The demon king wants to hug me

After staring at the person in the mirror for a long time, Wu Zhiyin withdrew from the shock that had penetrated into the novel, put his hands on the washstand, and lowered his head...

When a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, his parents will surely faint from crying.

I can no longer hear my mother asking him to wear long johns, and I can no longer eat the braised pork that my father is good at.He got up early to go to work this morning and didn't make the quilt, anyway, his parents would always make it for him.At night, wait for him to come home from get off work and attack him together, "You are too lazy, how can you marry a wife..."

There is also a sister and brother-in-law who want to introduce him to a girlfriend with all their heart, but unfortunately they never have time to meet.My brother-in-law doesn't know, but my sister will definitely cry too. She can cry through a pack of napkins after watching a Korean drama... I was always laughed at by Wu Zhiyin, old girl.

He is always so busy, with endless overtime classes, endless surgeries, and his family waiting for him every night. He promised his parents to travel abroad together, and it dragged on year after year. He didn't even get a passport. .....

After lowering his head and thinking for a long time, Wu Zhiyin turned around and went in, unscrewing the shower.Standing in the water curtain of "Ziz", he closed his sore eyes and raised his head, being drenched head and face by the water...

This bath took a very long time. After the bath, Wu Zhiyin grabbed a bath towel to wrap herself up, wandered upstairs and downstairs for about 20 minutes, and felt the small courtyard clearly.

The two-storey old bungalows are made of clear red bricks, and the windows decorated with colorful shells look like peacocks opening their screens. The doors and stairs are all made of high-quality mahogany, and the paint is mottled and peeling off, making it look a bit worn out.Wan Yaoyao lives on the first floor, and Li Xin lives on the second floor.

On the side facing the street, there is a small facade of about 40 square meters. Inside, there are three pine wood round tables against the wall, selling coffee and cakes, and occasionally making simple meals.

Li Xin is one of the most famous pastry chefs in this city, and also one of the most Buddhist ones. It seems that he has no intention of making money. There is no fixed variety in the store. close the door.

Because enough time should be allowed for Qin Shen to make osmanthus cake.

"Li Xin is quite stupid." Wu Zhiyin muttered.

He lay flat on the bed, with his arm resting on the back of his head, after thinking for a while, he pulled his arm out again, and pressed his fingers on the back of his head and the cervical spine. It was soft and hard, and it was intact. Wu Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting his elbows back and raising Erlang's legs, Wu Zhiyin stared at his smooth calves, ankles that could be grasped, and silky heels, and sighed again, this is the beauty.

This pair of skins is good-looking, but it doesn't match me.

Wu Zhiyin's original handsomeness is completely different from Li Xin's.He practiced taekwondo since he was a child, and he was a national first-class athlete in high school. He is a ninth-dan taekwondo. He is tall and has long legs.

If you have to find something in common between two people, maybe there is only that little white and pointed canine tooth that will be revealed when you smile.

Because I sprained my foot in an international competition, the follow-up treatment did not keep up, so I had to retire and go to cultural classes.

The suffering of starting cultural classes in the second year of high school is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.He sleeps up to 4 hours a day, and he has really done it before. He keeps a compass by his hand for a long time, and pokes the back of his hand when he falls asleep.

When Wu Zhiyin filled out his college entrance examination scores, he didn't look at anything else but the column with the longest schooling period.He filled in the eight-year combined undergraduate, master, and doctoral studies in one go. He felt that only in this way could he be worthy of the hardships of his previous two years of study.

Unexpectedly, the original choice was still wrong, which cost him his life.

Wu Zhiyin turned his head, and the silver-white moonlight shone through the cracks in the curtains, cutting the solid wood floor by the wall into irregular patches of light.

The wind lifted the corner of the curtain, Wu Zhiyin raised his neck and glanced out of the window.

Wan Yaoyao still stayed at the original place, the osmanthus hill has become a flat ground, and there is a layer of osmanthus cores piled up on the porcelain plate.

So Li Xin is stupid, he lived under the same roof with Wan Yaoyao for 18 years, and he didn't know that he was a demon who knew sorcery until he died.

Li Xin in the book doesn't know that Wan Yaoyao is a demon, but Wu Zhiyin does.Wan Yaoyao's real body is Dangkang, a chubby four-legged beast who knows a little bit of common magic tricks such as transfiguration and deformation, and can bring auspiciousness to those around him.

"Since Wan Yaoyao can bring auspiciousness, how could Li Xin die by his side? This is too unreasonable." Wu Zhiyin frowned as he looked at Wan Yaoyao's wide, thick and round back,

The last bit of sweet-scented osmanthus is finished.Wan Yaoyao raised her stubby orchid finger, flicked it in the air, the petals and cores separated automatically, the cores flew into the porcelain plate, and the petals scattered in mid-air.

Wan Yaoyao clapped her hands clean twice, stood up staggeringly, then bent down to pick up the plate with difficulty, turned around and walked towards the small building.

When walking halfway, Wan Yaoyao raised her head and glanced at Wu Zhiyin's window, the moonlight came down from behind him, making Wan Yaoyao's entire face dim.

Unable to see the expression on Wan Yaoyao's face, Wu Zhiyin lay down again.No matter what, he has to live.

He only knows a little about the world in the book, and there are many things he doesn't know, which he is particularly interested in.

Especially the aloof Qin Shen, who was indifferent and ruthless, and dismissed Li Xin's humble flattery.

Wu Zhiyin usually hates this kind of person the most, no, he can't be called a human, he should be called a monster.Hypocrisy, hypocrisy, not even the most basic courtesy and respect for others for the sake of the ice mountain monster design, what's the big deal, it's very enjoyable to get a BE ending in the end.

How did it lose its BE?Wu Zhiyin's novel was too rough to remember, but this time I can read it with my own eyes.

After thinking about the plot of the novel over and over for a while, I really couldn't extract any effective information.

Wu Zhiyin massaged his temples, threw the phone on the bedside table, then stretched out his feet to pick up the quilt, stood up with both legs, shook the quilt away with his legs, wrapped himself from head to toe, and fell asleep for a dark night... ..

"Be careful, be careful, be careful..." The hurried shout sounded in my ears.

Wu Zhiyin opened his eyes abruptly, the sky was already bright.The next second, he felt the bed under him start to shake, as if it was going to bounce him away.He gasped in horror, "Earthquake? Did Li Xin die because of the earthquake?" He jumped out of bed and ran out with his legs.

He didn't even take a step, but was grabbed by the collar of his back shirt, "Xiao Xin, why are you running? Are you having a nightmare?"

"Eh?" Wu Zhiyin danced and danced, but failed to break free, unexpectedly, the fat old man had strong hands.Looking around, it was quiet and peaceful, with the scent of flowers wafting in from the window, "Ah--" Wu Zhiyin covered his nose.

"Uncle, what are you yelling so carefully? I thought there was an earthquake." Wu Zhiyin turned around and went to the bedside table to wipe his nose with two tissues.

"I don't call you Xiao Xin, why call you?" Wan Yaoyao glared at him, "Are you fainted by sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Before Wu Zhiyin could answer, Wan Yaoyao twisted her neck, raised her head and said, "Also, what did you just say? What earthquake? I just sat by your bed..."

"Oh," Wu Zhiyin blinked, scanned Wan Yaoyao up and down, and shook his head helplessly, "Uncle, you want to lose weight. You... height 170, weight 170, right? Standard obesity, plus you are so Older age, high blood pressure, high blood fat and high blood sugar, did the three highs not run away?"

"Nonsense, how can I be so heavy? I only have 168 catties, okay?" Wan Yaoyao patted her bulging belly.

"Do you get dizzy easily on cloudy and rainy days? Do you often have chest tightness and shortness of breath?" Wu Zhiyin asked.

"That...you don't care about me." Wan Yaoyao resolutely refused to answer, "I don't take medicine, and I am dependent on taking medicine. I have to remember to take it every day. I'm in trouble."

Wu Zhiyin raised his brows, knowing that many old people are like this.

"I'm going to brush my teeth and wash up first, and then I'll study how to match your height and weight." Wu Zhiyin walked into the bathroom while doing chest expansion exercises.

"Hey, don't do this, I don't take medicine anyway." Wan Yaoyao stared at Wu Zhiyin's back.

The child's walking posture today looks weird, casual and arrogant, it is so different from the delicate and weak in the past.He also started to care about his body. It turned out that the silly boy had someone else in his heart besides Qin Shen.

His own tone was also wrong, how dare he speak to Li Xin with such a loud voice before, wouldn't that blow him away?

Wan Yaoyao scratched her head, and suddenly remembered something important, "Xiao Xin, when are you going to deliver Qin Shen's sweet-scented osmanthus cake? You got up so late today... Also, the shop won't be open today Already? There are customers waiting at the door..." While talking, he ran in hastily.

"Ouch!" The two bumped into each other in the aisle, Wan Yaoyao grinned and touched her forehead, Wu Zhiyin held her chest, her body was still a bit weak, and she was hurt by Wan Yaoyao who was a head shorter than her up.

"So fast today?" Wan Yaoyao wondered, "Did you brush your teeth and wash your face?"

"Ah? It's just for wiping your face, it's not embroidery. I think 5 minutes is too much." Wu Zhiyin shook his head, shaking off the water droplets on the ends of his hair.

"Then you used to embroider, didn't you?" Wan Yaoyao whispered.

"What?" Wu Zhiyin puffed up his cheeks, and with a twist of his lips, he blew on the wet hair hanging on his forehead.

Wan Yaoyao glanced at him, "It's nothing. I remind you that it's getting late, it's time to send the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Wu Zhiyin simply lifted up his wet bangs. Li Xin's hairstyle was very elegant, with bangs fluffed on his forehead, making his fair little face even more delicate.

But Wu Zhiyin is not used to this kind of hairstyle, since he was a child, he has been shattered, exposing his entire smooth forehead.Now the bangs are soaked in water, strung up one by one, not getting in the way, and he has the idea of ​​putting on a skyrocket.

"I haven't had breakfast yet, I'm so hungry." Wu Zhiyin said.

"When did you send osmanthus cake to Qin Shen before you have time to eat?"

"Huh? Don't you eat? It's not good for your stomach." Wu Zhiyin was very serious, "Especially breakfast, you must eat it. If you don't eat breakfast, you will grow old quickly."

Wan Yaoyao: ...Then what do you want to eat?

"What's there to eat? There are some for sale on the street, I'll go out and take a look."

"It's already noon now, there's no breakfast, you can have lunch." Wan Yaoyao said, "I've already made it, come downstairs to eat, I'll prepare the sweet-scented osmanthus cake for you." After finishing speaking, she turned and went downstairs .

Wu Zhiyin patted his forehead, and overslept uncontrollably.He deftly opened the closet and was about to find two clothes to change when he suddenly stopped.

This is the wardrobe that was left unopened last night.

The closet is neatly hung with ancient costumes. Women’s styles are mostly light blue, light blue, light yellow, and light pink in gentle colors. They are all made of pure silk and cotton, as thin as a cicada’s wings, and the skirts are flowing. Very graceful.

At Wu Zhiyin's place, all clothes of this type are classified by skirts. He clicked his tongue softly, "So many skirts? Do you want to keep them or wear them?"

He bent down and opened the drawer in the closet, planning to find two T-shirts and sweaters to wear.The drawer was opened, and a drawer was full of hairpin bracelets, gold and silver inlaid with precious stones and jadeite, all of which were more exquisite than the same.

Wu Zhiyin closed this drawer without interest, and continued to open the bottom one. There was a drawer of wigs, all black, with all kinds of weird buns, and black long straight.

It's not written in the novel that Li Xin likes these things?Did I miss it again?Wu Zhiyin straightened up, and closed the drawer smoothly.

After groping around, I finally found the correct wardrobe, changed into sweatpants, T-shirt and sweater, reached out and grabbed my bangs, and went downstairs.

The first thing I do when I go downstairs is to run to the waiting customers and tell them not to wait, and the store is closed today.

But Wu Zhiyin was confused by the attitude of the customers, as if they were bothering the boss, they said politely, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, you're busy, we'll come back tomorrow."

"The store will also be closed tomorrow." Wu Zhiyin tentatively said.

"Okay, you can close it if you want, and you can close it for as long as you want." The customers were confused, "Let's come back the day after tomorrow? Don't bother you?"

Wu Zhiyin:? ? ?Or come back next week.

After lunch, Wan Yaoyao went into the kitchen and brought a pure white cube insulation bag, put it on the dining table, "Osmanthus cake, send it over." Then she started to pack the dishes with her head down.

"Oh," Wu Zhiyin stood up, picked up two plates of leftovers and walked towards the kitchen, "I'll go after washing the dishes." Immediately, Dr. Wu got up on his body, "Why should I deliver it? Please ask a delivery guy to deliver it. "

Wan Yaoyao's eyes widened, she hadn't recovered from the shock of Li Xin taking the initiative to wash the dishes, and she heard Li Xin say that she wanted to find a delivery guy to deliver osmanthus cake to Qin Shen.

"Forget it, I'll deliver it today, remember to find the delivery guy next time." Wu Zhiyin's curiosity to watch the hero gain the upper hand.

"Do you know how to wash dishes?" Wan Yaoyao asked Wu Zhiyin, shaking her head and putting all the leftover dishes and chopsticks on the table into the sink.

It seems that Li Xin is quite pampered at home.

Wu Zhiyin rolled up his sleeves, turned on the faucet, and smiled, "Uncle, from now on, you cook and I wash the dishes. There is a clear division of labor."

"Okay, okay." Wan Yaoyao said cheerfully, her eyes narrowed.

"How about uncle, you can perform a magic trick and let me rest." Wu Zhiyin pressed a little dish soap, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Huh?" The smile on Wan Yaoyao's face froze, "Are you kidding me, Xiao Xin."

Wu Zhiyin turned off the tap, wiped the bowl with a dish towel, "What joke? Where am I kidding?"

"What are you talking about..." Wan Yaoyao fooled around.

Wu Zhiyin turned on the tap again, turned around, rinsed the bowl in his hand, and put it on the drainer, "Where do you send the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"Tsk, what's the matter with you today, Xiao Xin? Of course it was sent to Qin Shen."

"I know, Qin Shen's sweet-scented osmanthus cake," Wu Zhiyin picked up another bowl, "but where is Qin Shen?"

Wan Yaoyao: ...

Half an hour later, Wu Zhiyin stood in front of the headquarters building of Dashen Energy Group. There are 88 buildings in the 4-storey complex, glowing luxurious golden light under the sun.

Wu Zhiyin stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, looked up at the thick lightning rod on the roof, and sighed from the bottom of his heart, the only 20-year-old general manager of an energy group in the country dared to write like this only in novels.

Before he finished sighing, a tall figure stopped beside him.

"Meow—" came the voice of a delicate milk cat.

Wu Zhiyin turned his head away, raised his eyebrows and laughed.

The man standing beside him was tall and straight, with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, the brown eyes seemed to be tempered with the coldest and purest ice in the world, and the thin lips were tightly pursed like a peach blossom in secret.

Even if this person is silent in the darkest corner, he is definitely the most dazzling one, as if he wants to light up the whole world, it is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words, he really deserves to be the hero.

Wu Zhiyin squinted his eyes as if his eyes were dazzled for a while, then looked down at the fair skin on his arms, and then turned his head to look at Qin Shen's side face.

Both of them are white, but unlike Wu Zhiyin's warm white with a pink glow, Qin Shen's white has a cold glow, repelling people thousands of miles away.

"Meow -" came again.

Wu Zhiyin turned to face Qin Shen, blinking his eyes like a little moon, "Did I remember wrongly? The real body of Demon King Qin Shen is a kitten??"

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