Yama's boyfriend find out

"Tell me, Qing Huan, are you referring to me?"

The clock on the wall was ticking, and the children upstairs seemed to be running wildly on their walkers. The silence in the room amplified hundreds of times the sounds that they usually don't care about.

Lu Zhaoli frowned and looked at Yi Qian, and tapped his index finger on his head, as if he was really thinking about his question seriously.

It's just that the appearance is too strenuous.

Yi Qian didn't bother him, this kind of opportunity like today is too rare, if he can't get something out of it, maybe Lu Zhaoli will never drink in front of him again in the future.

After a while, Lu Zhaoli's eyes lit up, he stood up from the sofa, almost leaned to the side again, and was straightened by Yi Qian, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

Lu Zhaoli looked down at Yi Qian from above, with a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his bony right hand, caressed Yi Qian's face, slowly slid from the corner of his eye to his chin, then pinched it, and lifted it gently.

Yi Qian felt that this action seemed familiar. After searching in his mind, he remembered that in the TV series his mother usually watched on TV, this scene was not too much.

But the ones whose chins are raised are all heroines!

"Sing a song for me." Lu Zhaoli's wanton smile was a bit dazzling.

"What are you singing?" Yi Qian clasped the side of the coffee table tightly, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Singing."

Singing?Yi Qian frowned, and his heart sank like a stone.He tilted his head and brushed away Lu Zhaoli's hand, feeling a little lost.

"I won't." He said flatly.

It's not that these two words have any bad memories for him, but that he was born with a kind of exhaustion and disgust branded in his soul for those two words. He doesn't like listening to operas, and has never Heard a complete play.

A sigh came from above his head, Yi Qian looked up and saw Lu Zhaoli drooping his head, with a sad expression on his face.

"Then you are not, Qing Huan can sing, you can't—"

As soon as he finished speaking, for the third time today, he fell straight on Yi Qian's body.Fortunately, Yi Qian was prepared this time, and he opened his arms and hugged him lightly.

Lu Zhaoli closed his eyes tightly, opened his lips slightly, and seemed to be fast asleep.

Finally fell asleep.

For some reason, Yi Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Zhaoli was very thin, and his bones felt painful. For Yi Qian, it was a breeze to hug his princess.When weighing his weight, Yi Qian was very puzzled, how could such a weakling like a chicken cub have so much strength.

But when he thought about taking a bath, he could still tell that Lu Zhaoli had a good figure, especially...

cough cough!Yi Qian withdrew his wild thoughts, turned around stiffly and went back to the bedroom, and put him on his single bed.

Lu Zhaoli had already entered a state of deep sleep, his clean face was calm and serene.Yi Qian looked at him for a long time, and felt that he looked quite obedient in this way.

He stretched out his hand and fiddled with Lu Zhaoli's messy bangs twice. After realizing what he was doing, Yi Qian withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and touched the corner of his upturned mouth.

"Am I fucking sick?" He turned off the light with some annoyance, thinking about his actions just now, although he couldn't help it, but the more he did this, the more he thought about it and felt terrified.

Lu Zhaoli is too devilish, he can't handle it easily.

After walking out of the bedroom, Yi Qian gently closed the door for him, and then returned to the sofa, staring at the roof eagerly. It was after nine o'clock that he came back to his senses and ate the already cold meal.

After cleaning the dishes and chopsticks, Yi Qian took out a set of quilts from his mother's bedroom, stood by the sofa and thought for a long time, and finally went into his bedroom with the quilts in his arms.

"It's too hot on the sofa..." He muttered in a low voice.

Spreading the quilt on the floor, Yi Qian lay on it, turned over and looked at Lu Zhaoli who was sleeping soundly on the bed, thinking about what happened that day made him feel magical.

But no matter what, when Lu Zhaoli wakes up tomorrow, I'm afraid he will be back before liberation.

How on earth can I get rid of this idiot!Yi Qian entered the dream with doubts.

……

Yi Qian was woken up by the alarm clock of his mobile phone. He vaguely touched the mobile phone beside him, thinking of the first day of school, he was inexplicably irritable.

05:30am.

Yi Qian sat up, tugged at the camouflage shorts he was wearing, stretched, and then began to take off his clothes neatly and put on his school uniform.

The school uniforms of the first class were selected by two classes and customized, and they were much more beautiful than the blue and white sportswear.However, he grew a little longer in his third year of high school, and his trouser legs were a bit short, exposing his ankles, which had the effect of small-leg pants.

Five forty.Yi Qian walked to the bed, patted Lu Zhaoli's face, "Hey! Wake up!"

I thought that a lazy person like Lu Zhaoli would be lazy, but I didn't expect that he opened his eyes as soon as he met him.

Lu Zhaoli blinked vigorously, sat up straight, his eyes were black and blue, he held his forehead, as if his head hurts, it should be the sequelae of drunkenness.

"What happened to me yesterday?" His voice was a little hoarse, his spirit was listless, and even his usual arrogance and domineering disappeared.

Yi Qian handed him the school uniform, raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's nothing, I fell asleep when I was drunk."

He didn't intend to tell him about "Qing Huan". There were many secrets about Lu Zhaoli, and he vaguely felt that some of those secrets might be related to him.Before he figured it out, he didn't want to startle the snake.

"Isn't that right..." Lu Zhaoli immediately expressed doubts, and when Yi Qian pulled up the cordon in his heart, he saw Lu Zhaoli push away the thin quilt and unbutton his bathrobe.

"This?"

"Hahaha..." Yi Qian couldn't help laughing at his awkward eyes, then patted him on the shoulder, leaned down and teased: "Yesterday, you begged me to give you a bath."

Lu Zhaoli's face instantly turned liver-colored, and then he took off his clothes and looked at his body, he felt a little desperate.

Yi Qian nodded, turned around and walked out, "You're quite old, totally OK."

Leave this sentence.

"Day..." Lu Zhaoli grabbed the quilt, and his teeth were about to be bitten off by him.

He was born with the physique of pouring a glass, and when he was the god of the underworld, he didn't drink a drop of alcohol. He felt that alcohol was a scourge, so he reformed the underworld and crossed out the alcohol content in Mengpo soup.Unexpectedly, after a thousand calculations, he lost face in front of the person who least wanted to make a fool of himself.

Drinking mistake!

"Oh, by the way, someone called you yesterday, Xiaozhu, check the call log yourself." The door suddenly opened, and a head popped out, and after Yi Qian finished speaking, he closed the door again.

Rubbing his fluffy hair vigorously, Lu Zhaoli threw off the quilt angrily, turned on his phone, checked the communication records, and found that it was Zhuyin who called him.

Zhuyin is a little dragon, the God of Hades he cultivated by himself, and after he retired, he took over the position of God of Hades.Hell is fine, so they usually don't call him casually.

After dialing, there was a ring, and someone answered right away.

"My lord! Are you finally awake? How are you... all right?"

"Get down to business." Lu Zhaoli said coldly, holding his phone in one hand and wearing his pants in the other, completely ignoring Zhuyin's condolences.

After pondering for a while, he solemnly cut to the point: "Boss, Wuchang from District 32 is missing."

"Missing?" Lu Zhaoli frowned deeply, "How long has it been?"

"Three days."

In each area, there is an impermanence responsible for bringing living souls into the underworld, and Kunwei area 32 happens to be the area where Lu Zhaoli is located.The disappearance of impermanence means that the number of lonely and wild ghosts in this area will increase significantly, which will not only disturb the underworld, but also bring unnecessary troubles to the world.

Three days is enough to add more than ten living souls.

"Have you checked?" Lu Zhaoli had already put on his school uniform, leaned against Yi Qian's desk, asked, and drew circles on the desk with his fingers.

"Returning to my lord, the impermanence who disappeared in the 32nd district of Kun is pretending to be an online writer, and his career is free, so it is convenient to seduce the soul secretly. It is discovered that the impermanence disappeared because someone told the underworld that no one will collect the souls of the 32nd district. The estimated time should be Three days ago, Wuchang was not an ordinary person, and should not be harmed by humans—”

"It's a bunch of nonsense, it means that I didn't find anything useful, right?" Lu Zhaoli pinched his brows and interrupted Zhu Yin's continuous speech, and when Zhu Yin heard that his tone was wrong, he quickly admitted his mistake.

"Someone told... Do you know who told you?"

"My lord... I don't know..."

Taking a long breath, Lu Zhaoli asked again: "Those living souls—" There was a hint of impatience in his tone.

"Don't worry, my lord, the hell has been taken back. I adjusted the impermanence in the next area to complete it."

The only thing that could be explained, Zhuyin naturally said it articulately.

Lu Zhaoli pondered for a while, then said in a low voice: "Let him continue to serve as Impermanence in District 32, and continue to investigate the disappearing Impermanence. Don't just use the power of the underworld, but also find out his trajectory in the human world. In addition, check for me." Check Bai Ting's lifespan, she died."

After he finished saying "hang up", Zhuyin over there obviously had something to say, but he couldn't beat Lu Zhaoli's speed of hanging up the phone.

Candle Yin sitting in the underworld office could only hold the phone and sigh.

Yi Qian leaned against the door, and heard Lu Zhaoli's words clearly, but he couldn't hear the voice on the phone, and he couldn't understand it.

But at least one thing was proved, Lu Zhaoli was not an ordinary person, and deliberately approaching him was definitely not a whim.

Lu Zhaoli turned off his phone and looked in the direction of the door with a helpless smile on his face.Seeing that Yi Qian carefully eavesdropped on his conversation, it means that he really said something after he was drunk yesterday, which attracted Yi Qian's attention and suspicion.

People on both sides of the door have different thoughts.