Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

Ming Qian, who has been carrying loans since he was an adult, is sitting on the single sofa in the living room with a numb head, holding a cup of cold tea in his hand, and the incandescent lamp coldly illuminates the room. The fox on the opposite side looked even more icy and handsome.

"Is this your fiancée?" Ming Qian put the jade plaque on the table, not daring to believe it, "Are all of you beasts picking wives so casually?"

Ming Qian: "Then if it's a dog who picked up this jade token..."

You Jun stared at Ming Qian, his eyes were burning, and he said angrily: "Do you think that the Yuanming Jade Card can be picked up casually? Only the person who is destined by the deity can get it."

Ming Qian: "...Oh."

"I don't know what's wrong with the way of heaven." Youjun sneered, "I told you to pick it up."

Ming Qian retorted: "Yeah, I am a handsome guy who has never been seen before or since, no matter what, he should match me with a soft and cute vixen girl instead of a self-righteous male fox."

Youjun was furious: "You think this deity is willing?!"

Ming Qian also said angrily: "Am I willing?! I'm a straight man! A straight man!"

You Jun snorted: "Superficial."

One person and one fox looked at each other with disgust, and the room was filled with embarrassment like fascination.

You Jun felt that the human race was really narrow and superficial, and it actually depends on gender.

Ming Qian felt that a vixen really has no morals, and doesn't even care about gender.

And if this is a vixen girl, this terrible character can be praised as arrogant, but a male fox is arrogant and crazy.

"Forget it." Ming Qian stood up abruptly, "I'm going to sleep, what do you like to do."

He has to go to work tomorrow!

He didn't care about anything else, the big deal was that the male fox suffocated him with a pillow at night, anyway, he was going to sleep now.

Ming Qian walked towards the master bedroom. There is a bathroom in the master bedroom, and he usually doesn't use the outside bath very much.

He had just walked to the door of the bedroom when he suddenly felt something was wrong, and when he turned his head, he found You Jun was behind him.

Ming Qian's eyes widened—is the male fox so tall?

He is 1.8 meters two, and the male fox is half a head taller than him.

It has to be 1.9 meters, right?

"Why are you following me?" Ming Qian was overly frightened, and now he was too tired to speak.

Youjun looked at Mingqian's room—there were a few coats on the bed, the quilt was not folded, a few pairs of pants were hanging on the chair, and a pile of books on the bay window. It wasn't neat or dirty, but it looked No matter how you look at it, you don't like it in You Jun's eyes.

"You are my wife." You Jun folded his arms around his chest, raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly, "If I don't sleep, who will you sleep with?"

Ming Qian's eyes widened, his expression was ugly as if he had eaten shit, and every inch of his body was filled with resistance. He couldn't bear it anymore and said: "I don't care what you are, this is my home, my territory, and I have never violated it. Laws and regulations, I haven't offended any heaven, I live frankly, I am a perfect social animal except I have no money."

"And I like women! Women!"

"Do women understand?"

Youjun looked at Mingqian.

Those silver eyes glistened under the light.

Ming Qian, who was desperate to protect his chastity just now, suddenly lost his voice.

He couldn't say anything under the gaze of such eyes.

Youjun sneered: "You think this deity wants to sleep with you? You don't even look in the mirror."

"You'll never get a good night's sleep if you're not in the same bed."

Ming Qian was dumbfounded: "What do you mean? This is about buying and selling by force? What era is it? Nowadays, free love is emphasized. Even if I am really gay, I still have the right to say no to the same sex!"

Youjun said coldly: "Don't beg me when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, You Jun walked back to the living room, sat on the sofa, folded his arms around his chest and closed his eyes to rest his mind, and stayed at Ming Qian's bedroom door aggrieved.

—He just jumped out of the window!Bury your head in the toilet and drown!He would never beg this male fox to sleep with him!

Ming Qian walked into the bathroom, he took a quick battle shower, his mind was in a mess, when he came out of the bathroom, he didn't even remember what he just said to the male fox.

He even suspected that everything just now was his imagination.

Maybe he didn't want to go crazy because he didn't want to work hard. Although he didn't imagine a rich woman who fell from the sky, it seemed normal to imagine a male fox with a bride price...?

Ming Qian lay on the bed in a daze, not even knowing that he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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The morning light unfolded slowly, as if the curtain had been drawn back by someone, the first ray of sunlight in the morning fell and sprinkled on Ming Qian's face.

Ming Qian turned over, threw the pillow in his arms on the ground, and fell asleep in a big shape.

It wasn't until the alarm clock rang that Ming Qian rubbed his eyes and sat up. He stepped on the ground with bare feet, and was about to go to the living room to get a glass of water before coming back to wash up. His aching mind had only one thought—find a job!

Use the time in the morning to submit your resume. In the afternoon, I will go to the agency to put up the shop again. By the way, I will go to the shop to have a look and ask Uncle Li when he can move all the things.

Ming Qian walked out in a daze, still holding the phone in his hand, and went to the living room to pour water from the kettle.

In order to save money, the water dispenser at home has become a decoration. He uses an electric kettle to boil tap water for drinking water. There is no harm except for scale.

Even in the midsummer season, the air conditioner was never used at home.

He obviously has a house and a shop, but Ming Qian feels that his life is not as good as that of a working party who rents a house—at least he doesn’t have to repay the loan, and just renting a single room is enough. Join in to buy vegetables and cook.

Ming Qian walked to the window with a water glass in his hand, sipping warm water in small sips, watching the office workers rushing to work outside.

He was one of these people yesterday, complaining that the subway was too crowded, and at the same time trying to squeeze it up.

"Look at what?" Suddenly someone asked coldly.

Ming Qian sighed in ecstasy, and lamented: "Sometimes, I want to let go of everything and wander. I also yearn for poetry and distant places. Now I only have loans and living."

"Forgiveness? Who are you struggling with?"

Ming Qian: "You care about so much..."

Ming Qian's whole body stiffened suddenly, and he turned around with difficulty like a puppet, then looked up at You Jun standing behind him.

You Jun looked Mingqian up and down, last night he was too busy explaining the cause and effect to his fiancée, but he didn't look at him carefully, looking at it now, he felt that he was worthy of him in terms of appearance.

Ming Qian is 1.8 meters tall, but he doesn't look rough at all. His body proportions are too good, with long legs and narrow waist.

He has clear and bright eyes, even if he sighs, there is no haze in his eyes.

With a slightly straight nose bridge, lips that are neither thin nor thick, and no blemishes on his face, he should be praised as a handsome guy wherever he puts it.

At first glance, it will only look good, but the more you look at it, the more attractive it will be.

You Jun even felt that even if he was old, he should be a good-looking old man.

Then Youjun's expression was a little ugly when he was shocked by his own imagination.

"No matter who you have been in trouble with, since you have this deity, you should forget about it!" You Jun folded his arms around his chest, with a cold demeanor and contempt in his eyes.

Ming Qian: "... just let it go..."

Did he just say that he was just messing around?

Youjun snorted coldly: "It's your luck in three lifetimes to be married to this deity."

Ming Qian really wanted to roll his eyes, but he was not proficient in business, he looked at the ceiling a few times and gave up on himself: "Yes yes yes, I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth. "

After washing up in a daze, Ming Qian took a deep breath, stretched for a long time, and then made up his mind that as long as the male fox didn't kill him, he would come to cover it up with soldiers. So many comic novels are not in vain. Look, maybe he is about to start a new life and reach the pinnacle of his life!

"Have breakfast?" Ming Qian changed into jeans and white short sleeves, with a smile on his face.

His smile is hearty and generous, just like the sun.

Youjun opened his lips lightly: "Is there any food in the world that can be eaten?"

Ming Qian: "... I like to eat or not."

Ming Qian always eats at home, and the steamed stuffed buns outside now cost two yuan each, and they are still small, and the big ones cost two and a half yuan.

In order to save money, Ming Qian followed the tutorials on the Internet, bought flour and minced meat stuffing to make buns, made them frozen, and steamed them when he wanted to eat them.

He took out the steamer, steamed four buns, and then took out soy milk powder, ready to add soy milk after the buns were steamed.

Four of the steamed buns he made himself were enough, not the steamed buns sold outside.

Ming Qian went back to the sofa and sat down, took his mobile phone and began to submit his resume, pretending that Youjun didn't exist.

Now that there are many scam companies, Ming Qian has already developed a sharp eye, and he can tell whether he can vote by just looking at the company's name.

Ming Qian had just submitted a few resumes, and there was already news—three insurance companies had kindly invited him to sell insurance.

However, the company he is investing in has not heard back, and it may take a few days to receive the email.

Youjun sat on the single sofa, looking at Mingqian indifferently.

Ming Qian looked up at You Jun, and his mood has calmed down a lot. Since he can't drive You Jun away, he can only negotiate with him, and reluctantly pretend that he has an extra tenant who doesn't pay rent: "What did you do last night? You lied to me by saying that I can't sleep unless I sleep with you at night? I slept soundly last night. "

You Jun: "It's just because the contract has not been completed, you look at your chest now."

Ming Qian subconsciously lifted up his short sleeves, revealing his flat stomach and chest, and suddenly there was a tattoo on his chest.

The color turned out to be silver?

Ming Qian was dumbfounded.

Although he has never studied painting, he also knows that gold and silver are colors caused by materials. To make these two colors in painting, he either relies on gradients or mixes gold powder and silver powder into the paint.

But no one should be so cowhide, add gold powder and silver powder to the ink of the tattoo, right?

No, that's not the point.

Ming Qian stared intently at the pattern on his chest—it was a head!

A fox head!

Ming Qian looked at You Jun.

God missed me! !

Not only did they not let me get rich, they even forced me to be gay!

The author has something to say:

Youjun: "Hehe."