My wife is not a demon

"Don't frown. If you were obedient last time, you wouldn't be injured. This time, no matter what I say, it's impossible for you to catch any more traitors."

Chen Mu took out a transparent silk thread and tied their wrists together.

It is safest to bring this woman with you.

The thread is just a piece of silk, Yun Zhiyue can break it with light force, but in the eyes of a woman, it looks like a thread of red.

A tough red thread that will never be cut.

Bind the two firmly together.

The woman's originally resistant heart gradually softened along with this red line, and the corners of her lips couldn't hide the joy and shyness.

"By the way, what did my wife do to you last night?" Chen Mu asked curiously.

"Don't tell you!"

Yun Zhiyue's face turned red instantly, she turned her head away, her long hair ponytail made of pink silk brushed over the tip of Chen Mu's nose, leaving a hint of sweetness.

Chen Mu sighed slightly: "Grinding tofu is physical work."

……

Before going to the six doors, Chen Mu went to visit the beautiful woman as a matter of course.

"Xiao Xuan'er, where's your mother?"

Seeing Xiao Xuan'er at the door who was about to go to the academy, Chen Mu asked.

Xiao Xuan'er raised her sweet and round face, a pair of dimples bloomed with her smile, and said crisply: "Mother is grinding tofu."

Chen Mu: "..."

Entering the courtyard, Chen Mu realized that it was a serious mill when he saw Meng Yanqing, who was sweating profusely, pushing the small stone mill in a slow circle.

After experiencing yesterday's miraculous experience, Meng Yanqing didn't seem to be affected.

At least it looks normal on the surface.

Beads of sweat slid down the fair cheeks and into the snowy neck, bathed in the morning light as if shrouded in a moist halo.

Ripe pomegranate.

A slightly unpicked flower.

Looking at the dazzling beauty, Chen Mu secretly sighed: "Brother is lucky."

"Going to Yamen so early?"

Meng Yanqing smiled, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, first greeted Yun Zhiyue, and looked at Chen Mu with her beautiful eyes.

Those eyes were extremely gentle, like ink pearls that melted after being dipped in ink.

Chen Mu frowned.

For some reason, he felt that something had changed in the woman in front of him, but he couldn't tell.

It's as if the knots and condensed thoughts of many years have been erased, and a sense of self-confidence and tenacity oozes from the bones.

"Where is Awei?"

Chen Mu swallowed the words of comfort he had prepared, and changed the subject.

Meng Yanqing looked a little helpless: "I didn't come back after going out last night. I guess I was in a bad mood, so I went out to drink."

Bad mood……

Thinking about it, knowing that my parents are all fake, it's normal to go out and drink.

"Your……"

"what?"

Looking at Chen Mu who hesitated to speak, Meng Yanqing's bright almond eyes opened slightly.

"It's nothing."

Chen Mu smiled, walked up to the beautiful woman, and brushed away a strand of black hair stuck to the snow dimple, "Have a good rest."

"Ah."

Meng Yanqing's pink cheeks were slightly red, and Chen Mu's shadow was in her eyes.

Leaving the courtyard, I happened to meet Zhang Awei.

The other party was exhausted, with sunken eye sockets, a haggard look on his face, and some dirt on his clothes, quite embarrassing.

Chen Mu shook his head: "If I knew you were so fragile, I would drink with you."

Zhang Awei sucked his nose, stuffed the love book into Chen Mu's hands, and said with tears in his eyes, "Boss, it doesn't work."

"What's wrong?"

"Yesterday, Xiaoyi said that there was no one in her house. I thought it might be an opportunity, so I ran over. Guess what, I knocked on the door for two hours, but I didn't open it. Later I realized that she There's really no one in the house."

"..."

For a moment, Chen Mu didn't know how to comfort the other party. He patted Ah Wei on the shoulder and said earnestly, "It's been a bit too much."

"That team leader, you can give me a trick." Zhang Awei looked hopeful.

However, Chen Mu asked strangely: "Now that you know that your mother and father are fake, don't you feel sad and worried? You still have the mind to pick up girls."

"There's nothing to worry about. Mother is still my mother, and Xiao Xuan'er is still my younger sister. Isn't it all the same?"

Looking at Zhang Awei's ordinary face, Chen Mu understood that this guy is pure heartless.

Of course, this 'heartless' is a commendatory word.

Nothing to worry about.

If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, you don't think much, although sometimes you will fantasize blindly.

"Go and rest, I will give you a day off today."

Chen Mu smiled, and handed the love book back. "Think carefully, don't just lick it blindly."

"There's nothing to think about."