My wife is not a demon

Looking at the cute girl with two ponytails, Yun Zhiyue asked doubtfully. "It stands to reason that a child born from a combination of a human and a demon would be condemned by God, but she lived well."

Chen Mu reached out and touched Su Qiaoer's small head, and said with a smile: "Her mother said before that she was born as Su Qiaoer in the dream of being imprisoned in the mountains, maybe it has something to do with it."

"A dream of watching mountains..."

Yun Zhiyue was thoughtful.

Seeing Su Qiaoer take the initiative to sit on Chen Mu's other leg, the woman sighed secretly.

This girl was obviously taken down by Chen Mu.

What a simple girl, why did she meet Chen Mu, a scumbag? I hope that one day I can recognize the other person's face and get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

This kind of scumbag should be left to me alone.

Yun Zhiyue thought to herself.

"By the way, have you guessed who came into your room today to search?" Yun Zhiyue asked.

Chen Mu hugged Su Qiao'er in one hand and Yun Zhiyue in the other, enjoying the beauty of hugging left and right, shook his head and said: "At present, it seems that the high altar master is very suspicious."

"Why did he search your room? Did he suspect your identity?"

Yun Zhiyue frowned tightly.

Seeing her lover's hand touched her leg again unknowingly, the woman slapped her across the face and gave him a reproachful glance, her face still red.

Chen Mu had no choice but to bully Xiao Qiaoer, and said lightly: "Maybe, this guy has been taking good care of me before, including the time Zhu Duozhu came to question my identity, he also supported me. Now it seems that he It's strange to trust me so unconditionally."

"How do you explain the blood in the room? Is it his?"

"I don't know that either."

Chen Mu entered Xiao Qiaoer's shirt with his palm, and smiled wryly. "I'm not a god. But the clues that should come will definitely come."

Xiao Qiaoer naturally does not refuse the intimacy of her sweetheart, and after a while her little blush can bleed.

Seeing this scene, Yun Zhiyue's teeth were itchy, she got up and pulled Su Qiao'er aside, and persuaded her earnestly: "You girl, don't let him push his feet all the time, okay, this will fuel his arrogance, and he will become more and more angry in the future. more presumptuous."

Su Qiaoer's face was red, as bright as a rose, very pretty.

She bit her lip and said crisply: "I like Chen Mu."

The girl's mind is as simple as that, because she likes it, everything the other party does is right, why should she refuse?

Anyway, to be his little wife.

Yun Zhiyue patted her forehead with a helpless expression.

Chen Mu showed the victor's shameless smile, hugged Su Qiaoer into his arms again, and said, "We are going to sleep, Zhiyue, are you coming with me?"

"Get out! I'm not that easy to deceive."

Yun Zhiyue blushed and cursed before leaving the room.

But when she walked to the door, she hesitated.

If I just leave like this, then this guy will definitely bully Su Qiaoer.Especially that girl didn't know how to refuse.

Yun Zhiyue gritted her silver teeth, turned around and walked towards the bed: "Sleep together!"

As if he had expected the woman's actions long ago, an imperceptible arc traced the corner of Chen Mu's lips, but he pretended to be embarrassed: "It's not good."

"Don't think too much, I'm just supervising you for Sister Yu."

Yun Zhiyue found a very fair reason for herself.

Chen Mu snorted, and his smile grew brighter.

……

In the house room.

Bai Xianyu, dressed in a simple and elegant fringed white dress, sat at the table, frowning her slender willow eyebrows, watching the interrogation results sent by the guards.

It's about the results of the assassin's interrogation.

Although the assassination she encountered in the daytime was very dangerous, but as the envoy of Suzaku, she had experienced many assassinations, and she had already tempered her mentality.

"Sister, have you recruited an assassin?"

Qingluo asked with concern.

Huang Luo, who was wearing an apricot-yellow long dress, was holding a carrot and gnawing on it.

Bai Xianyu put the results of the interrogation on the table, and said calmly: "The person is dead, and the mastermind has not been interrogated. But it is not easy to install a killer in Zhuque Hall."

"Will it have something to do with the case you investigated recently?"

Qingluo blinked her eyes.

Bai Xianyu picked up the teacup and took a few sips, then shook her head slightly: "I don't know, maybe it is. Now I am in a hurry to attack me, it seems that the clues we have found have scared the people behind the scenes."

Bai Xianyu had a guess in mind.

That is Du Biwu, the prefect.

But there is no evidence, and it can only be temporarily listed as a suspect.

"Sister, why don't you go out for the next two days, or you'll be in trouble if there are any more assassins." Qingluo worried. "Or call my brother-in-law?"

"Does your sister and I encounter fewer assassinations?"

A streak of disdain rose from the corner of Bai Xianyu's lips. "A mere assassin can't scare me."

She pinched Qingluo's nose and smiled: "Don't think I don't know what you girl is thinking, don't you just miss your brother-in-law?"

"Sister, I really want my brother-in-law."

Qingluo has a resentful expression on her face.

In the past, no matter in Qingyu County or in the capital, I could argue with my brother-in-law every day and seduce him occasionally, but now I can't do anything.

Even playing some interesting stand-alone games at night is not good.

Bai Xianyu hugged Qing Luo in his arms, stroked her hair gently, and persuaded her: "Qing Luo, your brother-in-law is actually a complete scumbag, you can't handle it."

Qingluo pursed her pink lips: "People like to make brother-in-law scum."