My wife is not a demon

Besides, it's hard to judge whether the bride has concealed her identity or not.

Chen Mu took out the pearl and looked at it carefully under the light.

Whose pearl is it?

Su Qiaoer next to him silently watched Chen Mu ponder the case without daring to disturb her. She rested her chin with both hands, her long thick black eyelashes trembling slightly like a small fan.

"Is your head okay?"

After a while, Chen Mu suddenly asked.

"what?"

Seeing the man looking at her, Su Qiaoer shook her head: "It's okay."

As a snake demon, his head is still very iron.

It's fine for cracking walnuts.

Chen Mu tugged at her ponytail and couldn't help laughing, "You said, why are you so unlucky every time, girl, next time you wear a talisman for yourself."

"I don't need it."

Su Qiaoer wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose.

Chen Mu put the pearl away, and sighed: "This case feels amazing, but now I hope it will be reversed, or that Miss Murongping will really collapse."

Chen Mu had a good impression of that Murong Ping.

But if Master Murong is really a murderer, then this girl will have a hard time in the future.

At present, Ji Wuming can only let Ji Wuming accompany him more, at least he will have personal comfort in the future.

Looking at Su Qiaoer, who is as exquisite as jade, Chen Mu suddenly remembered something, and changed the subject: "By the way, you were once imprisoned in the Ninth Dream of Guanshan for several years. What kind of place is that?"

"I don't really remember either."

Su Qiaoer shook her head. "At that time, I was still young, and I had forgotten a lot of things. I just remembered that I was in a big house. Later, I followed my mother and father together."

"Poor little Wangzai heroine, follow me from now on."

Chen Mu pinched the girl's sparkling and delicate Xiaoqiong nose with two fingers, and said with a smile. "Being my little wife is better than anything else."

Hearing the word 'little wife', Su Qiaoer's face turned red.

Quite at a loss.

She straightened Wangzai's chest and said with little Aojiao: "I don't want to marry you."

"It's fine if you don't marry, anyway, there are more wives behind me."

Chen Mu had an indifferent attitude.

Feeling that the man didn't seem to care much about her, Su Qiaoer's eyes turned red, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Heartbroken, Chen Mu stood up and picked her up.

Su Qiaoer hugged the man's neck subconsciously, her blushing face was full of confusion, she didn't panic until Chen Mu put her on the bed.

She deliberately bared her little tiger teeth and said viciously, "You...don't mess around."

"Don't worry, I really have no interest these two days."

Chen Mu took off his clothes, took off the girl's skirt when the other party half-pushed, and hugged her in his arms. "Go to sleep, there are still many things to do tomorrow."

The girl's soft skin was like Xue'er, clinging tightly to the man's body.

Su Qiaoer's little head was dizzy.

I felt that every inch of my skin was burning hot, and my face was as red as a boiled shrimp.

Chen Mu really didn't move much, just hugged the girl in his arms, resting his chin on the top of the other's head, and the fragrance of the girl's hair was quite refreshing when he breathed.

Su Qiaoer, who had waited for a long time without seeing the man move, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the heart is empty.

She looked up at the man's handsome cheeks, her eyes were so soft that water could seep out.

Perhaps because she thought the man was asleep, Su Qiaoer tried to use the smallest voice she could to say: "Chen Mu, I want to be your little lady."

"Well, I will marry you when I rescue your father."

Chen Mu said.

"You...you didn't fall asleep."

Su Qiaoer was so ashamed that she quickly buried her head in the man's arms, her heart beating wildly.

Chen Mu opened his eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window, his thoughts drifted...

The strange thing is that this time he didn't think about his wife, nor Zhiyue or beautiful women, but those girlfriends from his previous life.

Those familiar and unfamiliar cheeks flashed slowly like film rolls.

Loved, hated, forgotten...

In the previous life, although he had a lot of ex-girlfriends, every relationship has a beginning and an end, and he can be regarded as a dedicated one among the scumbags.

In that world, Chen Mu never stepped on two boats.

If you want to start a new relationship, you will break up peacefully with your predecessor.

Of course, there are also those who love and hate.

For example, until now, Chen Mu still can't guess who killed him.

He vaguely remembered that he was drunk and lying on the sofa in the apartment, feeling a slender figure swaying in front of him in a daze...

The opponent appeared to be holding a knife in his hand.

After a moment of severe pain, he lost consciousness, and the next moment he became a groom and came to this world.

Is it Xiaojing?Or Wenxin?

Or that Japanese girl and Xiangzi with a bit of coquettish nature?

In short, this is a lifetime unsolved case.