As the passionate chorus ended, Xiao Hong turned around and said expectantly: "What else do the adults want to hear? I'll let them..."

"Enough--!!"

Before Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci could say anything, a roar that lifted the ceiling suddenly came from the second floor.

Gu Shiyi really couldn't bear it anymore. If he continued singing, he would have to pee in front of his lover.

Li Fengzhi hugged him and said with embarrassment: "Zixiu, why don't you stop first? Shiyi is a little scared."

Yan Zixiu nodded, then waved his hand at the female ghosts.

Xiao Hong pulled down her eyelids with her fingers, stuck out her tongue and made a face at Gu Shiyi, "Lululu, coward."

Five minutes later, Gu Shiyi leaned against the sofa half dead.

"If I broke the law, please let the police punish me. If I did something to let Fengzhi down, Brother Yan, you can beat me till it's worse than the pig's trotters my grandma stewed, but I provoked you today, why are you torturing me like this?!" He asked tearfully.

Yan Zixiu glanced at Jing Shaoci, then said to him, "You can ask your cousin." After

Li Fengzhi and Gu Shiyi looked over, Jing Shaoci said expressionlessly, "Fun."

"No." Gu Shiyi's expression was half crying and half laughing, uglier than a ghost. "Are you two doing this for fun or for me?" Why

didn't you stay up late at night and ask the female ghost choir to sing? Isn't Brother Jing too spoiled?

Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci didn't reply to him. One continued to stack gold ingots, and the other looked at the people who were stacking gold ingots with a cold face.

Gu Shiyi immediately looked at Li Fengzhi with grievance, "Fengzhi, they both ignored me..."

Li Fengzhi patted him comfortingly and whispered, "I'll accompany you back to the bedroom."

Gu Shiyi immediately took advantage of him, "Then you still have to accompany me to take a bath, sleep with me, and I still want to kiss you..."

Li Fengzhi covered his mouth with one hand, tightly wrapped his neck and took him upstairs.

Xiaohong sat next to Yan Zixiu, and shook her head with a tut-tut sound.

Yan Zixiu found her expression amusing and asked, "Why are you shaking your head?"

Xiaohong immediately came over and said, "Sir, don't you think a timid little kid meeting Li Jingji is like an old pervert pestering his young wife?"

Yan Zixiu just laughed, then raised his hand and tapped her forehead and said, "You are so young, don't say such things."

Xiaohong was not afraid at all. She put her hands around her mouth and whispered, "Sir, I also know what Mr. Jing looks like."

Yan Zixiu subconsciously wanted to ask, but pretended not to want to know and stacked up the ingots.

At this time, Jing Shaoci sneered, looked at Xiaohong in a 'gentle' way and said, "What do I look like?"

Xiaohong slid behind the TV wall, and after a long while, she showed her ghost head and shouted, "You, you look like an old house on fire!"

After that, she jumped back, fearing that Jing Shaoci would settle accounts with her.

An old house on fire?

Yan Zixiu looked at Jing Shaoci in confusion and asked, "What does this mean?"

Jing Shaoci's ears blushed for the first time, and he turned his head and said coldly, "You don't need to know."

Is it a bad word?

Yan Zixiu blinked in confusion, then suppressed his doubts and continued to stack gold ingots.

After folding all the gold foil papers, he stretched his waist and said to Jing Shaoci, "Let's go back to the room and rest."

After going upstairs, he suddenly remembered something, so he turned to Jing Shaoci and said, "Let's sleep in separate rooms tonight."

Jing Shaoci narrowed his eyes unhappily, "Why."

"Tonight is the night of the full moon, I want to absorb the moonlight to heal my injuries."

Last time, it was sucked away by the sweet potato, so he must be careful this time.

When Jing Shaoci heard that it was related to his injury, he reluctantly agreed.

Yan Zixiu opened the window after entering the room, and then sat cross-legged in front of the window.

He overlapped the four fingers of his hands, placed his thumbs together in front of his abdomen, and slowly closed his eyes.

A moment later, a dozen bright silver rays of light poured out from the full moon and rushed towards his body.

Jing Shaoci was not present this time, and no accidents happened.

A purple-blue mist rose around Yan Zixiu, and the whole bedroom suddenly became like a fairyland in the clouds, vast and misty.

After he absorbed all the moonlight, he exhaled heavily and opened his eyes.

Then he quickly circulated the spiritual energy in his body, and the warm current flowed through his limbs, and the wound began to heal visibly.

But he stopped after a while, after all, the wound could not be completely closed, otherwise the doctor would be suspicious when the stitches were removed.

When Jing Shaoci came and knocked on the door, Yan Zixiu was already lying on the bed.

He got out of bed and opened the door, and saw Jing Shaoci outside the door with a cold face saying: "Are you done?"

Yan Zixiu frowned slightly, "I thought you would sleep in the guest room."

"The bed in the guest room is too hard."

Jing Shaoci forced an excuse, then turned sideways and walked into the bedroom.

Yan Zixiu watched him walk to the bed and put down the pillow in his hand, then asked seriously: "Jing Shaoci, are you the Princess and the Pea?"

A grown man still picks on the softness of the bed, isn't he just like the princess in the fairy tale he has read?

Jing Shaoci stopped moving his hands, then turned around and sneered, "Come into my arms, and I'll let you know who is the princess between us."

Yan Zixiu stepped back subconsciously, and sternly refused, "That's not necessary."

After both of them sat on the bed, Jing Shaoci pulled up his hand and looked at it, then said coldly, "Didn't you say you wanted to heal your wound?"

Yan Zixiu explained the reason to him, Jing Shaoci took a look, then pulled up his trouser legs and looked at his knees.

"You see, I have spiritual energy, and the wound will heal quickly, so you don't have to worry."

Jing Shaoci was silent for a long time, looked up at him and said, "It hurts."

Yan Zixiu didn't understand what he meant for a moment, "What?"

Jing Shaoci said with a gloomy face, "The wound can be healed, but the pain is real."

Yan Zixiu smiled faintly, "I'm not a child, how could I..."

"Yan Zixiu, you don't say anything when you are injured, and you have to endure the grievances. What damn thing made you have this problem?!"

Yan Zixiu was stunned by his roar, and even Jing Shaoci himself was stunned.

"I..." Yan Zixiu opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain.

He couldn't remember when he developed this habit. He always felt that he hadn't cried out in pain since he was a child.

The master also got angry with him for this matter, but he still didn't change.

Jing Shaoci looked at the helplessness in his eyes, and the uncontrollable anger instantly turned into sadness.

He suddenly raised his hand and embraced Yan Zixiu in his arms, and said in a slightly sad voice: "I just want to love you more, love you more, even if I can't make up for your past, at least I want to do well in the present."

Subtle feelings permeated between the two, and Yan Zixiu felt that something had hit his heart, violently and unexpectedly, causing him to be more flustered than ever before.

Jing Shaoci waited for a long time, but there was no response from Yan Zixiu.

So he could only let him go gently, lowered his black eyes and said: "Go to sleep."

After the two lay down, Yan Zixiu was not sleepy at all.

Jing Shaoci's words tonight had obviously exceeded the limit, and there was also the kiss when he entered his soul.

Jing Shaoci had obviously lost a soul, why did he kiss him? If it was to wake him up, it would be too much.

Yan Zixiu was a little confused for a moment, and he couldn't even suppress his recitation of the Qingxin Jue.

Jing Shaoci didn't fall asleep either, but closed his eyes so as not to be discovered by the people around him.

After a while, he heard a few rustling sounds beside him.

Jing Shaoci slightly opened his eyes and saw the other party reached out to take the mobile phone from the bedside, and then covered his head with the quilt.

After Yan Zixiu turned on the phone, he opened the search engine and entered a few words.

Two seconds later, the answer jumped out of the webpage.

The old house is on fire: it describes an old man who is in love. Once the fire of desire is ignited, it will burn out of control.

Jing Shaoci? Old man? How come he is the same old man as that old pervert Gu Shiyi?

Just when Yan Zixiu was confused, the corner of the quilt was suddenly lifted, and a warm body came in and pressed tightly against his back.

"What are you looking at?"

He immediately turned off the screen of his phone, and then answered irrelevantly: "I'm going to sleep."

Jing Shaoci knew that he didn't want to lie, so he deliberately said: "Then my phone is out of battery, can you lend me yours?"

Yan Zixiu put the phone in his arms and refused: "Personal belongings like this are not allowed to be lent."

Unexpectedly, Jing Shaoci ignored his reasoning and reached into his arms with his big, bony hands, and took the phone away like a surprise attack.

After he succeeded, he quickly turned over and got back into his quilt.

Yan Zixiu was immediately furious and rushed over and said, "Give it back to me!"

Jing Shaoci grabbed the quilt tightly, but the moment he saw the content of the phone, his whole body froze.

At this time, Yan Zixiu was pressing on him and happened to pull the quilt open.

The two looked at each other, and Yan Zixiu quickly took the phone back.

"Learning has no end, I'm just curious." He explained with his eyes turned away.

After saying this, he supported Jing Shaoci's shoulders and prepared to get up.

Unexpectedly, the other party pressed his back and pressed him back, looking into his eyes and said, "Such a good posture, do you want to have a goodnight kiss before leaving?"

Yan Zixiu widened his eyes and his heart beat as if he was sick.

"You..." After a long pause, he finally managed to utter two words: "How dare you!"

Unexpectedly, Jing Shaoci raised the corners of his lips meaningfully, then pinched his chin with his other hand and said, "There are more daredevil things, do you want to try?"

The blood in his heart rushed to his head instantly, Yan Zixiu opened his hand and shouted, "You old house, don't even think about tricking me into returning to secular life!"

Jing Shaoci was speechless for a while, first it was the pulled sweet potato, then the small bitter melon, and now there is another old house.

Why does Yan Zixiu give people nicknames that are so weird and cute?

"I've only heard of monks returning to secular life, but are there Taoists as well?"

Yan Zixiu pulled up his pajamas on his shoulders and said seriously, "Of course there are."

Jing Shaoci raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then how did your three senior brothers get married?"

"Master and my three senior brothers don't have to observe the precepts, but I do."

Jing Shaoci let out a breath and almost laughed angrily, "Why do you have to abide by them?"

After asking this, he suddenly said, "No, we two are already married, so you..."

Yan Zixiu interrupted him directly and said, "You and I are not actually husband and wife, so your return to secular life has failed."

I give in. Nowadays, there are still people who fail in returning to secular life.

Jing Shaoci was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Then what do you want to do to return to secular life?"

Yan Zixiu looked at him for a while, then slowly said, "Willingly."

The master said that if he met a person for whom he could give up becoming the Supreme Heavenly Master and stop practicing, then this person would be his destiny and there would be no escape.

Otherwise, one day he would ascend to the immortal stage and enter the heavens. Mortals have a limited lifespan, and he would only feel disappointed when he grows old.

He originally thought that Jing Shaoci would give up after hearing this, but he seemed to be relieved all of a sudden, and then touched his neck and said, "That's good."

Yan Zixiu was about to speak, but Jing Shaoci turned over and put him down, then said, "I won't bother you anymore, go to sleep."

The next day, Gu Shiyi went out early in the morning, and when he arrived at the company, he called the entire investment department to hold a meeting.

In the past, the main responsibility of the investment department was to investigate, collect and organize corporate information, and then evaluate the value of the target company or the feasibility of the project. As a result, after a meeting, the whole department was in a bad state.

The director of the investment department came excitedly and left stiffly, and he was almost carried back to the office by his subordinates.

At this time, Xingyi Entertainment was not much better, and everyone from top to bottom was in a state of anxiety.

Ever since Yan Zixiu was injured, Xingyi's boss went home and kowtowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva every day, more sincerely than kneeling to his own mother. In his heart, he hoped that Yan Zixiu would get better soon and stop letting money flow into other people's pockets in vain.

Yan Zixiu considered it carefully and decided to take on the play Zhankong. After all, good scripts and good roles are rare, and they should not be missed because of anger.

Two days later, Gu Shiyi returned to the villa with the investigation data in high spirits.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Zixiu sitting there drawing talismans.

"You're back just in time." Yan Zixiu put down the brush in his hand, looked at him and said, "Do you want to see the Black and White Impermanence?"

When Jing Shaoci and Li Fengzhi came back from the company one after another, Gu Shiyi was already half dead.

As soon as he saw Jing Shaoci, he flew up from his corpse state, and then pulled him into the study.

"Brother Jing, can you control my sister-in-law?" He said aggrievedly: "Even if I forced him to sign the divorce agreement, he shouldn't retaliate against me like this, right?"

Jing Shaoci looked at him coldly, "Do you think he is under my control?"

Gu Shiyi said anxiously: "Don't think that he is soft and hard on the surface. When you go to bed tonight, can't you turn him from soft to hard?"

Jing Shaoci turned his head away and suddenly became silent.

"Brother Jing, you are my real brother." Gu Shiyi thought he was unwilling, so he said with a tearful face: "If you don't sacrifice your looks, your wife will take me to see the Black and White Impermanence!"

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Little fairies, remember to read the author's words, there is a happy little theater in it~