In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

"We have set up a special alliance for this purpose. Both humans and monsters can enter this alliance after passing the assessment. It is mainly used to control those humans and monsters who violate the covenant."

Tong Huanyou became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes opened wide and he kept gesticulating with his hands.

“Because both sides are involved, there won’t be as much bias when it comes to implementation.”

"Over time, prejudice will no longer exist. Then the monsters can also catch bad guys from the human race, and humans can also catch bad guys from the monster race."

"If we cooperate with each other, and if Taoism and demonism merge, maybe we can research new magic!"

"Then wouldn't this be the realization of what Sister Song said, true coexistence of humans and demons!"

Tong Huanyou was excited when he talked about this.

But suddenly the smile on his face froze.

As if he remembered something, his whole body shrank like a deflated ball.

"But I can only think about it..."

She sighed, looking lonely.

She leaned half of her body out and played with the water with her little hands, not even noticing that the splashing water wet her sleeves.

Then she withdrew her hand and took the soap water beside her...

"Who can predict what will happen in the future?" Yu Qingci said quietly.

Looking at that little figure, there was a hint of strange emotion in his eyes.

In the current situation of confrontation between humans and demons, this idea is almost impossible...

But, what if this is possible?

Then he doesn't need to rely on the Song family's title.

As myself, my original self, would I have asked Master Tong to marry her?

A barely perceptible glimmer of hope flashed across Yu Qingci's eyes.

"That's right. The future is the future. It's good enough to live well now."

Tong Huanyou spoke as she gently dipped her finger into the slightly foamy soap water.

Then put the wet fingers to your mouth, pout your lips, and blow gently.

Crystal clear bubbles floated out from her fingers.

It sparkles with colorful light in the sunlight and slowly floats into the air.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and reached straight towards a bubble.

The colorful bubbles suddenly exploded and turned into nothingness in an instant.

Tong Huanyou's expression trembled, his movements stopped for a moment, and he slowly turned his head to look at Yu Qingci.

There was a familiar paranoia in Yu Qingci's eyes.

Bubbles burst one after another at his fingertips, and his brows furrowed more and more...

Tong Huanyou stared at him in amazement and murmured, "Qing Ci..."

Yu Qingci stopped what he was doing and slowly turned his head to look at Tong Huanyou.

"I can't catch it."

In an instant, Yu Changqing's voice rang in Tong Huanyou's mind.

“Why can’t I catch these things?”

Tong Huanyou's eyes flashed with thought.

Aren't they really one person?

Seeing the disappointment in Yu Qingci's eyes, her heart softened and she quickly comforted him, "It's okay, at least you've seen how beautiful it is."

"Also, you don't have to keep the current bubbles in your palm, you can still blow new bubbles."

Yu Qingci stared at her for a long time, then nodded slightly.

Looking at the furrowed brows, Tong Huanyou couldn't help but raise his hand and place it between his eyebrows.

Gently smooth out the wrinkles with your fingertips.

"Oh, frowning can easily cause wrinkles. Let me sing a song for you, Qing Ci, so you don't have to be unhappy~"

Tong Huanyou smiled sweetly, with a lively light sparkling in her eyes.

"it is good."

With Tong Huanyou's efforts, the slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed.

His eyes also became extremely gentle, like ice and snow melting in spring.

Tong Huan thought for a while and then opened her red lips:

"Oh~ Don't worry, my dear lover, I will only hold your red sleeves for you in this life. After three rounds of wine, the moon is on the branches, and my heart is at ease."

"Oh~ Don't worry, my little lady, when spring comes, the building will be covered with snow again. Live life to the fullest, and we will grow old together."

……

The singing drifted in the wind, like the song of a nightingale, echoing slowly along the river.

Yu Qingci listened quietly.

The water is gurgling, the banks are picturesque, the singing is melodious, and the person you love is right in front of you.

He just felt that this scene was as good as a dream, a dream that he never wanted to wake up from.

……

By the time we had finished touring the water city scenery along the way, the night had gradually darkened.

After leaving the cruise ship, the breeze from the river gently ruffled the corners of their clothes.

Walking side by side along the bluestone-paved streets.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on them and casting two long shadows.

On the way back, we passed a teahouse.

The teahouse's flying eaves, brackets, and carved doors and windows still exude an exquisite charm under the dim moonlight.

Two red lanterns were hung at the door, and sounds of stringed instruments and laughter could be heard from inside.

Tong Huanyou couldn't help but look up at the teahouse.

There are four big characters "Liuning Teahouse" written on the plaque.

"Girl! If you need fortune-telling again in the future, come to Liu Ning Teahouse to find me!"

Tong Huanyou stopped immediately, turned his gaze back, and said to Yu Qingci who was walking in front:

"Qingci, I suddenly remembered that I haven't paid for this dress yet. I'll go back to Silk Clothing and pay the owner first."

Yu Qingci: "I'll go with you."

Tong Huanyou waved his hand quickly: "No, no, you go back first, I'll be back in a while."

Yu Qingci tilted his head slightly, his eyes darkened, and he noticed the concealment in Tong Huanyou's words.

Pretending to be calm, he said, "Okay, I'll go back first."

Seeing that he was so obedient, Tong Huanyou nodded immediately: "Yeah, don't worry about me, I'll be back soon, bye~"

Yu Qingci nodded, then turned and left.

Tong Huanyou's figure gradually disappeared around the corner, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned and walked towards Liuning Teahouse, lifted the door curtain embroidered with exquisite patterns, slightly sideways, and stepped in.

After her figure completely disappeared into the teahouse, the dark red figure quietly turned back.

The lights in the teahouse were dim, and quaint calligraphy and paintings were hung on the carved beams and pillars.

The tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the guests were chatting in low voices or drinking slowly.

Tong Huanyou's eyes swept across the unfamiliar faces and finally fell on the busy waiter.

She called out, "Hey, come here."

When the guy heard the call, he quickly put down the work in his hands and walked quickly to Tong Huanyou.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Miss, what do you want?"

Tong Huanyou: "I want to ask you about someone, a person wearing white clothes, a mask, and holding a folding fan in his hand."

"Oh, you mean..."

Before the guy could finish his words, a gentle male voice came from the stairs on the second floor.

"I thought you would come to see me in two days, but I didn't expect you to come so soon?"

Tong Huanyou raised her eyes and saw Si Qing gently waving the folding fan in his hand and looking down at her.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "Are you a transsexual?"

Si Qingyu choked.

This person not only has a bad temper, but also likes to curse...

"You better come up first."

Afraid that she would swear again, Si Qing could only turn around and lead her upstairs.

Just as the two of them disappeared at the stairs.

The dark red figure was already standing at the door, taking everything in, causing the corners of his eyes to turn scarlet.

The knuckles of the hands hanging at his sides tightened little by little, making a crackling sound.

The sharp nails dug into the palm of his hand, and traces of blood oozed out.

An endless stream of murderous intent and bitterness filled his heart, making him feel suffocated.