am i a devil

When Wang Mo woke up, he found that Xun Ying was no longer by his side.

Wang Mo: "..."

Unexpectedly, after going through such a ridiculous night, this kid can still get out of bed. It seems that I am still merciful.

Wang Mo, who has tested his ability to bewitch by various means, thought to himself.

He quickly got up and took a shower, then went downstairs to find Xun Ying, but he couldn't find it after searching around, only the old cat was still in the hall on the first floor with its cubs, it seemed that his wife, the puppet cat, went out again Be the president.

Wang Mo looked at the old cat who married a CEO like himself, said hello to him, and made himself a cup of coffee to drink while helping to take care of the cubs.

"Brother Cat, you got up early, did you see Xun Ying?" Wang Mo asked the old cat about Xun Ying's whereabouts while taking care of the cub.

"Oh, I saw it." The old cat nodded while pulling a kitten cub lying on top of his head.

"He got up very early, and then went to the best anorectal hospital." The old cat said without changing his face and heartbeat. After all, for their cats, after spending the night together, it's okay to hang up a little bit. It's a normal thing.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo was planning to go out to find Xun Ying, and then he saw Xun Ying opened the door to the new world and came back.

"Are you okay?" Wang Mo walked to the entrance to greet him, still thinking about whether to give him a hand.

"I'm fine." Xun Ying said, but he still had a lot of scruples in his actions.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Wait for me to have a cup of coffee first, and then we'll talk about your ability to seduce." Xun Ying spent a lot of effort, and with the help of Wang Mo, he walked from the door to the coffee machine, and then Said weakly.

"Do you still want to talk?" Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying's standing posture and expressed deep concern about it.

"Yes, talk in a literal sense, nothing else." Xun Ying said with lingering fear.

Old cat: "..."

The clever old cat suddenly felt that he was a little redundant, so he led his ten kittens out to bask in the sun on the pretext of going out and slowly slipped away.

After Xun Ying finished his coffee, he seemed to have revived [-]% of everything, so he sat down on the sofa in the hall and looked at Wang Mo.

"What did the doctor say?" Wang Mo asked with concern.

"The doctor said... no, that's not what I want to talk about." Xun Ying looked away in embarrassment.

"Oh, by the way, then you can talk about how you felt bewitched by me." Wang Mo completely respected his lover's privacy, so he started a brand new topic.

Feeling? Feeling is...feeling that the body is being hollowed out, Xun Ying said in his heart.

"I can't remember clearly." Xun Ying took a sip of coffee, and while the aroma of the coffee was still spreading in his mouth, he cheered up and thought for a while, but still shook his head in a daze and said.

"It's a wonderful feeling, your appearance..." Xun Ying said, and looked at Wang Mo's face very carefully for the occasion.

"What's wrong with my appearance?" Wang Mo was stared at by him for too long, so he reached out and touched his cheek subconsciously.

"Very handsome." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

Isn't this nonsense? Wang Mo thought to himself.

"But it's not as beautiful as it is now." Xun Ying seemed to be trying hard to find some adjectives that could explain it.

Wang Mo: "..."

"It's not beautiful in flesh and blood"

Wang Mo repeated Xun Ying's words, turned around in his heart, and then asked him, "Is it as beautiful as that dry salted fish?"

Xun Ying: "..."

Why does this little guy have such a rich imagination? Xun Ying thought to himself, the hard-working and energetic Wang Mo has nothing to do with the word salted fish.

"It's not salted fish." Xun Ying immediately denied Wang Mo's suggestion.

"It's that...inorganic feeling, as if you were not a human being at that time, but a statue of a god." Xun Ying tried his best to use a metaphor he thought was the most appropriate to explain to Wang Mo what he felt at that time.

Wang Mo: "..."

The person in this metaphor is not a person, so he shouldn’t be scolding me, Wang Mo thought.

"Like a statue? What kind of statue is it beautiful?" Wang Mo asked.

Xun Ying: "..."

After all, is this what he is most concerned about? Xun Ying thought to herself, she is quite beautiful.

"It's beautiful, just like the most beautiful artwork in the Renaissance, but..." Xun Ying recalled Wang Mo's appearance at that time, and it seemed that it took some time to find the right words to describe him.

"At that time, when you spoke, it was always irresistible, but I could also resist a little by virtue of my aura." Xun Ying described Wang Mo's bewitchment and its consequences as comprehensively as possible, Of course, since the process was too much, he avoided talking about it.

"You have resisted for a while relying on your aura value." Wang Mo listened for a long time, and finally grasped the essence of the problem.

"But I didn't even notice it." Wang Mo said.

"That's because I still have a strong couple filter for you, and this part is offset by the part that uses aura to resist." Xun Ying said.

In fact, there is no need for Wang Mo to use any subconscious methods of bewitching him. Just by being coquettish to him, Xun Ying will definitely obey his lover.

"Although the effect cannot be seen, I think I can draw a preliminary conclusion about this new skill tree." Xun Ying made a final concluding speech with the attitude of practicing true knowledge.

"That is, people with higher aura values ​​are more resistant to your bewitching. If they are ordinary people, they probably have no way to resist at all." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo was silent for a while, and then said with emotion: "Oh, fortunately, I am a good person, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

"Yes, and it's a good thing you're married." Xun Ying continued.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Are we married now?" Wang Mo thought for a while, and then asked Xun Yingdao.

Xun Ying: "..."

"I think it counts, if there is... the reality of husband and wife." Xun Ying thought for a while and said.

Compared with Xun Ying, Wang Mo is a more ceremonial type. Of course, he feels that the relationship between them has completely stabilized to the depth that meets the requirements of marriage, but he is still more serious about things like setting wine and entertaining guests. It may be that Xun Ying, who has been alive since the time of Hou'er, has a very indifferent view of the world, has to be more persistent. Wang Mo had no family before, so he devoted himself to forming a warm small family by himself.

"But I still want to treat guests with wine." Thinking of this, Wang Mo puffed up his face and asked Xun Ying.

"Of course there is no problem. Where do you want to place wine and invite guests?" After hearing Wang Mo's request, Xun Ying immediately agreed.

Wang Mo thought about it for a while. His circles are nothing more than the supernatural circle and the entertainment circle. In the entertainment circle, Wang Mo doesn't really form cliques. The actors who have worked with him also send their wishes in groups during holidays. Even if it's over, the only people who are close are the manager, Sister Li and Brother Li's family.

However, after I told Sister Li that I was going to marry Xun Ying, she might have to cry for another ten days and a half months. In order for Sister Li not to be stimulated, Wang Mo decided to talk about this matter slowly.

As for his friends in the supernatural circle, the Lao Mao family must be invited, as well as his younger brothers. The painting style is unique, so he can leave a very deep impression visually, and some of them can frequently appear in his dreams, of course, they are nightmares.

In addition, Little Tail also helped himself a little bit. He could invite him to eat at the table of his ex-boyfriend, so that he could cheer up and strive for a new happiness.

When Wang Mo thought of this, the candidates for the wedding were basically decided.

"I probably just want to invite these people, what about you?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying after discussing the list he planned to invite with Xun Ying.

"I'm talking about the Liuli puppets at home. Most of the other acquaintances don't have much contact with each other." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo nodded. Ever since it was rumored that their master might have taken refuge in negative energy, the supernatural circles tended to stay away from Xun Ying's branch. There is no need to put a hot face on a cold ass.

"When master comes back, let's hold a family dinner alone and tell him the old man." Wang Mo smiled while holding Xun Ying's hand.

"En." Xun Ying simply hummed, but his heart was full of tacit understanding between each other.

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Since discussing the matter of setting up wine and entertaining guests that day, Wang Mo has become very concerned about this matter.

Given that among his acquaintances, only Lao Mao and his manager, Sister Li, were married, he had only these two options to ask.

It is unlikely to ask the agent Sister Li on the sidelines, Wang Mo thought, because Sister Li will definitely overreact and ask Wang Mo if he plans to get married, so it seems that the only option that can be referred to is the old cat.

So Wang Mo recently began to actively assist the old cat to take care of the cubs, asking him all kinds of precautions about the wedding on the sidelines.

Old cat: "..."

"Have you ever seen a cat holding a wedding before?" The old cat looked at Wang Mo very puzzled and asked.

"Yes", Wang Mo thought for a while, and then answered the old cat's question.

"Look," Wang Mo said, opened his social media, and showed Lao Mao a video.

In the video, there is a picture of two cats having their wedding under the blessing of their owners, and they are also wearing very cute wedding dresses and dresses that pets can wear.

Old cat: "..."

"Arranged marriages have no soul." Lao Mao said blankly.

"Wait a minute, could it be that... you and Xun Ying are going to treat guests with wine?" the old cat asked Wang Mo belatedly.

"That's the thing." Wang Mo glanced at the old cat with your winking eyes, then nodded and said.

"Wow, congratulations." The old cat said beamingly.

Since it is his own patriarch and the little brother who has a deep friendship is going to get married, the old cat can't hang up like it is when facing other people.

"Speaking of which, I remember that there has always been a folk saying that a mouse marries a daughter. Maybe the mouse has a better say in the matter of organizing the wedding." After brainstorming for a long time, the old cat finally said belatedly. .

Wang Mo: "..."

"But even if such a thing really happened, Brother Cat, can you still find out about the Mouse's house?" Wang Mo asked looking at the old cat with an expression of witnessing the cat's confusing behavior.

"How do you know if you don't try it? Actually, I think I can still talk. After all, we have been in love and killed each other for so many years, and the possibility of striking up a conversation is always higher than that of strangers." Lao Mao said.

Since the old cat said that everything was covered by him, Wang Mo began to sit and wait.

The old cat entrusted its cubs to Wang Mo to take care of them first, then volunteered to change into a cat form, jumped out of the window and left.

Once turned into a cat, out of cat instinct, the old cat quickly found a mouse hole in a remote corner.

However, after he released his aura and checked his aura, he was disappointed to find that the rats in this cave were very ordinary rats, they couldn't transform into human beings, so they couldn't communicate with him. besides being eaten.

However, the old cat thought he was a cat who paid great attention to food hygiene, so he didn't intend to eat the litter of mice, so he had to keep looking.

The old cat walked slowly and leisurely all the way from the city center, until the end of it was sore, and he couldn't find a single ideal mouse.

So he had no choice but to go to the small alley to change a cat outfit, and then had a cup of coffee in a cafe dressed like a dog, and then called his little brothers one by one to ask if they knew about it. What a terrible rat.

The hard work pays off, and the old cat really got a useful piece of information after inquiring about it.

Now the mice are basically extinct in the buildings in the metropolis, only some bungalows and suburbs can still be seen, and in an old house in the suburbs, it is said that there is a litter of mice that can communicate with cats like Laomao.

After the old cat hung up the phone, he took a taxi to the legendary old house.

It was a mansion that seemed to be quite old, and it used the blindfold method commonly used in the supernatural circle. What others saw was slightly different from what people in the industry saw.

For example, at the gate, what ordinary people see is a locked gate, but the old cat can see that this gate is not built like an ordinary quadrangle gate for humans to enter and exit, but looks like a zoomed-in gate. The rat hole.

Old cat: "..."

Although we are all civilized people, I still have the desire to fight unconsciously. What's the matter? As he spoke, he suddenly became energetic, and it would be too bad to hurt someone any more.

However, it was obvious that the old cat was worrying too much, because he had been patting on the door panel for a long time, but no one came to open the door for him at all.

Old cat: "..."

Is this family not at home? The old cat thought to himself.

He intends to go back directly, but thinking that he has already boasted a lot in front of his younger brother Wang Mo, so he went back with such embarrassment, which not only failed his younger brother's trust, but also made him look ugly.

If it was in the past, when the old cat was fed by himself and the whole family was not hungry, such things as face were dispensable to him, but now he not only has a wife, but also his children have gone to middle school, so it can't be like this anymore Forget about your own glorious image.

Although the halo of their family's recent glorious image has been concentrated on the puppet cat, the old cat thought to himself.

But he also had to admit that the puppet cat still gave himself a lot of face in front of their ten cat cubs, and had always been committed to creating his image of a peerless good male cat.

My wife has worked hard for me, Lao Mao thought with emotion, thinking of this, he knocked on the door more frequently.

"Is there anyone?" The old cat knocked on the door and greeted twice, thinking that if it was a deep house, he might not hear the knock on the door for a while and then greeted again. If there was no one, he had no choice but to leave.

Just when the old cat waited for a few seconds, and was about to turn away in despair, he heard a "squeak".

Old cat: "..."

How about I wait a little longer, the old cat thought.

He stood still, and after waiting for a few seconds, a very, very small window was opened in the upper part of the door of the human-shaped mouse cave.

So the old cat went up to watch carefully, and didn't see anyone's face through the too small window, but saw a few bristled beards.

The old cat poked it, and heard a scream from inside, and then a small face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks appeared in the small window.

"Don't get involved," said the sharp-billed monkey cheek.

"My beard is stained with your breath, and it's easy to be unclear when I sleep at night."

Old cat: "..."

"I'm sorry." The old cat felt that his behavior just now was indeed a bit tiger, but his body could have been bigger than a tiger, which is true.

"Who are you looking for?" the monkey-cheeked man looked at the old cat and asked cautiously.

"Let's say it up front. Although the main body has some festivals, everyone is now a civilized person and lives in a society ruled by law. If you want to eat me, I will not let you succeed."

Old cat: "..."

"I abide by the spirit circle convention. Everyone is a civilized person and pays attention to food safety." The old cat said quickly.

"I'm here this time, mainly to ask you about the process of a mouse marrying a daughter. My little brother is getting married, and I want to ask about the customs and habits of the ghost circle." The old cat said.

Sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks: "..."

"Whoever told you we know the process," the sharp-nosed monkey asked blankly.

"Isn't there always a legend about a mouse marrying a daughter in the market?" the old cat asked in confusion.

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks: "..."

"Do you just believe what these market rumors say? There are also cartoons where you are beaten like rotten pears by us every day, but in the real world, do you think I care about you? I dare to blatantly tell you Do you open the door?" The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks successfully turned off the old cat with a series of questioning.