My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 122 Good Morning Kiss

West Sixth District Time—20:23
United States.

Tennessee.

Gordonsville.

Two miles down the river, in the basement of a private estate.

In this small dark room full of sundries, it seemed that a depressive atmosphere had been deliberately created.

The only light source in the room is dozens of red candles placed in the closet.

Their combustion does not seem to require oxygen, and they dance with extremely evil purple flames.

There were two people observing these candles.

The old man sat on a creaking wooden chair with his head down, his bloated body seemed to be in a deep sleep.

The young man stood beside him quietly, watching the dozens of candles silently.

And on the right side of the wall, at the most corner position, the purple flame of a candle seemed to be struggling.

In the morning, its burst of purple light seems to be able to light up the entire basement, but its depleted wax body indicates that it will go out soon.

"Bring it." The old man suddenly said in a hoarse voice.

The young man squatted down slowly, opened the closet in the corner, took out the tray supporting the candles, and placed it beside the old man.

"He still has memories of that land," the old man slowly raised his hand, wiped it out with his fat fingers, and said, "If you are not purely devout to Him, then you have never believed in Him." Him."

Then the old man rubbed his fingertips covered with wax ash, and asked hoarsely, "How long have I been asleep?"

"From three o'clock in the afternoon on April 27th to ten o'clock in the evening on May [-]th." The young man placed the extinguished candle on the table, and then brought a cup of cool coffee over.

After the old man took the drink, his cloudy eyes regained some clarity, and at the same time asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The young man immediately began to say: "On May [-]th, the magicians who mainly wandered in Edo and Leningrad seemed to have disappeared at the same time."

"On May [-], Nunara Chamal fled back to Tianzhu."

"On May [-]th, a cardinal of the Old Nordic Holy See died suddenly in the east..."

"Okay, don't talk about these things that have nothing to do with us." The old man waved his hands irritably.

After thinking for a while, the young man said in a low voice: "Tennessee, the hero ranked 147th in the sequence, the jumper-Dart, I hope that in our next cooperation, we can minimize the actual damage to the industrial and commercial areas." .”

"Because he found that his appearance fee is really getting lower and lower. If this continues, he will consider cutting off part of the business with us in the new world."

"It's really stupid," the old man said with a deep laugh, "someone would plan to be a bounty hero for the rest of his life in a place like Tennessee."

"Then may the New God bless this idiot..."

dong dong dong-

However, before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Do you have an appointment?" The young man heard the sound and slowly leaned over.

"My name is Payson Rodriguez. I happened to be passing by. If you don't mind, can you let me in for a glass of wine?" The voice of greeting continued to come from outside the door.

"If you like, you can go to the Constana's Bar five miles away, and we will prepare you a brandy."

After the young man said these words, his whole body began to harden, and his skin gradually exuded a metallic luster. At the same time, the slowly extending nails were as sharp as steel knives.

After all, this room is five meters underground, and the only exit is through the ceiling.

Behind the knocked door is a pure steel structure poured into one.

But before the young man finished speaking, a tall, blond man with three-dimensional facial features like a sculpture, had already stood in front of that table, casually picked up several documents, and briefly flipped through them.

"Oh... Really good spirits." After roughly reading these documents, Pei Sen couldn't help sighing: "In this way, maybe I can come to work overtime with two Cuban cigars in my mouth tonight."

And when he noticed the wall made up of dozens of candles beside him, he snapped his fingers lightly, as if a strong wind had blown in the closet, all the candles were extinguished.

All that was left was the scarlet candle in the upper left corner, after it suddenly burst into black flames, it burned violently.

After seeing it, Pei Sen immediately felt a little interesting, so he approached the closet, put his hand through the glass that swung like the surface of water, and then pressed it lightly, and the candle was extinguished with a stinging sound.

And the young man who had been frozen in place with his eyes still outside the door suddenly fell on his back without even twitching.

The old man slowly stood up from the chair, hunched over his bloated body, slowly looked at Payson, and asked with a gloomy smile, "Are you ASM, the U.S. Federal Special Investigations Service?"

"Oh, today is Sunday, ASM is on holiday..." Person took out his ID card and shook it, "And we are RIS, the US Federal Taxation Service."

Then Payson flicked the corners of a stack of documents he had collected and said, "The tax rate for your illegal profits is 120%, but you haven't even paid a dollar of tax yet."

"Sir, maybe we have other ways to pay our taxes, maybe not just a glass of brandy."

Payson thought for a moment, walked over, smiled and gave the old man a hug.

But his hand passed through the other person's body in the process of hugging, and then whispered in his ear: "What you need to make up is to maintain the supreme authority of the Constitution of the United States of America, and the inviolable civil liberties rights..."

"Maybe... there is also democracy, anyway, that's all."

After stretching out his hand, Peisen put the old and bloated body of the other party back on the chair, and then sorted out some documents. Before he was about to take it away, he found that there were still There is a candle with only the wick left.

And it turned out to be a very weak candle.

Pei Sen was silent for a moment, picked it up, placed it in his arms, and stepped straight out of the closed wooden door.

……

Yin Hang felt that he had slept until he woke up naturally for the past two days.

And when the sun shone on his face through the curtains, Yin Hang slowly opened his eyes.

Then Yin Hang saw An Tong sleeping soundly on his side with a pillow on his chest, and at the same time he could feel her warm and tender skin tightly attached to his body.

This scene made his breathing slow for half a beat.

And Yin Hang didn't know when his clothes were taken off.

It should have... been taken off, right?

As if feeling Yin Hang's movement, An Tong's little nose let out a hum of reluctance, then raised his head slightly, and then Yin Hang saw that An Tong opened his mouth slightly, facing his neck A cute sleeping face with hair sticking to her cheeks due to sweat while exhaling hot air.

Looking at the girl who hugged him and refused to let go even in her sleep, Yin Hang really didn't want her to suffer any grievances and dangers.

But some things are simply unavoidable.

With An Tong's talent, in the future, he will definitely become a serial-level existence.

Then it was almost inevitable that she would be selected into the representative team of Huainan Province and go to the secret realm.

Needless to say, the protagonist must also be a member of the Huaibei Provincial Team.

What should An Tong do if he meets the protagonist in the future?
He didn't know if there would be more conflicts in the future.

After all, in the original book, the description of his wife is indeed... pretty villainous.

But that is a very future plot, the biggest problem now is the upcoming border plot.

If he hadn't worn the book, since An Tong could become a member of the Huainan Provincial Team, he would definitely be safe in the plot of the border, but he is not sure how much the original plot has been changed after wearing the book.

And the time is too short, only half a month left.

If he wants to accompany An Tong to the border, then he has to raise his strength to the middle of the yellow rank within half a month... That is to say, like Yin Youxi, stomping his feet is a sea of ​​hot lava, Waving his hand is a dragon that calls the wind and calls the rain.

But whenever he thinks of this... Yin Hang always feels a little awkward.

He remembered that apart from the protagonist having a system, his classmates in the Daoyuan class were far from being so strong when they went to the border to practice.

But at present, the information he knows is too vague, and many things cannot be judged.

Just like the description of the spirit stone in the original book, he could understand it when he read it, but when he really walked in, he didn't recognize it when he saw it.

However, no matter what, he must raise his strength to the middle of the yellow rank within half a month.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely unacceptable for him to move away from his wife who is so clingy to him.

Thinking of Yin Hang, who was lingering in his arms, hugged his extremely soft and tender body even tighter.

Then in the next moment, Yin Hang's nose was gently pinched by An Tong who also woke up.

"The hands and feet in the early morning are dishonest, aren't they?"

Yin Hang tried to explain: "You're sweating all over, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold if the towel isn't covered tightly enough for you."

"Don't even think about why I'm sweating!" An Tong turned his head to the side, glanced at the time, and found that it was almost nine o'clock, and said with a snort, "Forget it, I'll give you 5 minutes, and you can do whatever you want to me." Okay, let me satisfy you, but I have to get up in 5 minutes."

After An Tong finished speaking with a chuckle, he let go of Yin Hang, and then gently rested his head on Yin Hang's arm, as if he was at his mercy.

It was okay last night. After experiencing a life-and-death catastrophe, Yin Hang was a little weak all over, and his spirit was extremely exhausted. However, An Tong's aggrieved appearance at that time made Yin Hang only focus on hugging her in his arms to comfort her .

But after a night's rest, now that he hears An Tong's teasing again, he feels that it is difficult for him to maintain his sanity even if he just touches her a little.

However, An Tong shrank his shoulders slightly, bit his lower lip lightly, and waited expectantly with his eyes closed for 2 minutes, only to find that Yin Hang struggled for a while, then turned over and turned his back to her.

"Yin Hang?"

"An Tong, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it..." Yin Hang comforted in a low voice.

After An Tong heard it, her cheeks puffed up immediately, and her face flushed suddenly after thinking of something, then she gritted her teeth and put her arms around Yin Hang's waist.

"An Anan... An Tong?"

After all, it was mid-May, and it was still very hot for the two of them to sleep together, making Yin Hang's mind almost shut down.

Yin Hang's tongue was tied up, and he stammered, "An Tong, if you're like this, I really... can't control it."

After hearing Yin Hang's words, An Tong rubbed his body upwards, then lightly bit Yin Hang's shoulder, and muttered aggrievedly: "You always say what, I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself."

"You haven't thought about it, I have worked very hard to restrain myself."

Yin Hang was stunned for a moment, then turned around, trying to hug her and said, "An Tong, I'm sorry..."

But he was slapped immediately, and then An Tong pushed Yin Hang again and said, "It's 5 minutes, it's time to get up!"

"This is the rule I set for myself. If you don't get up 5 minutes after waking up during the holidays, you will be lazy in bed all day," An Tong snorted at Yin Hang after finishing speaking, "If I If you lie on the bed like this all day, you will definitely eat it up!"

Yin Hang coughed twice in embarrassment, then lifted the towel and was ready to get up.

But when he found that An Tong, who covered himself a little with his hand during the day, was half-covered, not to mention his cheeks, his whole body turned red.

Seeing her like this, Yin Hang's heart rate accelerated again uncontrollably.

And after An Tong found Yin Hang who was stunned, he put his hand on the side of the bed with a hey, leaned over, pecked his lips lightly, and then said with a hey smile:

"Good morning kiss."

Then Yin Hang found a set of old clothes to change into, and there were clothes in An Tong's suitcase that she could use to change.

The two hugged each other last night, and when they were chatting before going to bed, he mentioned that he wanted to get glasses fitted this morning.

When Yin Hang packed up and put his big black schoolbag on his back, he thought of something again, took out his key chain, took one off and handed it to An Tong.

After getting it, An Tong jumped up like a little girl receiving a gift, and even showed off to Yin Hang for a long time.

Afterwards, Yin Hang and An Tong, who were already called each other as husband and wife, had their first date, and they went out holding hands like an ordinary couple.

And on roads with fewer people, An Tong would be as happy as a spinning top, dragging Yin Hang's hand in circles.

(End of this chapter)