Shangxian opens the door to receive express delivery

In the bathroom, Qing Jue was struggling to scrub the sheets and clothes in the basin with her little butt pouted, while the innocent washing machine stood there quietly, without saying a word.

"Wash up quickly." Defending the crown leaned against the wall, gnawed on the pancake fruit, and gesticulated.

Qing Jue accelerated the movements in his hands.

"Haven't you eaten? Use some strength!" Wei Mian curled his mouth, "When will you finish washing if you go on like this!"

Qing Jue gritted his teeth and rubbed vigorously.

The defending champion was upset again: "It's too hard, be gentle, if it breaks, do you have money to buy it?"

Qing Jue gritted her teeth and relaxed her movements a little.

"Well, you're very talented." Defending the title was finally satisfied, and the corners of his mouth became wider, "From now on, you'll still wash like this when you wet the bed."

Qing Jue dropped the sheet in his hand with a "snap", stood up and glared at the defending champion: "I won't wet the bed anymore!"

"Really?" Wei Mian innocently took a bite of the pancake fruit, looked at Qing Jue who was naked and undressed, and lightly said, "Then you go for it."

Qing Jue didn't say a word, she squatted down with her lips pursed, continued to pout her buttocks and started scrubbing seriously.

"After washing the sheets and clothes, you need to take the mattress out to dry in the sun, otherwise it will stink." Wei Mian laughed, took another bite of the pancake fruit, and sighed deliberately, "It smells so good."

"Grumpy"

Qing Jue's stomach couldn't help but growl.

very hungry.

He secretly took a look at Wei Mian, at this time Wei Mian's image in his mind had become a big devil, the other party was eating and looking at him with a smile, it really made him itch with hatred.

"Do you want to eat it?" She shook the pancake fruit in her hand.

Qing Jue nodded.

"It's really a good idea." Wei Mian cut his head, turned his head and left.

Qingjue: "..."

"What's the big deal!" Qing Jue yelled angrily, "When I recover my mana, I'll buy all the pancakes and fruits downstairs and won't let you eat them!"

Wei Mian sat on the sofa shaking his legs and ignored him at all.

After a while, Qing Jue came out slowly.

"Done the washing?" Wei Mian squinted at him.

Qingjue: "I'm hungry."

Defending the title: "No food until after washing."

Qingjue: "I am the Shangxian."

Defending title: "Shangxian who wets the bed."

Qingjue: "...I am Qingjue Xianzun!"

Defending title: "The fairy who wets the bed."

Qing Jue felt a little itchy nose: "Don't mention the matter of this deity's bed-wetting!"

Defending took a step back: "Then have you finished washing?"

Qing Jue said angrily, "Too many, I can't finish washing them!"

Defending his chin, he looked at Qingjue carefully: "My noble Qingjue Immortal Venerable, I am not the one who wets the bed."

Qingjue had no choice but to turn around and wash the sheets with tears in her eyes.

"Ha Qiu! Ha Qiu!" Qing Jue shivered while washing clothes.

As Qingjue Immortal Venerable, I have always been an existence that crushes other immortals in the fairy world. I never thought that once I became a mortal, I would wash clothes here!

It was something he had never thought about before.

Suddenly his cold body warmed up, Qingjue turned his head to see, it turned out that Wei Mian found a piece of clothing and put it on his body.

"Be careful, don't catch a cold." Wei Mian said softly, "You are a mortal now, no more than before, you still need to pay more attention to your body."

For some reason, Qingjue's heart warmed up.

After practicing for so many years, it seems that no one has ever treated him like this.

"Don't wash your clothes either." Wei Mian squatted down and wiped Qing Jue's foamy hands, "There is a washing machine."

Qing Jue looked at him blankly.

Defending put the sheets and clothes into the washing machine, pressed the button, and the washing machine started humming immediately.

Seeing Qing Jue's messed up expression, Wei Mian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, ready to receive the other party's unreserved thanks.

"Since the washing machine can be washed, why do you have to condescend to wash your clothes?" Qing Jue said with a straight face, "Did you do it on purpose?"

The defending champion was surprised: "Should I congratulate you for finally finding out?"

Qing Jue was even more surprised: "What? You did it on purpose?!"

Defending: "..."

Defending said: "You should change your clothes first."

Qing Jue looked at the coat on his body, the large coat almost covered his whole body, and he knew at a glance that it was the clothes of the defending champion: "I have no clothes."

Defending pointed to the bedroom: "I just went down and bought some for you, you can try it."

Qingjue ran into the bedroom with his calf thumping. Although he hadn't worn modern clothes, but fortunately he was not stupid, so he put them on after a little research.

"Well, not bad." Wei Mian touched his chin, very satisfied with his eyes.

According to Qingjue's habit, Wei Mian prepared a green coat for him, and a white scarf around his neck. Under the exquisite appearance, this ordinary dress is as handsome and cute as a child star.It's just that Qingjue's waist-length hair was tied up on the top by a green hairpin, which looked nondescript, and the child's face was not opened, so even if he went out, some people would believe that he was a girl.

"Do you want to trim your hair, like mine?" Wei Wei pointed to his broken hair.

"Do you have to cut it?" Qing Jue asked.

In fact, it really doesn’t matter whether you cut your hair or not. The defending champion doesn’t insist on this issue. I looked at the time, and it’s already past nine o’clock in the evening: “Let’s go down to eat first, and then go to the underworld when the vagina is wide open in the evening. .”

Qing Jue nodded, the two packed up, took their wallets and went downstairs.

Big cities never have night.

Warm-colored street lights, colorful neon lights, and white incandescent lights dispel the twilight, and the deafening music drives the enthusiasm of the square dancers.

Wei Mian pulled Qing Jue who was curiously looking at the square dancing aunt, walked a few steps forward, and sat down on the chair at the roadside stall.

"The lamb kidney is good! The lamb kidney is wonderful! Do you know the efficacy of the lamb kidney..."

The boss is playing music, trying to share the country with the square dancing aunt.

"Boss!" Wei Mian waved to the boss who was grilling skewers.

"The lamb's kidney is beautiful! The lamb's kidney is jumping! You can't expect to eat the lamb's kidney..."

The music was so loud that the boss didn't seem to hear it.

"Boss!" Defending patted the table trying to get the other party's attention, "Boss!"

The boss heard it now, and raised his head to look this way.

It was a very handsome face. At first glance, it was suffocatingly beautiful, but after looking at it for a long time, it felt very comfortable, and there was a kind of gentleness like water between the brows and eyes.

"The lamb's kidney is fragrant! The lamb's kidney is strong! The lamb's kidney repairs your injuries..."

"What! What are you talking about! Louder! I can't hear you!" As soon as the boss opened his mouth, he immediately turned into a style tearer.

"The lamb kidneys are cool! The lamb kidneys are crazy! The lamb kidneys will tear you apart all night..."

"What? You want lamb kidneys? Ten more skewers?! Okay, no problem!" The boss lowered his head and began to roast the lamb kidneys.

Defending: "..."

"I don't want lamb kidneys!" Wei Mian shouted across several tables, "I want grilled crabs! Ten!"

"It's a man's hard work to mend the sheep's kidneys! Mending the sheep's kidneys makes women happier..."

"What, add to fifteen?! No problem!" The boss lowered his head and added another five skewers.

"Oh!"

The world is quiet.

Wei Mian was taken aback for a moment, thinking of something, he turned his head stiffly and looked aside.

"I have been upset with you for a long time." Qing Jue brushed the hem of his clothes in satisfaction, turned and returned to Wei Mian's side.

Behind him, the two small speakers had been smashed to pieces by him with a chair, and they were lying there boneless, dead on the street.

"You pay for my speaker!" Ao Chun was furious, and the bamboo stick in his hand was pressed against defending champion's neck, "Otherwise I will let you explain here today!"

Defending the crown wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Well, Chun, calm down, children are not sensible..."

"Not sensible?" Ao Chun sneered, "It's okay, I'm not sensible either, let's all be ignorant together."

"This. We are here for dinner and to take care of your business, so don't get angry..." Wei Mian laughed along with him.

"Eat! I'll send you to bed now!" Ao Chun angrily raised the table and threw it on the heads of the two.

"The Eighth Prince, please spare me!" Wei Mian and Qing Jue ran away with their heads in their arms.

The place was a mess.

After a long time, Ao Chun finally calmed down, Wei Mian and Qing Jue dared to sit down.

Qing Jue knew that he had done something wrong, so he ate the lamb kidney with his head down, not daring to say a word.

"Chun." Wei Mian pondered how he should speak.

Ao Chun rolled a string: "Say."

"Do you have any brothers or sisters who are dying?"

"Ahem..." Qing Jue choked.

Ao Chun suddenly became furious again, and almost pinched Wei Mian: "Can you speak, and if you can't speak, let's fight!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Wei Mian hurriedly begged for mercy, "I shouldn't have said that."

Ao Chun snorted.

"Boss..." A couple who seemed to be visiting the night market stopped here, "Give us thirty kebabs."

Ao Chun didn't turn her head back: "Get out, I don't serve lovers."

Couple: "...you are sick."

"You don't go to work, what are you doing here?" Ao Chun squinted his eyes.

"Bring the children to eat." Wei Mian pointed to Qing Jue beside him.

"Eh?" Ao Chun glanced at Qing Jue, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "It seems familiar..."

Qing Jue froze while eating.

"You have a lot of things to do every day, maybe you have met at some time." The defending champion laughed.

"No..." Ao Chun glanced over Qing Jue's face several times again, and then fixed on the bright red beauty spot on the center of his brow.

Wei Mian and Qing Jue's hearts gradually became tense.

"Damn it, are you kidding me?" Ao Chun's eyes widened, "You can handle such a small child, you are so perverted, no, I'm going to beat you!"

Defending: "..."

"Look clearly, he's a boy!"

"Hey...you're even dirtier."

Defending refused to speak to him.

After Qing Jue had eaten, it was almost midnight, Wei Mian took him away from Ao Chun's roadside stall, and walked to a small alley not far away.

This is a gloomy long alley, narrow and long, with no end in sight at a glance, and no light can shine in.

But when the midnight arrived, a gate of the underworld suddenly appeared at the end of the long alley, which was invisible to ordinary people.

The time has come.

The gate of the underworld also opened.

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