The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

Chapter 212

Could it be that Hei Huo Mian is the incarnation of Mu Xian in the human world? !

Or is it that Hei Huomian, who often travels to the underworld and has many connections in the underworld, has heard the story of Mu Xian and me and knows this nickname?

Bai Shuiru hurried to the studio door, opened it and looked out.

"What's wrong?" Hei Huomian heard the noise, stopped walking, turned around and walked quickly to her, "Have you thought of what to eat for lunch?"

"Hei Huo Mian, you..." Bai Shuiru hesitated to speak. Why did you suddenly call me "little brush"? Could it be that you are...

"Change your mind again? It's okay, take your time to think about it. I'll ask you when I'm done." Hei Huomian rubbed her hair, took the opportunity to kiss her nose, and then put his hands on her shoulders to help her turn towards the studio, "Be good, my great designer, get busy!"

Bai Shuiru closed the door of his studio, leaned against it, and his thoughts surged:

No way, how could Hei Huo Mian be Mu Xian? !

He just has a powerful floating vein in the underworld. He is gentle and domineering...

Isn't this the Mu Xian in my impression...

Bai Shuiru shook his head and knocked his forehead with a fist. Contradiction, hesitation, evasion and pursuit of career overcame curiosity for a moment:

"Bai Shuiru, you don't have that much time to think about these things, go and draw the picture!"

"Just do as I say." Hei Huomian hung up the phone and finished his work. He knocked on Bai Shuiru's studio door, but heard no response.

Just concentrate on this and make a new dish for her later.

Hei Huomian strode in and saw Bai Shuiru lying on the table from afar, obviously asleep.

He couldn't help feeling a little guilty. Last night he had been bothering her until the early hours of the morning before letting her go to sleep, and when he woke up in the morning he kept pestering her again.

And she has always been in the habit of taking a nap.

Hei Huo Mian carefully lifted the hair by her ear and coaxed her softly:

"Go to sleep on the recliner, baby."

"Hmm." Bai Shuiru murmured softly, turned her head to another direction and continued to sleep, smacking her lips and mumbling something.

"What did you say? What do you want to eat?" Hei Huomian picked up the girl horizontally and put his ear to her lips to identify her carefully.

"Mu... Xian...", the soft and coquettish call with body temperature lingered in his ears, powerfully shaking every cell in Hei Huomian's body.

He stood there in a daze as if he had been electrocuted. He blinked blankly, lowered his eyes to look at the person with a line of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but hug the sweet and soft body in his arms with joy.

The little brush called my name, she called my name!

It looked like it would soon be time to confess my identity to her.

Somewhere in the square outside Mingxin Building.

"I heard that the underworld is conducting a thorough investigation. I hope nothing will happen?" Qin Xi pretended to squat down and tie his shoelaces.

Hao Mianmian, who was wearing a takeaway vest uniform, pulled down the visor of his helmet and said, "Just do what you should do, and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." He started the electric bicycle and sped away.

Of course I care, after all I...

Qin Xi had just stood up when someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind. He was startled and looked back alertly, but it was his girlfriend Wanlan.

"Ah Xi, didn't you say you were going to buy paint? Why are you ordering delivery again?"

"No, it was the delivery man who asked me for directions." Qin Xi rested his hand on the back of his girlfriend's head, lowered his head slightly and kissed her forehead, "Then I'll go."

"Be careful on the road! By the way, tonight we'll have your favorite dish... Spicy Chicken Popcorn!"

"Naughty! That's what you like."

At the corner, Wan Che was leaning on the mop with both hands, his brows were solemn and he said nothing.

In the west of the underworld city, in Jiaocheng Apartment.

Hao Mianmian, wearing a deliveryman's vest uniform, sat on the cooking table, gently swinging her fair and well-proportioned legs, and threw a bite of grapefruit into the trash can with a "pah". "Nothing in the underworld is delicious. When we are in power in the future, we must import directly from the human world and never add that 'process'."

"Come to think of it, you are still supervising this series of cases, but you haven't been exposed yet?"

"Don't worry..." Qi Chu, wearing an apron, took out an eggplant and two peppers from the package, washed them and began to cut them into strips for braised eggplant. After hearing Hao Mianmian's reminder, he couldn't help but hold back the knife that was about to cut the eggplant. "Even if this is his smoke bomb, I have the confidence to deal with it." He turned his head and looked at the wall clock, "You should leave."

"I know, I know." Hao Mianmian waved her hand, jumped lightly off the cooking table, opened the refrigerator, picked out a longan imported directly from the human world, and left.

As Jiao Cheng walked out of the elevator, he passed by a female delivery woman in a purple vest. He subconsciously turned back and took a few more glances at the other person as the elevator door slowly closed.

I guess it was sent to the neighbor next door.

Jiao Cheng shrugged, and just as he opened the door, he heard a familiar male voice greeting him from the open kitchen:

"You're back? Did you miss me?"

"Achu?" Jiao Cheng threw himself into Qi Chu's arms. They kissed passionately for several minutes before they separated slightly, holding each other's waists and walking into the kitchen.

"Aren't you busy these days? Why did you come here suddenly?" Jiao Cheng glanced at a bottle of red wine on the kitchen counter, turned around to get the wine glass, but saw Qi Chu, with his back to her, quickly put a wine glass into the dishwasher. There was a faint lipstick mark on the rim of the wine glass.

Just as Jiao Cheng was trying to see clearly, the dishwasher door was closed and the switch was turned on.

Jiao Cheng calmly walked around to the countertop, stood on tiptoe and put her arms around her boyfriend's neck, sniffing his scent. "Drinking so early?"

Besides the lemon scent of laundry detergent that we all like, there is the scent of his cologne. There is no other suspicious smell.

"No matter how busy I am, I have to spend more time watching you. Otherwise, my capable, beautiful and cool girlfriend will be easily seduced by many suitors." Qi Chu took out a clean wine glass and filled half a glass for his girlfriend. "I wonder if getting this beautiful lady drunk will reveal some information about other suitors to me, her boyfriend?"

Jiao Cheng took a sip of wine from Qi Chu's hand and started to help pick vegetables. "So you asked the takeaway to deliver the vegetables." He casually threw a weed stuck in the vegetables into the trash can, but found a grapefruit that had just been bitten and discarded in the trash can. "Are you planning to be my cooking husband?"

Achu and I don't like eating grapefruit.

Why did this fruit appear in my trash can?

"Then I'll give you a chance to show off." Jiao Cheng tried her best to turn around naturally and kissed her boyfriend's cheek, "I'll go take a shower first."

"Okay, the food I will prepare later will definitely satisfy you, my queen." Qi Chu smiled and watched his girlfriend leave, then he took off his coat and walked towards the bedroom. He then turned around with light steps, lowered his head to glance at the trash can that had its lid opened, and then subconsciously looked towards the bedroom.