An Chang Shang Xiao

He said he was looking for a place to rest, but in fact the ghost king just happened to find an opportunity to go to Po Meng's room.

He has enjoyed all kinds of styles, but he still likes plain and elegant.

Especially Meng Po.

……

I don't know when it started, the blood rain in the underworld began to rain frequently.

When Wu Anchang saw the blood rain for the first time, he was not stingy at all, and sighed in front of Mu Xiao as if he had never seen the world.

"Little Xiao Xiao! Red rain!" He deliberately exaggerated some words, "What does this mean? It means that my love for you has been integrated into everything! Do you also love me to death? Yes, I know!"

"..." Mu Xiao looked at Wu Anchang intently, and Wu Anchang asked himself this question... a little frightened him, "Wu Anchang, can you come back normally?"

"do not you get it?"

"Ok?"

Mu Xiao said in his heart: I only understand that you are not normal now.

"I just got up the courage to say that I don't like you."

Wu Anchang said righteously: "I love you."

"...Bai, huh?" Mu Xiao's mouth was suddenly covered by a big hand.

"I know I'm an idiot, I'm illiterate." Wu Anchang kissed Mu Xiao's forehead close, "But you know, in terms of feelings, you seem to be more illiterate than me."

There was no sarcasm in his words, full of pampering, Mu Xiao was unable to speak.

Mu Xiao looked down at Wu Anchang's hand covering his mouth, and suddenly had a plan.

Following Wu Anchang's example, he stuck out his tongue and lightly licked Wu Anchang's palm.

Sensing the strangeness coming from the palm, Wu Anchang did not withdraw his hand, but looked at Mu Xiao with slightly surprised eyes.

His little Xiao Xiao has failed in school.

Wu Anchang raised his other hand and directly hooked Mu Xiaohuan's waist closer to him, his eyes met Mu Xiao's, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Little Xiao Xiao, you can actually go too far."

After he finished speaking, he let go of the hand covering Mu Xiao's mouth, then put his hand in front of him, and kissed the palm that Mu Xiao had just licked very politely.

"You..." In order not to make Wu Anchang look down on him, Mu Xiao hesitated and said, "Why kiss it and not me?"

"Little Xiao Xiao... Is he jealous?" Wu Anchang raised his mouth, "If that's the case, then you kiss me, and I will kiss you too."

"Are you starting to bully others?" Mu Xiao smiled.

"I'm sorry," Wu Anchang raised his eyebrows, "I'm illiterate, I don't understand."

Mu Xiao lowered his head and snorted, and put his hands on Wu Anchang's shoulders: "Should I tiptoe, or do you bend over?"

When he said this, Wu Anchang was so excited that he immediately hugged the person in his arms.

Wu Anchang looked at Mu Xiao affectionately, and answered Mu Xiao's question just now: "You enjoy, I bow my head."

After finishing speaking, without giving Mu Xiao any time to react, he directly kissed him very bluntly.

It's like the inexplicable entanglement between time and prosperity, a kiss locks love.

……

There is no noise outside the window, and there is a lingering fragrance on the bed.

"You like me, right...? Meng Po." The ghost king lay on the bed, acting as aggressively as possible, "...Why didn't you say it earlier? What if I really like you too?"

He said some outrageous things, but he never left Granny Meng.

It seems to be crazy, and you don't understand what "owning" is until you lose it.

Owning is not a company for a while, it is wanting to last forever.

……

The next day, H013 was commissioned by the King of Ghosts to go to the funeral parlor to find Mu Xiao and Wu Anchang.

The atmosphere was a bit gloomy, and H013 spoke as if he had been greatly stimulated: "The King of Ghosts said...he has chosen to replace Po Meng's soul, and let you go to the Palace of the King of Ghosts."

"Okay," Wu Anchang responded, "Understood."

There was no one in the ghost king's mansion, and Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao didn't see the ghost king after searching for a while.

H013 hasn't spoken since he came in, and he hasn't spoken until now.

"Go directly to Granny Meng's room." H013's expression seemed to be a little more gloomy, "The new 'Grandma Meng' is inside."

"Xiao Xiaoxiao..." Wu Anchang looked at H013 and rubbed his arms twice, "I always feel something is wrong."

"There should be something wrong with the new 'Grandma Meng'." Mu Xiao believed in his sixth sense.

When they followed H013 to Granny Meng's residence, as expected, the premonition was not deceiving.

Not even ghosts are fooled.

Facing them now, the new "Meng Po" was lying in a very arrogant posture, and she was wearing a mask that covered all the facial features.

Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao: "..."

Who can come out and explain, why the hell is the ghost king himself to be "Meng Po"? !

"Laugh..." Ghost King sat up, and laughed at himself in a muffled voice, "Except for him, I really don't know who else I can give myself to."

"The perverted masked man," Wu Anchang asked, "Can I scold you?"

"You scold me." It was the first time that the ghost king answered such a question without any anger.

Mu Xiao raised his eyes to look at Wu Anchang, and said calmly, "I don't want to hear you swearing."

"Okay." Wu Anchang responded very neatly, "Then I won't scold, I will listen to you."

"You..." The ghost king wanted to get angry, but his anger was suppressed by an emotion called "envy", "Restrain yourself."

"I coax my boyfriend to restrain myself?" Wu Anchang said, "Are you normal?"

"..." Ghost King didn't bother to pay attention to him, he took off his mask, raised his finger to Mu Xiao, "You, come here."

"Why, why, why!!!" Wu Anchang became excited one step ahead of Mu Xiao, "You want to pick on my wife?!"

"Wu Anchang..." Mu Xiao called his name in a deep voice.

Wu Anchang admitted his mistake very quickly, and blurted out without any hesitation: "I was wrong."

"Don't worry, I'll just ask him a few questions." Ghost King explained.

Wu Anchang wrapped his arms around Mu Xiao's waist, facing the Ghost King, he said warily, "Why should I trust you?"

"You don't have to trust him," Mu Xiao raised one hand and rubbed his head, "Just trust me."

"Yeah." Wu An often responded twice with an aggrieved expression, "I'm very obedient."

"I know."

……

The ghost king led Mu Xiao to walk around the corner.

"You...are you with him?" Ghost King asked.

"Should I praise you for your quick response?"

"No need," the ghost king lowered his volume a little, "you are usually angry, will he come to coax you without hesitation like this?"

"Yes." Mu Xiao only smiled when he mentioned Wu Anchang, "And I was never really angry with him."

"No, have you ever been really angry...?" Ghost King asked puzzled, "Then why—"

"Because I want to." Mu Xiao replied honestly, "I want him to coax me, I want to be a child in front of him."

"..."

The entire room of Meng Po is not very big. Even if the ghost king hides in the corner, although the voice is small, the mixed words can be vaguely recognized in the silence, not to mention Wu Anchang's hearing is exceptionally good.

"I think Po Meng is very gentle," Wu Anchang said suddenly, "If he is really angry, then it's useless for you to coax him."

The ghost king turned his head, not knowing which direction to look.

He only thought that Po Meng would forgive him, but he never thought that Po Meng needed to confide in her regrets, but there was nowhere to confide in them.

……

As agreed, Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao took over the underworld. After the ghost king finished explaining some important matters, he wandered around the Soul Testing Bridge, as if he was waiting or learning.

Wait for the soul to return, and learn to regret.

Inside the Ghost King's Mansion——

Wu Anchang set up a more exaggerated high seat next to the ghost king's original high chair, no doubt it was for Mu Xiao.

He does this for one thing - to be able to reach out and hug someone when there is nothing to do.

"Little Xiao Xiao." Wu Anchang called out.

"Huh?" Mu Xiao responded.

"Daoist Xiao."

Mu Xiao looked at Wu Anchang, wondering why he suddenly went crazy, but he still responded: "Mmm..."

"Master Angel."

"Ah."

"little angel."

"Ah."

"Little oiran."

"You, keep your voice down."

"Okay," Wu Anchang said this time and pressed it next to the ear of the person next to him, his voice was thin and hoarse, "Mu Xiao—"

"..."

Mu Xiao was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to meet Wu Anchang's eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Idiot, I'm here."

……

The world is always full of styles, but the most attractive thing in the prosperous world is always the trivial things in the world.

The wind is the home of the fragrance of flowers, and ignorance and silence are heading towards the same road.They all had the best curtain call.

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It's over~ I don't know when it's time for the extra episode~ (Baby, vote for the article?)

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