A peach and a grape sat upright on the bed in the middle of the night. It didn't look like a couple's night at all, but more like a good student listening to a lecture.

"How long do we have to pretend?"

Grape glanced at peach, "I'll give you money this time, too."

"This is not money..."

Before peach finished speaking, Grape's phone rang with the ringtone of a video call.

"Mom."

After the call was connected, the other party's left hand naturally grabbed his shoulder.

Yan Zixiu's knuckles just rang twice, and Xie Wanxin looked at him and said, "Xiu Xiu, why do you look bad? Are you uncomfortable somewhere?"

Jing Shaoci squeezed his left hand as if warning, and Yan Zixiu stepped on his foot at an angle that Xie Wanxin couldn't see.

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry."

As he turned his wrist, Jing Shaoci suddenly groaned.

"Xiao Ci, what's wrong with you?" Xie Wanxin asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Jing Shaoci said as naturally as possible: "Mom, it's late, you and Dad should go to bed."

Xie Wanxin hummed, and just as she was about to say good night, a woman's sixth sense made her feel that something was wrong with the two of them.

"Xiao Ci, did you have a fight?"

Just as Jing Shaoci was about to put his hand down, he hugged Yan Zixiu again, "No, why would we have a fight."

The more he said this, the more Xie Wanxin felt something was wrong.

Sometimes, whether a husband and wife are intimate or not is not just a matter of words.

From the moment the video was connected, the two sat up straight as if it was a routine, and they didn't even look at each other.

"Since there is no one, then you kiss Xiu Xiu."

The two were shocked at the same time. Yan Zixiu smiled and turned to look at Jing Shaoci, but his eyes were full of coldness.

But Jing Shaoci seemed to have seen nothing, and actually lowered his head slightly and moved closer.

Just when Yan Zixiu couldn't bear it anymore, Jing Shaoci's lips didn't move, and he clenched his teeth and whispered: "Don't, move."

Xie Wanxin was looking at them expectantly, but as she watched, she found that the two of them suddenly stopped moving.

"Xiaoci, repair it?"

Jing Fengyi saw this and understood, "Maybe the network signal at the hotel is not good, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Although Xie Guanxin felt a little sorry, she still nodded.

Jing Fengyi was afraid that the two of them would not be able to hold back their blinks, so he immediately pressed the hang-up button.

After a beep, the two people who pretended to be disconnected jumped up from the bed at the same time as if they were sitting on a brazier.

Obviously, he was also trying to avoid it as much as possible, but when Jing Shaoci saw that Yan Zixiu retreated further than him, his face suddenly turned cold and he said, "Do you really think I want to kiss you?"

Yan Zixiu looked at him expressionlessly, "If you dare, I will immediately perform a ritual."

Jing Shaoci sneered, "Then what?"

"Then I will beat you to death with my own hands."

Jing Shaoci suddenly couldn't come to terms with this, and looked at him and said, "Then what's the point of your performing a ritual."

Yan Zixiu said sternly, "After you die, I will perform a ritual to arrest your soul, and find a willing female ghost who died miserably, so that I can kiss you to my heart's content."

Jing Shaoci was silent for more than a minute, frowned slightly and said, "You are not learning any evil magic, are you?"

Otherwise, why would you beat someone to death when you open your mouth, and arrest their soul when you close your mouth?

"No." Yan Zixiu answered seriously: "Because my master said that if there is a grudge, it must be avenged on the spot, and don't wait for the enemy to die."

Jing Shaoci raised his eyebrows slightly, "You still have a master?"

"You have a mother, why can't I have a master."