Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

Wen Qi emoticoned for two seconds. Without the props, she had to use the most traditional method. She bit her fingertips cleanly, drew a bloody ghost-repelling charm in the air, and patted it towards the man.

In an instant, the room was filled with blood and light. The man subconsciously closed his eyes and couldn't see anything, but his touch was particularly clear.

The cold air that had been lingering around him since the middle curse quietly weakened a lot. In contrast, he even felt the slightest warmth.

When the blood light dissipated, the man opened his eyes and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar bedroom, empty and without a ghost.

It turns out that his bedroom is so big.

After being stunned for two seconds, the man looked at Wen Qi with slightly gloomy eyes, as if he wanted to see through the skin and see through the soul inside.

Wen Qi let him stare indifferently, "Are you feeling calmer? Can you take off your clothes now? I really want to see the complete curse pattern."

The man in front of me is really bold, and I am not afraid of him at all.

This knowledge made the suppressed anger in the man's heart lessen a little. He took a deep breath and said coldly: "Wait."

Wen Qi watched the man control the wheelchair into the bathroom and said very considerately: "Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

The man closed the door with a clang.

Wen Qi curled her lips, saying that irritability is a disease and needs to be cured.

All facilities in the bathroom are arranged to facilitate the disabled. The height of the sink and mirror, the armrests and seats in the toilet and shower room, and the lockers moved below are specially widened to accommodate wheelchairs. Turned aisle.

Everything is considerate, and everything reminds him.

He is a loser.

The man looked at himself in the mirror, anger welling up in his eyes. When his eyes touched the sluggish grimace above his head, he sneered.

Since he had this thing, this was the first time he had seen it so weak.

That person outside had better have real skills, otherwise...

The man looked gloomily, raised his hand, and unbuttoned his collar.

Wen Qi waited outside for a long time. She said she was not in a hurry, but she couldn't wait in her heart.

It’s a new spell that I’ve never seen before! And it looks awesome! She was so curious!

After a while, the bathroom door opened.

The man controlled the wheelchair and returned to its original position, facing Wen Qi openly.

Wen Qi groaned in her heart. The man's body proportions were very good, his legs were long, and although his muscles were a little degraded, his lines looked smooth. His arms were strong, and he also had abdominal muscles.

The curse lines were wrapped from head to toe, and they were densely packed, but because the evil spirit was partially suppressed, it was not so scary, but had a strange sense of beauty.

Wen Qi frowned slightly, "Can you raise your head? I can't see your face."

The man squeezed the armrests of his wheelchair tightly and slowly raised his head, his face as sinking as water.

Wen Qi was startled, why was she angry again? Is the evil spirit coming back again? It shouldn't be, the effectiveness of her ghost exorcism charm shouldn't be so low. Just as she was about to ask, from the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the tip of the man's ear protruding from his slightly longer hair. It was red as if it was dripping blood.

Wen Qi suddenly realized that it turned out to be shy. That would be okay.

She continued to observe with peace of mind, took two steps forward, and suddenly said: "You also have curse marks on your back, right?"

The man's gaze seemed to kill.

Wen Qi spread her hands, "You don't want to give up halfway, right? If you finish reading earlier, you can get dressed earlier."

The man quickly maneuvered the wheelchair to the bedside. He stretched his arms and twisted his waist and abdomen to get on the bed. He lay face down and stopped moving.

It's more intuitive when viewed from behind. The man's ears and the skin behind his ears are red.

Wen Qi felt no emotion in her heart. She glanced over it and landed on the curse pattern. She memorized the direction of the curse pattern while looking at it.

A few minutes later.

Wen Qi: "Can you turn it over?"

……

Wen Qi was kicked out by the angry man, and she happened to bump into the old man of the Feng family who had been guarding the door uneasily.

The two looked at each other, both a little embarrassed.

In the end, Wen Qi, who was slightly thicker-skinned, took the initiative and said, "He's a little shy."

Mr. Feng was stunned. His eldest grandson, who was smiling before the accident and turned into a devil after the accident, could still be shy?

Of course he didn't believe it, but it was inconvenient for him to ask about things between husband and wife, so he could only cough dryly and said: "In that case, you can go sleep in the next room tonight."

Mr. Feng was afraid that his new granddaughter-in-law would be frightened, so he prepared another bedroom. Of course he hoped that he had prepared it in vain, but he didn't expect to use it anyway.

Wen Qi smiled and thanked her, then turned around and went to the next door. Anyway, she had already memorized all the curse patterns and asked people to turn over them just to deepen their memory.

As soon as she walked to the door, she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Xiao Qi."

Wen Qi paused and looked back, "Grandpa?"

Mr. Feng asked hesitantly: "You shouldn't be afraid of Feng Ce, right?"

Wen Qi laughed, "What does he have to be afraid of? He is shy even if he takes off his clothes. He is just a paper tiger."

Mr. Feng laughed happily, "Yes, yes! I said Feng Ce can't be so scary. It's all people outside who are spreading rumors and ruining my grandson's reputation!"

Wen Qi smiled and agreed twice.

Mr. Feng added: "You are different from what is said outside. No one outside can be accurate!"

Wen Qi immediately said seriously, "That's right. Grandpa, don't believe other people's words easily in the future. They all want us to have a bad life."

Mr. Feng agreed very much and said with assurance, "I don't believe them. I only believe my own eyes."

Wen Qi immediately gave a thumbs up, "Grandpa is wise!"

Mr. Feng was even happier and went back with a wrinkled face.

Wen Qi looked at his back with a bit of nostalgia in her eyes. There once was an old man who liked to call her in a drawl.

"Xiao Qi."

……

Because of that "Xiao Qi ah", Wen Qi rarely suffered from insomnia. She tossed and turned until midnight, and she was so tormented that she felt angry.

After getting out of bed, Wen Qi planned to go downstairs to get a glass of ice water.

As soon as she walked downstairs to the living room, Wen Qi noticed that the kitchen light was on and there were rustling sounds coming from inside.

She narrowed her eyes, walked lightly, and walked to the kitchen.

The Feng family's kitchen is very large, divided into Chinese and Western styles, and the sound came from the Chinese kitchen. The sliding door was half open, and the sound got louder as he got closer, as if he was rummaging for something.

Wen Qi approached quietly and looked through the crack of the door. A tall man wearing home clothes was slightly bent over and rummaging through the refrigerator.

Who is this person?

Wen Qi frowned and recalled, [Wen Qi] seemed to have no relevant images in his memory. He was an unknown person, but he appeared in the Feng family in the middle of the night and was so unscrupulous. He must be a member of the Feng family, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, the man suddenly stood up straight, closed the refrigerator door, and turned around to see Wen Qi at the door. He was frightened and the box in his hand flew out.

Wen Qi caught the box with quick eyes and hands. When she lowered her head, she saw that it was a box of quick-frozen dumplings, but they were not the ones sold outside. They were probably made by the chef at home and frozen for midnight snacks. There was also a price tag on the box, which was stuffed with pork and green onions.

"What are you doing hiding here in the middle of the night?" The man grabbed the dumplings angrily.

Wen Qi: "I went downstairs to drink water, thinking there was a mouse." She looked him up and down, "Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"

The man was so angry that he was about to jump, "This is my home! My home! Don't think that just because you marry my eldest brother, you can really become the mistress of the Feng family! You! You don't deserve it!"

It turns out to be Grandpa’s other grandson, his name seems to be Feng Xiao? Just for grandpa's sake.

Wen Qi thought he was farting, looked at the pink air ball above his head that was about to form, and said: "You must go home before ten o'clock, and stay away from women in the past few months."

Feng Xiao was about to explode with anger. This woman dared to set rules for him just after he got married. How could she do it again in the future? ! He must drive her out!