This feeling is very strange. Obviously, the face is still the same face, and the facial features have not changed much, but it is different.

Especially the eyes, even with a little bit of spirit, the sense of clarity is more scorching than before.

Jing Shaoci looked at it like this, and an indescribable and extremely complex feeling surged in his heart.

It was like he once had a desire for Yan Zixiu that made him want to stop breathing, and now the person was right in front of him. This extreme ecstasy of regaining what he had lost made him unable to restrain himself and stretched out his hand.

Yan Zixiu felt the other party's fingers touch his thigh little by little, all the way to his lower back, and then repeatedly rubbed in circles.

At this time, he was at a critical point, he couldn't speak or distract himself, and what was even more frustrating was that he couldn't even give a look to stop him.

Because of the blindfold, all tactile senses were infinitely magnified. Yan Zixiu could even feel the heat from the other person's fingertips entering his skin and then seeping into his flesh.

He had never been in such close contact with anyone before, and even a thin layer of sweat began to appear on his back.

Feeling Yan Zixiu's legs trembling slightly, Jing Shaoci's breathing began to become rapid.

He pinched Yan Zixiu's waist and pressed him on himself as if possessed, with an arc of interest at the corner of his mouth.

If the touch of the brush on the body is a tiny flame, Jing Shaoci's next action is to burn the entire frozen soil with a force that covers the sky and the earth.

Yan Zixiu silently recited the Qingxin Jue while writing the talisman at the fastest speed.

When he put down the last stroke, Jing Shaoci suddenly stood up and put his arms around his waist, and then lowered his head to his neck.

Yan Zixiu felt as if his Adam's apple was licked by something extremely soft, and it was so itchy that it made his heart palpitate.

He threw the brush in his hand fiercely, and at the moment of pulling off the blindfold, he directly clasped Jing Shaoci's neck with his five fingers and pressed him back to the bed.

"Jing Shaoci, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open by Gu Shiyi.

"Brother Jing, that Shuotian investment project..."

Yan Zixiu was still sitting on Jing Shaoci at this time. Seeing this, he immediately leaned over and pulled up the quilt to cover both of them.

Gu Shiyi's scalp went numb, goosebumps spread from the roots of his ears to his heels.

Although it was only a moment, he had a rough idea of ​​the situation.

It's over, has he ruined Brother Jing's good deeds?

That's not right, if he is doing this, why is Yan Zixiu still dressed neatly?

What is that red thing on Brother Jing's body?

Thinking about it, Gu Shiyi suddenly took a deep breath.

I didn't expect that Brother Jing, who is usually as cold as a piece of cold iron, could be so interesting at this time.

Yan Zixiu is awesome.

Gu Shiyi was still thinking frantically, but Yan Zixiu's cold and muffled voice came from under the quilt.

"Get out."

Gu Shiyi came back to his senses in an instant, and said with a tone of watching the excitement: "Okay, okay, you two continue."

At this time, the faces of the two people in the quilt were very close, and even their hot breaths were entangled.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Yan Zixiu suddenly opened the quilt and raised his fist directly.

At this time, Jing Shaoci's eyes also recovered their clarity. Looking at the other party's angry look, he slightly lowered his eyes and said: "You hit me."

The joints on Yan Zixiu's hands were so tight that they turned white, and his chest kept rising and falling, but the punch was slow to fall.

After a long while, two angry words came out from between his teeth: "Asshole."

This level of frivolity has exceeded his tolerance limit, but Yan Zixiu is not a person who scolds people, so he only managed to utter these words in the end.

Jing Shaoci was scolded, but he heard another meaning in these two words.

His hawk-like black eyes swept across Yan Zixiu's face, and even though he was so angry, it did not diminish the other's handsomeness in the slightest.

Yan Zixiu threw the strip of cloth in his hand at him angrily, and then took a step forward with his long legs to get out of bed.

At this moment, Jing Shaoci felt a sudden chill all over his body, and then his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Yan Zixiu had originally decided to ignore it, but when he saw the wisps of Yin energy emanating from the other person's body, he couldn't bear to do it anymore.

Gu Shiyi came down from the building humming a song. Xie Qinglan saw that her son looked amorous and thought that he had made some progress with Li Fengzhi.

"What makes you so happy?"

Gu Shiyi sat on the sofa, then raised his hand and pointed upstairs and said, "Brother Jing and Yan Zixiu are... playing."

Xie Qinglan looked disgusted, "The young couple are playing, and you are so happy? If you have the leisure time, you might as well go and coax my daughter-in-law."

Speaking of Li Fengzhi, the expression on Gu Shiyi's face suddenly faded, "I haven't told him about his grandmother."

Jing Shaoci sent someone to bring back Grandma Li's urn from her hometown. Gu Shiyi only told Li Fengzhi that his grandmother was in a safe place, but secretly found the best cemetery in City B to bury the old lady's ashes.

Xie Qinglan sighed upon hearing this, and then patted Gu Shiyi's hand earnestly and said, "Son, you must treat him well in the future, understand?" Gu Shiyi

nodded solemnly, "Definitely."

During dinner in the evening, Jing Shaoci did not go downstairs, and only Yan Zixiu was there.

"Xiu Xiu, where is Xiaoci?" Xie Guanxin asked.

Yan Zixiu replied, "He is a little tired and is resting upstairs."

Xie Guanxin nodded, but Gu Shiyi raised his eyebrows playfully, which successfully earned a cold look from Yan Zixiu.

The next day, Taoist Suixu was "invited" to the Cultural Relics Bureau by Ji Luoyu.

Before he could even catch his breath, Fan Daode placed a piece of paper in front of Taoist Suixu.

"Master, please take a look at this person's horoscope."

Just this?

Master Sui Xu was furious and said, "Director Fan, can't you just take a photo and send it to me on WeChat?"

Fan Daode put on a serious look and said, "This is a serious matter. I'm afraid you don't have a good signal in the mountains."

"This is a serious matter." Taoist Sui Xu rolled his eyes at him, then picked up the paper on the table and started to read it.

After a while, he raised his right hand and calculated for a while, then said, "If I am not wrong, this person should have passed away."

Taoist Sui Xu was a Taoist monk, so he would not make any mistakes in such a small matter as calculating the eight characters.

Fan Daode thought for a moment, then said with a serious expression: "Master, how about you calculate it again?"

When Sui Xu heard this, his temper instantly rose, "I am just a freeloader, you can ask whoever you want."

"Believe it, believe it." Ji Luoyu quickly grabbed the other's arm and coaxed, "How can we not know how powerful you are?"

Seeing that Sui Xu's expression eased a little, Fan Daode said, "It's not that I don't believe you, but this person is still alive and well now."

"Impossible." Sui Xu's face changed, and he said in a positive tone: "If this person is still alive, he will be twenty-three this year, but his day pillar will definitely not live beyond last year."

This is strange.

Fan Daode and Ji Luoyu exchanged glances and fell silent at the same time.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Sui Xu frowned, "Is this man really still alive?"

Ji Luoyu nodded, "We met him yesterday, and..."

He glanced at Fan Daode, and when he saw him nod, he spoke, "And he is a Heavenly Master."

Sui Xu was really shocked, and his eyes were wide open.

"This, this is impossible!"

Fan Daode simply asked someone to bring the information, and then opened it in front of Sui Xu.

"He took in No. 87, and ten people went in at that time. Except for two people who were slightly injured, he brought out all nine ordinary people."

Sui Xu's eyes were as big as walnuts, and he walked forward and flipped through the pages of the information.

He looked at it carefully for a long time, then turned around and said, "Director Fan, do you have a video?"

"Yes."

More than an hour later, Sui Xu slammed the table and said decisively, "How could this person be a master of heaven when he practices evil magic?"

Amid the eager anticipation of the audience and fans, "Different Cohabitation" finally reached the day of broadcasting the second episode.

But at 10 o'clock in the morning of that day, the official Weibo of the program team issued an apology statement.

[Due to force majeure, the first season of "Different Cohabitation" only has two episodes. The program team expresses its most sincere apologies and hopes that the audience can understand.]

As soon as this Weibo was released, it became a hot search.

The reposts and comments were either full of question marks or asking for the reason, but the program team did not respond to this.

"Zixiu, the audition time has been arranged. We will fly to N City on Wednesday next week to meet the assistant director first."

Yan Zixiu nodded, "Okay."

"There is also a perfume endorsement..."

The two of them discussed the work content together. Yan Zixiu found that since that incident, Li Fengzhi's business ability seemed to have greatly improved.

"Your Weibo fans reached 10 million yesterday. The company wants you to shoot a video as a fan benefit."

Li Fengzhi took out his mobile phone, opened it and handed it to him, saying: "I have selected a few in the past two days. These are the styles that are more popular recently. Take a look."

At this time, Jing Shaoci was in the company, listening to his subordinates reporting the situation.

"Since the variety show was broadcast, the stock price of our pharmaceutical company has been rising for three consecutive days, with an increase of 2.84%."

Until he finished speaking, the president's expression did not change at all, and he did not say a word.

"President?"

Jing Shaoci raised his eyes and glanced at him, then said expressionlessly: "You go out first."

"Okay."

After the office door was closed, Jing Shaoci stood up from his chair and walked to the French window.

Why did I treat Yan Zixiu like that yesterday?

Thinking back to how he acted, even Jing Shaoci felt that he was out of control like a demon.

An absurd thought just surfaced, but he forced it back.

Impossible, even if he liked him, it was Yan Zixiu who liked him. As soon

as Li Fengzhi left in the afternoon, Ji Luoyu and the other two came to the Jing family.

The moment Suixu saw Yan Zixiu, he staggered back two steps.

Yan Zixiu saw his action but didn't care at all. He just looked at Fan Daode calmly and said, "Director Fan, I think I have made it very clear last time."

Fan Daode didn't know what was wrong with Taoist Suixu. He was so angry in the bureau, but he didn't say anything here.

Seeing this, Ji Luoyu spoke up to help, "Mr. Yan, we are here for something else today."

"What is it?"

Ji Luoyu's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he said nervously, "It's probably not appropriate to talk about it here."

Yan Zixiu glanced at Taoist Suixu vaguely, and then said, "Then let's go out and talk."

Just as the four of them walked out, Suixu's eldest disciple, who was far away in Tianzhou Mountain, received a message:

[If the master dies today, remember to burn more incense when you visit him in the morning and evening. ]

After Yan Zixiu was invited to the office last time, Fan Daode went out and called Wei Chu.

"Little Wei, where are you?"

Wei Chu replied on the other end of the phone, "Director Fan, I'll be at the bureau right away."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Daode closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

I hope that with Jing Shaoci present, Yan Zixiu will not turn his face and be ruthless.

After Yan Zixiu sat down, Taoist Suixu gritted his teeth and bowed, "Master."

This title is the highest honorific title in Taoism. Just based on his practice, Suixu's bow was not wronged.

Yan Zixiu sat there calmly, just raising his hand.

His every move seemed very casual, but with a natural nobility.

His eyes were smart and clear, but when he looked at you, it seemed that he could see through all your thoughts, leaving you nowhere to hide.

Judging from his appearance alone, Ji Luoyu couldn't understand why Yan Zixiu was a bad guy.

Since he had already invited him, Sui Xu was ready to fight to the death and said bluntly: "There is one thing I don't understand, I hope you can teach me."

Yan Zixiu looked at him and gestured for him to continue.

Sui Xu took a deep breath and said in a stern tone: "Master, with your level of Taoism, you shouldn't do that kind of thing even if you love someone."

Yan Zixiu's expression did not change, and he said in a cold voice: "You mean Jing Shaoci."

Sui Xu took a step forward, puffed out his chest and said: "Not bad."

Before Yan Zixiu could speak, Sui Xu picked up a piece of information from the side and said: "This dragon is now in great form. I believe Mr. Jing has fallen deeply in love with you."

Yan Zixiu's pupils contracted for a moment, "What did you say?"

Sui Xu thought he would not admit it, so he just went for it: "Mr. Jing has a lingering dragon in his body. If it wasn't you who planted it, how could you not have discovered it?"

When watching the video before, Jing Shaoci turned around in the camera, allowing Sui Xu to clearly see the red line on his ear.

If it was someone else who did it, Yan Zixiu could have been killed long ago, why would it be delayed until now.

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open.

The two people outside the door heard everything that had just been said clearly.

Jing Shaoci walked up to Yan Zixiu, took his hand and walked out the door.

Sui Xu immediately said anxiously: "Mr. Jing, your body..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci turned around and said: "You want to say that Yan Zixiu has put a parasite in my body."

"That's right!"

Jing Shaoci sneered, "Since it was put on me, what does it have to do with you."