"

Thinking that he has been eating alone these days, and wished for someone to accompany him, Song Yinzhi agreed without hesitation: "Then I will wait for you at the door, and we will find a place to eat nearby."

"Okay, I'll go down right away."

Hearing this tone, Song Yinzhi thought that he might have to clean up, and he needed to wait for him for a while.

As a result, as soon as he left the company gate, he saw Feng Qi standing behind the parking space next to him looking down at his phone.

"Sorry, have you been waiting long?"

Feng Qi raised his head, his originally expressionless face put on a smile the moment he saw Song Yinzhi like a face changing in a Sichuan opera.

"I didn't wait long, what to eat."

"you decide."

Feng Qi thought about it seriously, and then said: "Shrimp dumplings."

When it comes to shrimp dumplings, I think of Xiao Douding, who loves picky eaters. It is difficult to coax him to eat every time, but he especially loves to eat the shrimp dumplings made by himself. His small body can hold four or five small fist-sized ones at a time. Shrimp Dumplings.

Thinking about it, Song Yinzhi himself didn't even know that he was smiling like a loving mother now.

"Do you also like eating shrimp dumplings?" Sitting in the snack bar, Song Yinzhi was extremely bored and began to find nothing to say.

Feng Qi nodded: "I was a picky eater when I was young, but I could eat four or five shrimp dumplings every time."

"You are really similar to him." Song Yinzhi couldn't help sighing.

That's what he said, but after a basket of shrimp dumplings was served, Feng Qi only tasted one as a token, and didn't move his chopsticks again.

"What's the matter, isn't it delicious?" Song Yinzhi asked in surprise.

"It's not that it's not delicious, it's just that it's far from what I've eaten before."

Song Yinzhi covered his mouth and smiled: "You are really a picky eater too."

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?The two people who are so similar in personality and hobbies obviously look alike, but Feng Qi always said that he didn't know Xiao Xueqiu at all, or was he just being supercilious.

After lunch, Feng Qi said that he had something to do and he had to take a step first, Song Yinzhi didn't think much about it, he washed his face in the bathroom, rinsed his mouth and planned to go back to the office to rest.

He took the hot coffee he just bought, and even kindly brought a cup for his colleague Xiao Liu at the next table.

It's just that as soon as I entered the office, I felt a strange atmosphere that was different from the past.

The project leader was standing in the middle of the office, talking loudly, while the heads of other colleagues were buried very low, almost buried in their pants.

Seeing Song Yinzhi, the project leader immediately hooked his fingers at him and raised his eyebrows: "Come with me to the office."

At that moment, my heart suddenly mentioned the mid-air.

Song Yinzhi glanced at the other colleagues and saw that they all bowed their heads in silence. This posture was not the same as when they were being trained.

Things seem to be... very serious.

He put down his coffee and followed into the office of the person in charge with trepidation.

As a result, as soon as he walked in, before the door had time to close, a document fell from the sky like snow and hit Song Yinzhi's face. The sharp corner of the paper was like a sharp knife, and a bloody gash was opened on Song Yinzhi's fair face.

With a "buzz" in his head, he immediately looked up and looked at the angry project leader in disbelief.

"You bastards, look what you've made!" An angry shout made Song Yinzhi's eardrums hurt.

The person in charge on the opposite side was like a mad lion, with blue veins popping out of his forehead. To be honest, Song Yinzhi was terrified. He had never seen a person so angry that he could get so angry when he grew up.

And the pile of documents on the ground is exactly the documents sent by my colleagues in the morning to check the data by myself.

"Look at the data of load-bearing materials, how much is worse! This is cutting corners, do you know? The Urban Construction Bureau is in a hurry. They returned the data as soon as they were passed on. They also asked me if I was taking human life. It's a joke!"

"What..." Song Yinzhi looked confused.

He did check it several times, and the data was fine, so why is he playing with human life?

"Do you know how many cars pass by the cross-river bridge every day?! Do you know that this kind of light stone will definitely collapse! With such a large traffic flow, how many people will die if the bridge collapses!"

In an instant, a cold air rushed across Song Yinzhi's back.

He slowly picked up the pile of documents on the ground, found out the data, and compared them——

Sure enough, as the person in charge said, these light materials are not enough to carry the huge traffic flow. If the bridge is built in this way, it will definitely collapse and many people will die.

Scary, really scary.

But the problem is...

The government survey data I am holding in my hand is not at all the data that my colleagues gave me. Although the format is exactly the same, it is obvious that many data have changed a lot.

"Let you check carefully. I saw you sitting there like a person all morning, and you finally found out this kind of thing?! Fortunately, everyone strongly recommended you, saying that you are careful and rigorous in doing things. Is this rigorous?!"

Song Yinzhi stared blankly at the document, suddenly feeling powerless to speak.

He knows that in the workplace, it doesn't matter who arranges you to do things, what matters is how well the assigned person does. Once something happens, the assigned person must take full responsibility. This is an unwritten rule.

"But, what I got this morning is not this data." But Song Yinzhi still wanted to fight for himself one last time.

It's okay to be wrong, but he doesn't want to be denied his efforts.

"By the way, I saved the scanned backup of the document my colleague gave me this morning in my computer. I can prove that what I got this morning was really not this document." Song Yinzhi was in a hurry.

"Okay, go find the backup now. If it is true, I will never condone who is behind the scenes, but if not, you will compensate for all the losses in this matter."

Hearing this, Song Yinzhi hurriedly raised his legs and ran to his computer desk. He turned on the computer with shaking hands, trying to find the file backed up in the morning.

but--

He searched the entire computer, but couldn't find the backup file——

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

On a dark and stormy night, the famous author W. Huber was flying his fingertips in front of the computer. The narrow and messy small room complemented his wretched appearance. Just as he was excitedly thinking about how to give the manuscript fee this time. When Xiaohong bought a bag or bought a bag for Xiaoai——

Doorbell rang.

"Who really knows how to pick the time." Wo Hubian complained, and then went to open the door with great reluctance.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a man with a handsome face standing outside. He had a pair of golden pupils and a half-smile expression on his face.

"You are?" Wolbert asked in surprise.

"Hi, I'm your loyal reader. I'm here to thank you very much." The other party was polite, and seemed to be holding a piece of red cloth in his hand.

Could it be that he gave himself a pennant!To thank yourself for achieving a wonderful relationship? !

Waugh Hubby rubbed his hands excitedly, just about to welcome this loyal reader in the door——

The reader suddenly opened the red cloth in his hand, and before Wo Hubiand could react, his eyes suddenly went dark!

When I woke up again, I was surrounded by an endless prairie, and a few strong lions were running towards me...

A notice board made of a broken wooden board next to it has a few lines written crookedly in various languages.

"Africa welcomes you—"

For the sake of my hard work, hand over the nutrient solution!Otherwise Africa warns.