If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

"You're not Pluto, answer me quickly." Seeing that Chu Qiao was thinking about something, Song Ningyi narrowed her eyes and tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart.

"No." Chu Qiao quickly denied it.

Song Ningyi looked him up and down hesitantly, poking and analyzing in his heart:

These two people are completely different in terms of personality and way of handling things. Besides, when I was in Chu Qiao's live broadcast room, I also received a private message from Pluto at the same time. With Pluto's stinky personality, they belonged to the same person. The probability is almost zero.

Raising his head, he accidentally met Chu Qiao's eyes.

Song Ningyi felt awkward, and reflexively turned her head away from looking at him.

It was this subtle movement that made Chu Qiao's heart sink to the bottom of the valley. He thought that Song Ningyi was still angry with him, and it was the kind that was difficult to coax.

Song Ningyi's temper comes and goes quickly, as long as the problem does not touch the bottom line of principle, it will usually disappear quickly, so he didn't say that he was very angry with Chu Qiao's behavior. He began to come with a purpose, and later I really feel his kindness, maybe it's just that Pluto has to do this, thinking about it this way is a pitiful person.

He was contemplating, thinking about how to give the other party a step down.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound behind him, and the piece on the side of the bed that had been pressed down by the weight also instantly recovered.

Song Ningyi was curious, and quietly looked away.

Chu Qiao disappeared?

It was replaced by the big Siberian cat that he had given all his love and pampering to.

The big cat was squatting obediently behind Song Ningyi with its big tail like a feather duster raised, its big golden eyes were watery looking at him, its small mouth was slightly opened, and it let out a cautious "baa" in its throat.

Human beings have no resistance to such creatures with big eyes, short nose bridges and small mouths, as if they were born with human aesthetics, so it is the same for this little meat who only knows that he has made a mistake and is suspected of being cute and begging for forgiveness.

Song Ningyi hadn't figured out how to step down the other side, Xiao Rourou raised her butt, moved her fat and short limbs to take a few steps forward, sat down again, walked a few more steps forward, and sat down again, like He was testing Song Ningyi's thoughts.

"Don't come here, your paws are dirty. You stomp on the sheets I just changed, please be a little bit more polite." Song Ningyi patted the bed, scaring the big cat to "meow" aggrievedly, and then stepped back a few times step.

Looking at the pitiful little pork jerky, Song Ningyi finally couldn't hold back, and clapped his hands together: "Come on, hug me."

Pork jerky's big eyes lit up, and he trot towards Song Ningyi immediately with his short legs.

It's like a big loyal dog, with a feather duster and big tail flicking without dignity.

Song Ningyi raised her hand to run along its fur, and asked in a warning tone: "This is the first and last time, if you let me know that you have other things to deceive me..."

Pork jerky swallowed, and "meowed" cautiously.

"I'll take you to be sterilized."

pork jerky:……

In the evening, the dining table that had been deserted for many years unexpectedly became lively. This was probably the first time Song Ningyi had dinner with someone after the death of his parents. The atmosphere was indescribably weird.

Chu Qiao was holding the rice bowl, holding the chopsticks in a clumsy and ridiculous posture. When he took a bite of rice, he had to look up at Song Ningyi cautiously, observing the changes in his expression at any time.

Song Ningyi still had a cold face, turning a blind eye to the person opposite.

Knowing that Song Ningyi's anger had not completely subsided, Chu Qiao was very courteous, and took the initiative to take a piece of chicken and sent it to Song Ningyi's bowl: "Try this, it's delicious."

Song Ningyi rolled his eyes at him: "Of course I know what I did."

Chu Qiao smiled awkwardly, silently lowered her head and picked up the rice.

"I've been worrying these days, what should I do if I lose PK to that Black? Is it really going to hand you over to someone else? I even planned that if I really lose, I'll just take you and escape back to the world, even if I can only do it A lonely ghost is also afraid that you will leave my side." Song Ningyi sneered, "Now it seems that it is better to just abstain and admit defeat."

When Chu Qiao heard this, she was so frightened that she almost jumped out: "Don't admit defeat, don't admit defeat."

Seeing him so anxious that he wanted to plunge headfirst off the cliff, Song Ningyi was secretly happy.

This kind of person needs a good meal to make him remember long.

"After eating, send the bowls to the kitchen to wash, and clean the sink by the way. Wash the grapes and pick the stems. Don't keep any of them. If you find one, you will be asked."

Chu Qiao nodded frankly, carrying a bowl into the kitchen with an honest look.

As soon as Song Ningyi turned on the computer, she heard a crackling noise from the kitchen, and then, Chu Qiao came out holding up his bloody fingers...

He looked apologetic: "The bowl broke..."

At one o'clock in the morning, Song Ningyi was still frantically outputting PUBG in front of the computer. Through the reflection of the computer screen, he could vaguely see Chu Qiao nestled on the bed like a cat. Although she was extremely sleepy, she still insisted on Wait for Song Ningyi to sleep together.

"Go to bed first, I don't know what time it will be." Song Ningyi said casually.

Chu Qiao shook her head, barely supported her upper body: "I'll wait for you."

He said "I'll be waiting with you", but within 10 minutes, the guy fell into a deep sleep, with the gentle breathing sound accompanied by the rhythmic ups and downs of his body.

He seemed to feel cold, and shrank subconsciously in his sleep.

Song Ningyi was also absent-minded, looking frequently at the poor boy who was huddled on the bed. After a long time, she got up and walked to the bed, pulled the blanket over him and gently covered him.

Chu Qiao slept peacefully, her peaceful sleeping face was as white as falling snow, her eyelashes showed a small fan shape under her eyes.

Song Ningyi slowly stretched out a hand and stroked his forehead gently.

"Although you lied to me, I don't seem to have the right to accuse you. After all, I started to forcibly take you away from Pluto's side regardless of your feelings. It seems that I have never considered you."

Chu Qiao's fingertips trembled slightly, and then she stretched out her hand to grope unconsciously.

When he touched Song Ningyi's arm, he greedily pulled it into his arms and hugged it tightly, and then his brows that were originally tightly frowned slightly relaxed.

Song Ningyi smiled, leaned down slowly, and rubbed Chu Qiao's face with her cheek: "Sleep, little Rourou, everything will be fine when I wake up tomorrow."

****

In the morning of the next day, although she couldn't see the exact time through the window, Chu Qiao's routine was very regular, and she would wake up at the right time.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a numbness in his arms. When he looked over, he saw a beautiful little boy nestled in his arms.

Joy surged up, the corners of her lips raised slightly unconsciously, and there was a little water in her crescent-like eyes.

As far back as I can remember, I was taken away from my parents, and came to the so-called land of chaos alone. I stayed there for 49 days, haunted by evil spirits every day, and bloody scenes were constantly shown. After coming out from there, the young himself was told:

You have passed the test and are about to become the master of the underworld.

I was very happy at that time. I naively thought that by becoming the Lord of the Underworld, I could see my parents again and proudly swear to them my outstanding achievements. Deprivation of all, the reason is very simple——

As the lord of the underworld, you must never have emotions and desires. Whether it is love or family affection, if you accept this identity, you will only have people in your heart from now on, and feelings will only become a stumbling block to rule and build the underworld. Parents have already known about this, but For their grand plans and great careers, for the so-called official career, they are willing to leave their souls to complete themselves.

At that time, I learned not to be emotional no matter what, once emotional, it will only bring death to others.

He has grown up in the underworld for thousands of years, only accompanied by stylized lonely souls and evil spirits, and the warmth of his palms has long been a luxury expectation. He simply accepted this meaningless expectation. Trouble anyone.

This Song Ningyi, who is very nervous and always loves to talk nonsense, seems to be a predetermined part of his long life, and it appeared at the right time without any accidents.

In fact, there is still a small expectation in my heart, even if the time is short, at least I will not feel regretful after experiencing it.

Chu Qiao rested her chin and stared at Song Ningyi's sleepy eyes. One minute, two minutes, one hour passed...

He is really cute, an existence that even Boo Boo can't replace.

It's just that when Song Ningyi suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment their eyes met, Chu Qiao avoided his sight in a panic for some unknown reason.