my lover is not human

Probably aware of something, Yin Zun didn't ask again, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about something.

He took out his mobile phone and left the store, looking around consciously, there were posters about Yan Nuo posted everywhere on the street, his handsome appearance provoked a group of fans and took friends to take a group photo under the posters.

Live comfortably.

After walking for a while, the same posters became more and more dense. Under a semi-circular tall building, there was even a large poster higher than the door. When did it come?"

"A hundred years ago."

"So early?"

Su Qingjiu nodded: "Being tired by you, I've been reincarnated for a few years."

The Emperor of Heaven sent him into the human world for personal reasons, probably because he was afraid that he would reveal the truth of the past with his bad words.

He said this, Yin Zun's eyes darkened, he pondered for a moment and said: "Can someone take over the official duties of Liutian Palace?"

Su Qingjiu squinted at him, not knowing why.

"The loss fee for the guard's absenteeism has to go to the heaven to get it back."

"..."

He said righteous words, Su Qingjiu turned around to leave, saw him staring at the movie theater in a daze, turned around and said: "Go and see?"

Yin Zun nodded: "Alright."

He intended to see Yan Nuo in the human world, but the man dragged him directly into the cinema.

Yan Nuo has been in a semi-retired state since filming the online drama "Promise This Promise". Few new works are released in theaters. Even if there are, they are to support his family. The sci-fi movie with two male protagonists on the theme of tomb robbery is still premiering, and there is a long queue at the ticket gate of the movie theater, and the crowd is crowded.

Su Qingjiu dragged the man to a quiet corner, took the newly bought mobile phone and dialed the number, his shoulders were slightly tight, and he was hugged into his arms. They are not so blatant, nor are they so seductive.

"Let's go."

The two of them didn't even buy a ticket, so they went straight into Cinema No. [-], waited at the door for a while, and then someone delivered the tickets.

The couple boxes in the No. 16 theater were all vacant during the premiere. They were reserved by the president of Nuomu Group for the support of relatives and friends. Most of the time they were vacant. There were four rows in total, eight groups in total. There are seats for [-] people, a fabric sofa that is spacious enough, and there are two small tables in the front row.

Before the movie started, Yin Zun lowered his head and flipped through his phone. A random search for news about Yan Nuo found a lot of news, especially about his young and promising career, and his fame and influence in the circle. The cabinet didn't let him down, but it became more and more popular.

After flipping around for a while, he turned off his mobile phone, sitting bored, he clings to the person next to him again, his chin rests on his shoulder, his hands start to restless, his eyes suddenly go dark, something hangs on his face, he pulls Take it down: "What?"

Su Qingjiu said: "Glasses."

Yin Zun quickly searched the function of the glasses from the brain encyclopedia, looked at the silly glasses in his hand, and casually threw them aside: "I don't wear them."

The man also let him wear it, and he didn't wear it himself.

The lights in the box were dimmed, the front curtain was drawn, and the film began.

Yin Zun saw the familiar faces appearing on the screen, and his interest was lacking. Tomb robbery movies, watching a horror atmosphere, are really not interesting for people who deal with dead souls all day long.

"What's that man's name?"

On the screen, there are two people in the same frame, and Yan Nuo protects them with all their strength.

Su Qingjiu said: "Gu Changning."

"It's a personal puppet."

"Ah."

"You helped him?"

"Ah."

"For whom?"

"..."

He lowered his head slightly, and the person next to him had already come closer, his hand fell on the collar of his shirt, he unbuttoned one, and rubbed on the second button, the warm fingertips touched the skin under the material intentionally or unintentionally.

The fingertips that penetrated into the neckline were stopped, and the Yin bottle was held with his backhand. The man didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any more. The two people who were close together were looking directly at the flickering screen, how much did they see? Everyone knows that the handshake has not been loosened after coming out of the movie theater.

Underworld Emperor has not spoken since he came out of the movie theater, but he is very interested in the little things on the roadside. He will try something delicious when he encounters it. exceptionally good.

Passing by a flower shop, there are round stone steps at the entrance, some potted plants are placed on it, and various flowers are placed around. It is already afternoon, but the flowers here are more delicate than the freshly picked flowers in the morning.

Yin Zun conveniently folded a tulip and stuck it next to the man's ear, put his hand to his chin and looked at it for a moment, then solemnly said: "Mmm, it looks pretty."

"..."

Su Qingjiu's head was full of black threads, and he wanted to throw it away if he pulled it, Yin Zun hurriedly stopped him and said: "This young man is so lucky, and flowers have spirits, how can he be so contemptible, it's better to wear them."

"..."

"Since you know this flower has spirit, why did you break it?"

A voice suddenly came from behind. The boy in the moon-white shirt was lowering his head to pick up the broken flower stems that had been thrown on the ground.

Yin Zun retracted the hand that was placed on the man's head, stared at the boy who was much shorter than him and said with a smile: "Is this your flower?"

"It's not mine, maybe it's yours..."

The young man raised his head in dissatisfaction, his questioning face froze when he saw the person in front of him.

"Heaven... His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor?"

He was stunned, forgot to salute, and forgot what to say.

Yin Zun's eyes were slightly dark, seeing that his body was full of immortality, "Heavenly?"

He turned to ask, Su Qingjiu nodded.

Yin Zun said again: "I haven't seen him before."

A gust of wind picked up, and when he turned his head again, the boy in front of him was already five meters away from him, and behind him was a man with cobalt blue hair, staring at him warily.

"..."

"..."

The confrontation without gunpowder finally turned the battlefield to the inside of the flower shop.

Ling Bo finally saw the owner of Poxiangjian who was blocked by the "Emperor of Heaven", and saw the two people holding hands, his eyes were moving back and forth between the two, he was shocked, "You...you really didn't come to arrest me ?”

His eyes were undiminished, and he was ready to hug the boss's thigh at any time.

As far as he knows, the only person who can make the Emperor of Heaven helpless is the person who created the broken incense stick that most gods in the Heavenly Palace would not dare to provoke.

Yin Zun walked around the store, all of them were flowers with spiritual energy transplanted from the Hundred Gardens in the Heaven Realm, and this person's identity was probably the Flower God of the Hundred Gardens.

He smiled and said, "Do I look like the Emperor of Heaven?"

Ling Bo said honestly, "It's exactly the same."

As he spoke, he took a step back involuntarily, and after confirming that the crisis was resolved, Mu Yuan returned to sit behind the counter, ignoring the boy's request for help.

Looking at the young man's bewildered look, he found it interesting, Yin Zun said: "Then why don't you kneel to me?"

Ling Bo blinked innocently.

At first he was too frightened to react, but now, he doesn't know whether he should kneel or not.

"The majestic Lord of the Underworld, why bother with a little flower god like him?"

With an indifferent tone, Mu Yuan interjected behind the counter without raising his head.

Yin Zun raised his eyebrows with interest: "You recognize me?"

"Guess."

"..."

He suddenly felt that this person deserved a beating.

Ling Bo stared at his face suspiciously for a long while, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I know you, that Underworld Emperor who picked flowers in the Hundred Gardens and gave them away, you... aren't you dead?"

Yin Zun's eyebrows twitched.

Both of them are very underwhelming.

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a bit: "Oh? How did I die?"

"He was... slapped to death by the Heavenly Emperor."

Yin Zun: "Is he so powerful?"

Ling Bo: "The Lord of the Three Realms, of course he is powerful."

Yin Zun is gearing up: "Really? Then do you want to know who is stronger, me or him?"

"..." I didn't really think about it.

Seeing that he was still approaching, Su Qingjiu had no choice but to hold him back: "Stop making trouble."

Yin Zun turned his head, and immediately changed his aggrieved face: "He slandered me."

"..."

Resisting the urge to touch his forehead, Su Qingjiu dragged him out of the flower shop.

Seeing his bitter face, he reluctantly persuaded him: "He had a magic weapon in his hand at the time, and he won't win by force. If he fights alone, he may not win you."

Yin Zun's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward again: "It seems that you are more optimistic about me?"

"You may not have won him."

"..."

The two walked on top of each other, and from a distance, there was only one person's back. Ling Bo held the store door and watched the person disappear from sight, heaved a sigh of relief, and went back to the store.

The sun was gradually setting, and the setting sun stretched the shadows of people walking on the street. Originally, they planned to break the incense sticks, but Yin Zun insisted on staying overnight in the human world. The suite was dragged to the hotel lobby with great enthusiasm, Su Qingjiu could only take the certificate to register.

The open design on the top floor, the living room is surrounded by windows on three sides, all are fully transparent curved floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky is getting dark, the moon is bright in the sky, the colorful lights below are colorful, the galaxy and the brilliance of the city complement each other, and the night view is extremely beautiful.

Su Qingjiu took the room card and opened the door, Yin Zun followed behind, holding the ID that he had just used in his hand, and the name "Su Qingjiu" was written in the name column.

"Is this your name in the human world?"

"Ah."

"You never told me."

"You never asked."

He should be indifferent, but Yin Zun couldn't help being moved, we have known each other for only a few years, but we have been separated for thousands of years, he has never asked his real name, others honor him, or call him Bai Ze.

When the two met for the first time, it was an oolong. They were alone when they were together. They were called you and me, and neither of them called out their real names.

Yin Zun stepped forward and said, "Then from now on, how about calling you sake?"

As soon as he took off his windbreaker and put it on the sofa, the people behind him clung to him, whispering softly in his ears, and the arms around his waist were tightened more and more tightly, making them breathless.

He lowered his head and stared blankly, but didn't answer a word "good" for a long time.

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