The Devil's Golden Partner

Mei Danzuo fiddled with the two sticks in his hand depressedly, and said, "What is this?"

"These are called chopsticks," Presley showed him.

"It's really amazing tableware." Mei Danzuo tried hard a few times, but he didn't pick up even a single coriander. He just threw his chopsticks and snapped his fingers lightly. The raw tripe and mushrooms on the plate instantly appeared in the pot .

Mamen knocked on the table, and the ingredients in front of her also appeared in the pot.

Presley looked at the wilting lettuce in the mandarin duck pot, and swallowed. It seems that he can't be too presumptuous in the future. Who knows if Mamen will snap his fingers and throw himself into the pot to make bat soup. The fruit bat porridge is pretty good, I don't know how it will taste... Pooh, pooh, what the hell was I thinking.

Mei Danzuo picked up the chopsticks to pick up the tripe, and Presley hurriedly said: "It's not cooked yet, you'll have to wait a while before you can eat it."

Mei Danzuo retracted his chopsticks and asked, "How long will it take?"

"Just wait until the soup is bubbling in the pot," Pressley said.

Mei Danzuo waited helplessly for a while, but there was still no movement in the pot. He frowned and began to search for something in the ring. Mamen asked, "What are you doing?"

Mei Danzuo said: "The temperature of this fire is too low. His Royal Highness Michael once gave me a kindling from the sky fire..."

Mamen sighed, held down Mei Danzuo's hand, and with the other hand turned up the fire switch under the table a little bit, the flames instantly rose a little higher, Mei Danzuo opened his eyes wide: "How do you know?"

Mamen said: "Because I have brains." Mei Danzuo kicked him under the table, and the red soup in the mandarin duck pot began to boil. He took out a silver fork, put a mushroom into his mouth, spit it out, and fanned it into his mouth: "It's so hot!"

Mamen had no choice but to pour him a cup of tea and said, "Idiot, let it cool down before eating."

After drinking the tea, Mei Danzuo took another mouthful of boiled beef tripe, blew it into his mouth, and sighed with happiness on his face, "It's delicious!"

Mammon looked at him, lowered his head suspiciously and took a bite, feeling that the taste was a bit strange, and Presley said, "It seems that His Highness Medanzuo is very interested in Chinese food."

Mammon shrugged, he still didn't understand why Medanzuo had such a high enthusiasm for these unappetizing foods.Mamen put down her chopsticks, hooked her hands to the waiter beside her and said, "A bottle of wine."

The waitress with pink bubbles quickly brought a bottle of wine and poured it for the three of them. Mamen looked at the transparent liquid and asked, "What kind of wine is this?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Erguotou."

Mammon: "..." For the first time, he knew that wine could have such a tasteless name.

Erguotou was poured into a small white wine cup, and Mamen took a sip, a spicy feeling hit her forehead, followed by a fiery feeling from head to toe.Mamen has never drunk this kind of wine, he prefers the sweet and mellow taste of red wine, but Samael will definitely like this spicy and refreshing grain wine.

Mamen tapped on the table lightly, planning to bring back a few bottles for Samuel. There should be a lot of wine left from the last time he made it. Medanzo seems to like drinking it...

Mamen's eyes drifted to Mei Danzuo unconsciously. Mei Danzuo was eating mutton rolls, his mouth and cheeks were so red that one couldn't help but go up and take a bite.

"Ahem..." Mammon's ears turned red invisibly, and she quickly lowered her head to drink. The spicy wine went deep into her throat, and Mammon coughed more violently.

"Cough...cough..."

Both Presley and Medanzo looked at him, and Mamen said awkwardly, "I'll go outside to get some air."

Medanzuo looked at the back of Mamen going away, and then glanced at the confused Presley. He kept thinking about a question, why Mamen was so concerned about his finding a housekeeper.

He just mentioned it at the beginning, he doesn't often live in his own palace, and basically spends the night at his bed partner's house, so it's useless to hire a housekeeper, but since Mammon is so serious, there's no need Presley seemed sorry, too.

Mei Danzuo suddenly felt very awkward, he still didn't understand why Mammon was so caring.

In fact, the answer is very clear, but I don't want to admit it.He has lived for thousands of years, and has had countless lovers, gentle, domineering, silent, or stalking like Raphael, but all of them start with sex and end with the boredom of both parties.The process of looking for a new toy and then throwing it aside in favor of the new and dislike the old is never serious, and it doesn't have to be serious.

Mamen is different. In the elf forest, the night Mamen ate the green lotus fruit, Meidanzuo clearly heard his suppressed breathing approaching his room a little bit. Meidanzuo believed that he still had a certain charm. She even exposed a thigh to tempt him, but after panting for a long time, Mamen even covered him with a blanket and left, which made Medan Zuo depressed for a long time.

Medanzuo once thought that there was something wrong with his charm, but later he found out that there was no such thing. He could feel that Mamen treated him differently from others. His patience, his tolerance, and his tolerance seemed all To himself, Medanzuo is not a fool, but he is used to the relationship between lovers based on sex, and Mamen's cautious and seriousness makes him a little at a loss.

Some instinctively dare not accept it.

What exactly is this?

Mei Danzuo didn't understand, and didn't bother to think about it, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Cough, cough cough...cough cough..."

"I... also go out to get some air." Medanzo put down his fork and went out. Presley looked at the vents on the ceiling with a gloomy expression, thinking that it wasn't very stuffy, what happened to one or two?

Mei Danzuo went outside and met Mamen who was about to go in.

"You..." The two said at the same time, feeling embarrassed at the same time.

"Are you coming out to breathe too?" Mammon asked.

"Ah, yes." Medanzo replied.

"..."

The two fell into awkward silence again.

Presley was full, and waited for a long time, but no one came back, so he had to pay the bill by himself, and when he came out, he saw two handsome men with colorless eyes and serious expressions.

Not knowing what they were up to, Presley patted the two of them on the shoulder, sighed and said, "You two, the auction is about to begin."

The Wild Rose Auction is on the third floor of the Wild Rose Building. There are small auctions once a week and large auctions once every three weeks. By coincidence, Mamen and the others have caught up with the most grand auction of the year.

Why is it the most solemn, because one of the auction items in this auction is very special, which is a corolla woven from olive branches.

Of course, it is not an ordinary olive branch, but made of gold, and its purity is so high that modern technology cannot refine it. The most amazing thing is that, close to the corolla, a warm and comfortable feeling will spread to all limbs.

The auctioneer, who did not want to be named, named it "Raphael's Corolla" and it will be the finale exhibit of this auction.

The three walked into the auction house, and Louis greeted the staff in advance, so Mamen and Medanzo were let in, but Presley was stopped outside.

"Sir, please show the admission ticket and invitation card."

"I didn't," Presley shrugged, "I'll wait outside."

"Wait." Mamen, who had walked in, came out again, grabbing his arm.

"You come with us." Mammon ordered.

Presley said depressedly: "You can get in with your face, but I can't. Besides, I don't have a ticket, how can I get in? Hey, no, why should I be with you?"

Mamen grabbed his arm and walked towards a secluded place, followed by Medanzuo.

"Hey, hey, what are you going to do? Let me go, I want to go home!"

Mamen dragged him into the corridor, looked around, and ordered: "Transform."

Pressley protests: "Why?"

Mamen said, "This is more convenient."

Pressley: "..."

Mammon said impatiently: "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Presley turned around angrily, but remained unchanged.

The next second, Mammon's hand grabbed his neck, her slender and strong fingers tightened little by little, Presley opened his eyes wide, and wisely turned into a bat before suffocating.

A palm-sized bat was flying in the air, Mamen grabbed it off and stuffed it into his pocket, and said to Mei Danzuo: "Let's go."

Little Bat: "..."

Presley felt uncomfortable in his pocket, poked his head out to take a breath, and heard the staff's voice: "Wait, sir, what is this?"

Mammon pushed the little bat's head back, and said expressionlessly: "Pet."

Pet pet pet pet pet... Presley was depressed.

The staff member said in embarrassment: "Sir, you can't bring pets in."

Mamen said: "Don't worry, he won't bite people randomly."

Presley grinds his teeth in his pocket. It's been a long time since he bit anyone.

"I won't fly around and make trouble."

Pressley: "..."

"I won't defecate anywhere either."

Pressley: "..."

"Uh..." The staff hesitated, and met Mamen's oppressive eyes: "Okay, sir, you can go in."

Mamen looked at the introduction on the promotional page. Most of the exhibits in the auction were jewelry and cultural relics. They were extremely boring, but Mei Danzuo looked at it carefully and said to Mamen: "Look, this ruby ​​ring it's beautiful."

Mamen glanced at it and suddenly felt a little familiar. Mei Danzuo read the introduction on the promotional leaflet: "The black prince ruby ​​is said to be a token of love for a pair of lovers in Israel. This female ring, this ring was later introduced to the British royal family, and the eleven owners who wore it were killed by cursing..."

"Heh..." Mamen sneered, "That's not the case at all."

Medanzuo opened his eyes wide: "How do you know?"

Mamen said: "This is the token of love that Asmodeus gave to Sarah. After Sarah died, this ring was passed down to the world."

Mei Danzuo was extremely surprised, he actually had something to do with hell, and asked again: "What about the curse?"

Mamen said: "Asmodeus added his own blood when casting the pair of rings, and this ring has a trace of his thoughts. When Sarah committed suicide, her soul was snatched by Raphael. Asmodeus Monteith and Sarah are completely disconnected, and the mind has become a cripple, cursing everyone who wears it."

Mei Danzuo was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you want to take a picture and return it to him?"

Mammon shrugged: "Forget it, there's no need to bring up his sadness again."

Mei Danzuo thought about it and thought it was right. The surroundings became quiet and the auction started.

The first ones were some gadgets, the atmosphere was dead, the auctioneer shouted for a long time before anyone raised the number plate, Mei Danzuo played with the number plate in a lack of interest, and secretly glanced at Mamen beside him, in fact, he had something to do Mammon was not told that Sarah's soul was not snatched, but that she voluntarily followed Raphael to heaven. This incident caused quite a wave of gossip at the time.

Mamen sat absent-mindedly, glancing at Medanzo from the corner of her eye from time to time, and he didn't tell Medanzo one thing, the ring was cursed because of Sarah's betrayal, Sarah was not a good woman, the whole All hell knows, except Asmodeus.

Presley poked his head out, observed the two, then retracted after a while, rubbing his chin and thinking: These two... are tricky.

"Black Prince Ruby, I believe everyone here has heard of it, the cursed ring has witnessed the most steadfast love..."

The auctioneer lifted off the red flannelette, revealing the incomparably bright ring underneath.

Medanzuo opened his eyes wide: "It's so beautiful!"

Seeing how fascinated he was, Mammon said casually: "At that time, when Asmodeus was making the ring, he bought the materials from me."

"He hasn't paid off the money for the materials yet."

Medanzo: "..."

Mamen continued: "The ring is made of deep-sea immersion silver, but there is actually a more precious material than it."

Medanzo asked, "What?"

Mamen asked, "Has Ugin heard of it?"

Medanzo was extremely surprised: "Ugin really exists?"

Mammon stretched out her hand, and the ruby ​​ring on her thumb was emitting a cold light.

Mei Danzuo grabbed his hand very naturally, touched the ring, Mamen felt the warm touch on the back of his hand, and said: "You...you can take it off and have a look."

Mei Danzuo gently took off the ring, put it in front of his eyes, and couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. Mamen was a little proud, and then Mei Danzuo quickly put the ring on his hand.

Mammon: "..."

Mammon grabbed his finger: "It's mine."

Mei Danzuo covered his finger to prevent him from taking it off, and said with a smile: "Give it to me, a gentleman does not take away people's love."

Mammon: "..." What does this sentence mean?

The two sides couldn't compete, so when Presley poked his head out to breathe again, he saw Mamen and Medanzuo holding four hands and looking at each other affectionately.

Pressley: "..."

Presley shrank back, thought about it, and came out worriedly to remind him.

"You two, pay attention to the influence in public places!"

Then quickly ducked her head back in before Mammon pushed herself in.

Mamen let go of Meidanzuo's hand, and was about to say something, but suddenly found that her ring was very pleasing to the eye on Meidanzuo's hand.

"For the time being... I can lend you to wear it for a while," Mammon touched her nose, "You have to return it to me."

Mei Danzuo said with a smile: "Okay, okay, in return, this is for you."

Medanzuo took out a ring, a pale pink ring with a transparent gemstone inlaid on it.

Mammon took it over and looked at it for a long time but couldn't see the material.

This situation has never happened before, Mammon frowned and asked, "What kind of metal is this?"

Medanzuo said with a smile: "This is not metal, it is made of my hair."

Mammon rubbed the ring, tried hard to hide her expression, and asked again: "Then what kind of gemstone is this?"

Medanzuo smiled: "Have you heard of the tears of angels?"

Mammon frowned: "Is there really such a thing?"

Medanzuo raised his head back, with a look of reminiscence on his face: "It is said that when an angel's tears fall, they will become the most beautiful gems in the world."

Mamen said: "It's just a legend. Belial cried a lot when he was in heaven. I don't know how many tears she shed, but I haven't seen any gems."

Mei Danzuo said: "Not counting legends, there is only one angel in history who can shed angel tears."

Mammon asked, "Who?"

Mei Danzuo turned to Mamen, showing a faint smile: "Me."

The author has something to say:

I found that this uncontrolled QAQ is developing in the direction of suspense and thriller!The endless period is over, please rest assured to jump into the pit!