Man's "wife" crisis

no reason!impossible!I have clearly eliminated that evil spirit, how could such a thing happen?

Han Xiaomo sat beside Yao Feifei's bed with a gloomy expression, thinking to himself, his expression became more and more terrifying and gloomy.

Han Hansheng had just comforted Yao Feifei, when he turned around, he was confused by Han Xiaomo's strange coldness.

This child...would he have such an expression?Are you scared?Or... thinking about something?

Han Hansheng suddenly felt that he couldn't see through Han Xiaomo at all. Perhaps it was as Li Fusheng said, Han Xiaomo was not an ordinary village youth, and he had been blinded by his well-behaved appearance.

Just when Han Hansheng was feeling extremely uneasy, Han Xiaomo suddenly stood up, walked to Yao Feifei's computer, and touched the screen, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of yin.

That evil spirit should not be hiding in Yao Feifei's computer, but connected to their home through something...

Han Xiaomo looked around, and suddenly pointed to the two wires on the ground and asked, "Uncle, besides the power supply, what is the other wire?"

"Network cable." Han Hansheng replied without thinking, and then he was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look at Yao Feifei, "When did you bring my network cable over!"

Yao Feifei immediately pretended not to hear, and glanced to the other side.

Han Xiaomo stepped forward, pulled out the network cable from the back of the computer, and threw it on the ground. Sure enough, the blood on the screen became increasingly faint, and finally disappeared.

All three of them took a deep breath. It seemed that the evil spirit knew how to use the network cable to find them. There are so many network communications in the city, which means it will be everywhere!

"Before the matter is over, please don't use the Internet again." Han Hansheng warned Yao Feifei, but Han Xiaomo suddenly stared at Yao Feifei's computer and stared blankly at a photo that appeared on the screen.

After the blood faded away, he noticed that Yao Feifei had opened a folder full of photos.

At this time, on a photo that the mouse clicked on, there was a couple, and the middle-aged man seemed familiar.

"What's the matter, Xiaomo?" Seeing Han Xiaomo staring at the computer, Han Hansheng couldn't help being curious, and he also leaned over to take a look, and immediately shouted, "I remember this kid! The one who just jumped off the building not long ago!"

"You mean Li Zhi?" Yao Feifei recognized the person in the photo, and immediately showed a contemptuous expression, "That's a scum with a good face! He entered the government because his wife is the daughter of a high-ranking official. Department. As a result, he didn’t know how to set an example, took care of a mistress outside, and spent his days and nights. As a result, I found out about this matter, and I went to make a headline for him! Unexpectedly, his wife immediately decided to divorce him, even the official position I couldn't hold it anymore, this kid couldn't bear the blow, so he just jumped off the roof of the building..."

"Is the person next to him his wife?" Han Xiaomo asked. From the photos, Li Zhi seemed to love his wife very much, and that kind of gentle expression couldn't be faked.

"Ma'am?" Yao Feifei smiled disdainfully again, and said, "This is the mistress he raised outside! He secretly bought a house for this woman, and this woman even gave birth to a son for him! But I don't know Why didn't the mistress use this to coerce Li Zhi to divorce his wife? Probably because he was worried that Li Zhi's wife would use some connections to bring trouble to Li Zhi's future. This pair of dogs and men are really good at planning!"

"Is this person... called Shuyun?" Han Xiaomo asked the question he was most worried about right now in a daze.

If everything was as Yao Feifei said, I'm afraid there wouldn't be so many troubles!

"Hey, how do you know? Do you know her?" Yao Feifei opened her eyes wide and looked at Han Xiaomo puzzled.

Han Xiaomo gasped and asked slowly, "She's dead, right?"

"Uh... the day after the news came out, she... committed suicide..." Yao Feifei said with a guilty conscience, her voice getting smaller and smaller, "I didn't know...it would become like this."

"Could it be that if you knew the consequences of the incident, you wouldn't write that kind of manuscript?" Han Hansheng took the opportunity to add insult to injury. He would always have a bad temper with these irresponsible reporters.

"You!" Yao Feifei glared at Han Hansheng angrily, sat aside, and said nothing more.

Han Xiaomo shook his head slightly, and sighed, "I think, maybe that ghost...is him."

"Really? How do you know?" Han Hansheng looked at his nephew suspiciously, only to see Han Xiaomo was silent for a moment, then replied blankly: "Intuition."

Intuition tells Han Xiaomo that the matter is not over yet.

Han Xiaomo didn't know how that evil spirit escaped from his "Monster Killing Formation", did he underestimate the opponent's strength?

Or behind the other party, is there any powerful character who helped him?

Han Xiaomo didn't dare to guess casually, the most urgent thing is to set up an enchantment at home to prevent the evil spirit from invading.

He walked around the room with a vermilion pen, drew all the places where the battle map should be drawn, pasted all the places where the spell should be pasted, and drove the corn into Yao Feifei's room to serve as Yao Feifei's guard.

As soon as the corn went in, Han Xiaomo heard the sound of Xiao Yinhen crying loudly because of the corn.

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. It sounds like the child is in good spirits, and he probably will recover soon.

After finishing everything, Han Xiaomo returned to Han Hansheng's room.

The room was quiet. Han Hansheng had already been lying on the bed, arranged in a large font.

Too many things happened, even Han Hansheng should feel sleepy.

Han Xiaomo smiled slightly, climbed onto the bed softly, stared at Han Hansheng's face in a daze.

Uncle's sleeping appearance is also very cute... He leaned forward, pressed a kiss on the other's lips secretly, then got into Han Hansheng's arms, hugged Han Hansheng tightly like an octopus, and maintained this sleeping sweetly.

But he fell asleep, but Han Hansheng couldn't sleep well...

Originally, he was pretending to be asleep, but now, he doesn't know how to fall asleep!

Han Xiaomo's body was very warm, hugging him tightly, passed all the heat to him, making him sweat.

He only closed his eyes tightly, counting the goats in his mind, and he didn't know how long it took before his consciousness gradually became blurred...

When he regained consciousness a little bit, he found himself standing in the grass.

It was a bunch of straw that was higher than his shoulders, and the golden ears were blown by the wind, swaying from side to side, making him unable to see clearly the vision ahead.

Only a vague figure could be seen, running towards him.

It was a young man with fluttering long hair, holding a handful of ears of wheat in his hand, his upper body was naked|naked, and his lower body was covered with wild animal leather, giving him a wild appearance.

The boy seemed to be yelling something at him, but Han Hansheng couldn't hear him clearly, until the boy ran up to him, and threw himself into his arms with a smile...

At the moment when he embraced the young man's body, Han Hansheng's mind suddenly sounded the chanting of the monks in the temple, like a Sanskrit sound, which made his scalp numb, as if to stop him from continuing to think.

However, even so, I still felt a strange feeling in my heart.

He suddenly realized that he... once loved this young man deeply!

……

"uncle!"

Early the next morning, Han Xiaomo shook Han Hansheng's body vigorously.

Seeing that it was past the time to get up, Han Hansheng still didn't move, so Han Xiaomo had to use [-]% to [-]% of his strength to push Han Hansheng who was sleeping like a dead pig.

Han Hansheng looked tired, as if he hadn't slept well all night, Han Xiaomo couldn't help but wonder if he was uncomfortable because he hugged Han Hansheng last night?But if he was uncomfortable, why didn't Han Hansheng push himself away?

"Uncle, wake up, we're going to be late!" Seeing that Han Hansheng seemed to have opened his eyes a little, Han Xiaomo hurriedly shouted in his ear, "Get up, Uncle!"

"Hmm..." Han Hansheng responded, then sat up slowly, covered his eyes, rubbed and rubbed, looking sluggish.

"Uncle? Are you okay?" Han Xiaomo was a little worried, and put his hand on Han Hansheng's forehead, but he didn't realize that the other party was warm.

"You..." Han Hansheng's voice was a little hoarse. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Xiaomo, with a surprised light in his eyes, "It's you!"

"What?" Han Xiaomo was confused, but Han Hansheng suddenly grabbed his hand and dragged him into his arms, "Yuqing..."

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"Yuqing! Yuqing!" Han Hansheng was a little excited, hugging Han Xiaomo tightly, and shouting that strange name.

Han Xiaomo felt more and more weird, but he didn't dare to move casually, so he could only quietly wait for Han Hansheng to calm down.

Although...he really hoped that Han Hansheng could hold on to him like this forever.

Han Hansheng leaned on Han Xiaomo's shoulder slowly, and didn't say anything more for a long time. Only then did Han Xiaomo heave a sigh of relief, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle? What's wrong with you?"

No one paid attention to him, and Han Hansheng didn't move. It was only when Han Xiaomo pulled his body away from his shoulders that Han Hansheng fell asleep again!

"Uncle..." Han Xiaomo called helplessly, unable not to care...

What is that jade green?