believe your evil

Having a mother by my side is indeed a very secure thing.

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From the basement to getting on the elevator to opening the door and entering the house, there was a mother Sheng between Sheng Lian and Ji Jiuyou, and the scene was once very peaceful and warm.

After entering the door, Sheng's mother continued to entertain Ji Jiuyou warmly, poured water with slippers, and explained: "Sheng Lian's father is not at home, and went on a short trip with his old classmates."

Ji Jiuyou changed his shoes and entered the door, his eyes swept across the room, his eyes suddenly softened a bit, and his temper in his bones restrained a lot.

When Sheng Lian got home, he changed his clothes first, and came out in loose home clothes. He sat on the sofa, relaxed his body and mind, and took some fruit from the coffee table to eat.

Ji Jiuyou had never seen Sheng Lian with such an expression before, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances. Mother Sheng was making a fruit plate in the kitchen, and Sheng Lian was biting the fruit, with her arms on her knees, leaning over to the coffee table , whispered to Ji Jiuyou on the other end: "You want to do something here again?"

Looking at Sheng Lian, Ji Jiuyou snorted and replied in a low voice, "I really don't dare."

Sheng Lian raised his eyebrows, and said in a tone of beating: "It's okay, my mother is an old and weak woman and child, and she can't do anything to you."

But Ji Jiuyou raised his hand and pointed to the room where Sheng Lian just changed clothes: "I still want to sleep there in the future, of course I have to behave myself."

Sheng Lian silently rolled his eyes, and sat back with a bad expression.

On the opposite side, Ji Jiuyou had another teasing expression.

Sheng Lian suddenly straightened his back and turned to look at the gate: "Dad, why are you back!"

Ji Jiuyou raised his hand to hide his expression, his loose back suddenly straightened up, and he put on a serious face, but he turned his head to look at the door, where there was no one, the door was closed.

Ji Jiuyou: "..."

Sheng Lian took another bite of the apple, and raised his eyebrows proudly at Ji Jiuyou.

Ji Jiuyou looked at Sheng Lian with deep eyes, knowing very well that this was retaliation for his revenge for sticking his fingers to his lips, but he soon felt relieved, after all, he remembered the "more egregious things" he had done before, What Sheng Lian did was really nothing.

Looking at Ji Jiuyou's expression, Sheng Lian also guessed a little bit. The old father's mentality was thinking about what the "more exaggerated thing" was, and he seemed to be frightened by the kid on the opposite side.

During this period, Sheng Lian traveled frequently on business, and he lived outside when he returned to City A. It had been a while since he had eaten at home. Mother Sheng thought her son could stay for dinner today, but Sheng Lian still had to go back to No. 9, so there was no way. stay long.

But before leaving, there are more important things to do.

——In the industry expo hosted by the Qi family this year, in the third session, why is there information about Mama Sheng's horoscope and palm print?

Logically speaking, horoscopes and palm prints are very personal information, which is more difficult to disclose than ID cards and phone numbers. The key point is that in this information society, horoscopes and palm prints are almost useless, so what? Will it fall into the hands of the organizer of the expo?

Sheng's mother was pushed to sit on the sofa by Sheng Lian. Hearing Sheng Lian ask herself this question, she asked strangely, "Your department still cares about this?"

Sheng Lian lied: "It's either our department, or isn't it looking for personal information to buy and sell recently? I just happened to see your information in the investigation briefing of the internal system, so I came to ask."

Sheng's mother didn't understand how an audit department in Shenglian saw these things through the internal system, but when she heard that her personal information had been bought and sold, her attention was diverted immediately, and she recalled: "What card are you applying for now?" Ah, everything needs a phone number, and I don’t know who disclosed the phone number.”

Sheng Lian: "It's not a phone number, it's a date of birth."

There will be a person's date of birth on the ID card, so if personal information is leaked, it is normal for others to know the six characters in the horoscope, but the specific time of birth is generally useless, and outsiders generally cannot know it.

Sheng Lian knows Mama Sheng's horoscope because Mama Sheng has a good friend who loves fortune-telling, the aunt who accompanied her to buy a cemetery last time. Sure enough, when she came back, Sheng's mother spat back in front of her son and husband, and Sheng Lian wrote down her own mother's horoscope.

As for the palmprint information, it is even more difficult for outsiders to detect it.

Mother Sheng heard that it was the horoscope, and recalled: "I went to fortune-telling, and I reported the horoscope to the other party at that time, but that liar tells so many people's fortunes every day, so he probably didn't remember my horoscope on purpose?"

Sheng Lian: "What about the palm prints? Who showed you palm reading and took photos."

Mama Sheng reacted immediately: "Yes, yes! Didn't I apply for a beauty salon card? A little girl in the shop showed me my palmistry. She did take photos at the time, saying I took it back to help me research, and I completely forgot about it later, and never asked her again."

Beauty salon?

Sheng Lian and Ji Jiuyou looked at each other, and the former said immediately, "Where's your hairdressing card?"

Mama Sheng didn't ask nonsense, and immediately stood up: "Oh, it's in the wallet in the drawer of the room, I'll get it for you."

The beauty salon where Mama Sheng applied for the card is called "Zhenmeiyan". It is a high-end beauty and hairdressing shop. I go to spend every week, and the annual consumption in "Zhenmeiyan" is about 5000, which is the lowest level of consumption among VIP users.

Sheng's mother handed the card to Sheng Lian: "They still think I'm spending too little, so they want me to recharge the card, so I won't be fooled! When I applied for the card, they tricked me into charging 2 yuan, and I haven't used it up until now. , When the money in the card is used up this year, it will be over. Every time I go there, they will trick me into dyeing and perming my hair. It was cut off and asked me to pick it up again, so why did I cut it off?"

Sheng Lian put the card in his pocket: "Okay, put this card here first, I will talk to my colleagues later, maybe someone in that store is reselling information." Then he went back to the room, changed his clothes and came out , Ready to go back to Office 9.

Mother Sheng looked at Ji Jiuyou: "I really don't want to stay for dinner."

Ji Jiuyou smiled and said, "Next time, I'll send Sheng Lian back to the department."

After changing his clothes, Sheng Lian went downstairs with Ji Jiuyou with the haircut card in his pocket. When they arrived at the parking lot and fastened their seat belts, Sheng Lian looked sideways at the driver's seat vigilantly to prevent Ji Jiuyou from doing anything again. .

Ji Jiuyou pressed the seat belt, without turning his head, he snorted, "What are you afraid of?"

Sheng Lian: "Do I look like I'm afraid?"

Ji Jiuyou glanced at Sheng Lian: "Then what are you doing holding the Samsara River in your pocket?"

Sheng Lian: "I am willing."

When the headlights came on, Ji Jiuyou snorted and didn't leave immediately, but sat down, turned his head slowly, stared at Sheng Lian, with a hidden light in his eyes: "That time, you also greeted Sheng Lian with the Samsara River I."

? ?

As Ji Jiuyou said, he squinted his eyes, as if remembering something, with a rather cheerful look on his face, that dandy energy came out again, and he looked at Sheng Lian with a smile: "But I'm not as sober as I am now, drunk .”

Sheng Lian: "..."

The air conditioner was fully air-conditioned, and the originally hot car quickly cooled down. After Ji Jiuyou said this, he didn't say anything, but squinted at Sheng Lian, as if he was immersed in a certain memory.

And the words he said out loud, the "once upon a time" mentioned, finally officially tore open the crumbling window paper.

Ji Jiuyou has no past, he only has this life in his life, and this past is naturally Sheng Lian's past, his last life as the envoy of God, Ji Bai.

Sheng Lian's heart thumped, thinking that this moment has finally come.

However, Ji Jiuyou did not continue this topic, and seemed to be obsessed with not talking too much about the past with Sheng Lian.

Back at 9 that day, Ji Jiuyou directly led Yan Wuchang to a meeting. Sheng Lianqian sat for 15 minutes, and then it was time to get off work. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he simply left work and went back to the rented villa——

Because of the heavy overtime work recently and frequent visits to Netherworld, in order to prevent his family members from being tainted with Netherworld Yin Qi, Sheng Lian lived here in the villa when he returned to the human world.

The villa was huge, and it was empty for one person to live in. Sheng Lian went back to his bedroom on the second floor, took a shower and changed his clothes. The bed was spread out, and he couldn't help but think of what Ji Jiuyou said in the basement car.

——That time, you also greeted me with the Samsara River.

——but not as sober as now, drunk.

This was the first time Ji Jiuyou formally mentioned "Once upon a time" in front of Sheng Lian. There were only two sentences and twenty characters, but Sheng Lian kept it in his heart and savored it countless times.

Greet Ji Jiuyou with the Samsara River?What did he do to be greeted by the Samsara River?

Unconsciousness is because of drunkenness, right?Alone, or with whom?How did you get drunk?

Since Ji Jiuyou knew it all, it was because he was watching from the side, right?

And, that time, which time?Could it be the one that "did more"?

……

The doubts and curiosity in Sheng Lian's heart became more and more lingering. He lay on the bed tossing and turning, and sighed several times. In the shape of a big dog, it ran to the bed, with its chin on the window sill, and two black cones were embedded in the dog's face, like a pair of copper bell-sized eyes, "staring" at the restless man on the bed. bit.

In the second life, with no memory, how could Sheng Lian know what happened?

But at this moment, he was extremely curious.

Thinking of this, the immortal sat up, walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer on the first floor, and took out a green pendant all over the body. The small one was worn in a red string, and it was in the shape of a lotus pod——

This thing was not sent by anyone, it was picked up by Sheng Lian. That day on Dengbao Mountain, in the cabbage box in the cabin, there were two pieces of paper on the first layer, and this exquisite finger-sized piece on the second layer. small lotus.

At that time, besides the lotus pod, there was a piece of paper at the bottom of the box, and only two words were written on the third piece of paper——

Quit drinking.

At that time, Sheng Lian didn't understand it at all, and he didn't connect the two words on the paper with the little lotus. Now, holding it in the palm of his hand, he always feels that the lotus is a flagon?

He didn't know what the mystery of this little lotus pod was, but he was thinking about wine, and suddenly, a green light flashed, the lotus pod suddenly became bigger, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

Sheng Lian bought lotus seeds on the street and knew that there were lotus seeds in the air of the lotus pod, but there must be no lotus seeds in the clear lotus pod in his hand at this moment.

Samsarahe turned into a white-lined dog, turned half a circle around the room, jumped over the end of the bed and ran over, saw the lotus pod in Shenglian's hand, didn't bark, grabbed it in one bite, turned around and ran away.

"Hey!" The lotus pod in his hand was robbed, Sheng Lian hurriedly got up to chase after it, but saw the big white dog throw the lotus pod on the ground, the tip of its nose arched on the lotus pod, and a column of wine sprayed out from the lotus pod, the big white dog "" Aww, he opened his mouth and drank familiarly, flicking his tail so that he wished he could fly.

It turned out to be so useful.

Sheng Lian walked over, the dog snatched the lotus pod from his mouth, and drove the big white dog aside. He held it with one hand, and poked a poke on a lotus pod with the other hand. In an instant, a column of wine sprayed out, and Sheng Lian followed suit. Watching the big white dog open his mouth, he drank half a sip, and when he tasted it, it turned out to be a fresh and sweet fruit wine—it still tasted like peaches.

This peach-flavored fruit wine is very sweet and delicious, without too much alcohol taste, presumably the alcohol concentration is not high, it is the brewed fruit wine.

Sheng Lian poked another hole in the lotus pod again, but the wine that came out this time was not the same as before. The taste was familiar, and it turned out to be white wine.

Try the third shower hole one by one, this time it becomes apple-flavored fruit wine.

Sheng Lian is not good at wine, but he prefers sweet things. The wine in this sip is mostly sweet and fruity, very delicious. After tasting one lotus pod hole by one lotus pod hole, it is unavoidable to be greedy.

It was too late when he realized that he was a little dizzy, the lotus pod was thrown on the bed, he sat on the head of the bed, looked up, the ceiling was spinning.

He knew that he was drunk now, and he didn't understand how to drink this non-alcoholic fruit wine to get drunk. He squinted his eyes and half-lyed, sighed, and thought to himself, forget it, just go to sleep when you are drunk. , eyes closed, fell asleep in the past.

The lotus pod on the bed automatically retracted to the size of a finger not long after, and at the end of the bed that Sheng Lian hadn't noticed, the big white dog who had only taken a sip of wine had long since fallen asleep. Not long after, after Sheng Lian fell asleep, he became A mass of limp white silk spread out on the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, soft footsteps came from outside the door.

The door of the suite was not closed at all. Ji Jiuyou entered the door and walked to the door of the bedroom. At a glance, he saw Sheng Lian who was lying drunk on the bedside, and Bai Ling who was lying on the ground and also smelled of alcohol.

Turning his gaze, the emerald-like green lotus pod on the white bed sheet was particularly eye-catching.

Ji Jiuyou raised his brows, with a look of 12 surprises on his face. When he raised his hand, the emerald lotus pod fell into his palm. He held the lotus pod and looked at it twice. He didn't seem to be careless when he was playing with the ring. fierce.

He hummed softly, looking at the emerald lotus pod in his hand: "I thought this wine vessel had been thrown away long ago, so I'm still reluctant." As he said, he pinched his hand, and the emerald lotus pod disappeared into the palm of his hand.

Even if Ji Jiuyou guessed with his toes, he knew why there was such an emerald lotus pod on Shenglian's side. No need to think about it, it was obviously taken from Dengbao Mountain that day.

He walked to the bed, looked at Sheng Lian's sleeping face full of alcohol, bent over, put one hand on the bed, and the other propped on the head of the bed, squinting: "Dare to drink again, what did I do back then?" You've completely forgotten about the bastard, right?"

With disgust in his mouth, he pulled the quilt with his hands and gently covered Sheng Lian.

The lights in the house were automatically dimmed, and the temperature of the air conditioner was automatically adjusted to sleep mode. Ji Jiuyou sat down by the bed in a leisurely manner, put his feet on a chair by the bed, and took out the emerald lotus pod again. He raised his hand, and a glass The cup slipped into his palm automatically.

He held it firmly, and the emerald lotus pod became bigger and floated in mid-air, like pouring wine, the body tilted, a dozen of lotus pod holes simultaneously spilled columns of wine, gathered into a stream, and fell into the wine glass.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ji Jiuyou took a sip of his drink, looked relaxed, turned his head, saw Sheng Lian sleeping soundly on the bed, and smiled softly.

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In the past, many gadgets were built on Dengbao Mountain, such as treasures such as the Samsara River, and naturally there were also useless magic tools such as emerald lotus pods.

Chicken ribs are chicken ribs, but they are the envoy's favorite, just because it's convenient, and he can drink at any time.

When this tasteless emerald lotus pod was first created, the four monsters and three ghosts of the Nether were already very active, and the Nether was almost a mess, and the angels were too lazy to care about these bears, so angrily closed the mountain for the second time, and moved directly from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain , and has not gone down the mountain for nearly a hundred years.

At that time, Qijue had already become their own masters, and Ji Jiuyou hadn't yet become king. He visited Dengbao Mountain several times, but was invited down by the prohibition on the mountain. In a rage, he chopped ten roads on the top of Dengbao Mountain. Jin Lei was tied back to the lotus pond on the mountainside by the Samsara River.

Ji Jiuyou remembered clearly that it was the first time the two reunited after a hundred years after the envoy returned to Baoshan—he was tied up and thrown on the hard bed in the wooden house, beside him was The shimmering holy light, and the warm and cuddly body.

Just like a hundred years ago, that person's face was still behind the light, even if he got close, he couldn't see clearly, but this was the first time he was so close to that person, so close that he could clearly feel his breathing and heartbeat.

Since the Samsara River is a treasure, it is naturally impossible to break free at will. Ji Jiuyou knew this, so he never resisted along the way. Now that he is still bound, he has no intention of breaking free.

So, lying flat on the bed, he watched helplessly as he was pulled into the embrace of the person beside him.

Ji Jiuyou raised his eyebrows high, and soon smelled the smell of alcohol.

"Hey, I'm also so drunk that I'm hallucinating, isn't this Xiao Jiu?" The smell of alcohol sprayed on his cheeks, Ji Jiuyou couldn't react for a while, and was stunned.

But before he could answer, another lazy voice came from the face behind the Holy Light: "Well, it's a dream anyway, let's give it a kiss, it looks really like it."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ji Jiuyou's reaction, a kiss landed on his lips.

Ever since Ji Jiuyou climbed out of the Eighteen Hells, he has never been in love. He has been thinking about how to dominate the Nether world all day long. His life is full of gunpowder, and he has never tasted the sweetness of love. Killing became famous, even the female demon dared not dare to come out and get close to him.

This was the first time that someone not only hugged him tightly, but also sent him a kiss on his own initiative.

Ji Jiuyou's first reaction was to be at a loss, his mind went blank, but soon, anger filled his chest.

He couldn't break free from the River of Reincarnation, but it didn't mean that he was tied up and could only be slaughtered and captured. He twisted and pushed his body, and then he flipped the body away, kicked his legs to sit up, and was about to raise his hand to restrain him, but saw that Dao Dao Sheng Guang faded, and the envoy lying on the bed remained motionless. The loose front of his clothes was torn apart at some point, revealing a large piece of chest and shoulder armor. Ji Jiuyou took a look and was stunned again.

In the Netherworld, all the monsters are afraid of Ji Jiuyou, because he became famous at a young age, and he dares to kill any monsters, but in the Netherworld, everyone fears Ji Bai, the envoy who descended from Mount Bao.

Not only because he is the envoy of Nether, but also because of the silvery holy light blocking his body.

Like others, Ji Jiuyou, who has been nurtured by the envoy, has never seen the faces under the holy light, let alone the face, most of the time, the envoy is an awe-inspiring circle of light, standing on the ground, hundreds of meters away It can blind ghost eyes after opening it.

When Ji Jiuyou was a child, he tried his best to see the true face, but he never succeeded. When he was older, he didn't bother to think about these appearance issues. He even once thought that even with a young voice, people under the holy light That body should also be wrinkled—isn't it an angel, shouldn't he be a bad old man?

But at this moment, the light kiss with the smell of alcohol, and the smooth and silky texture exposed in the sight, all these moves clearly indicate the fact that the envoy and the bad old man may have nothing to do with each other at all. .

The drunk man seemed to be asleep, lying down breathing gently, Ji Jiuyou sat in a daze for a while, suddenly, by a strange coincidence, he stretched out his hands bound by the Samsara River, and fell into the stream of holy light In the process, he touched the face that he had tried his best but had never seen.

The first fingertips to touch should be the brows that were slightly wrinkled because of drunkenness, then downwards, the stiff bridge of the nose, and then downwards, the moist lips.

When the peak of his lips swept past, Ji Jiuyou wanted to stop his hand, but his lips opened slightly, and he didn't know what was the trend. He stuck his fingers in, and the warm lips did not resist him. She licked him, then bit her teeth gently.

Ji Jiuyou moved his fingers again without a teacher, and his fingertips touched a piece of tenderness. Soon, the piece of tenderness consciously stuck to his fingertips.

It is actually difficult to restrain emotions in the nature of monsters. The god envoy taught Ji Jiuyou at the foot of the mountain for many years, but he did not pull him back from the devil's way in the end. As soon as the mountain is gone, it can be seen that things like demons are indeed hard to change.

And Ji Jiuyou hasn't fought for lust for so many years, just because he hasn't embarked on this path, it doesn't mean that he is such a pure and ascetic demon.

The moment Ji Jiuyou's eyes fell on the satin-like chest and shoulders at the moment when his fingers were pressed softly, a fire burned from his heart to his limbs and bones, and he withdrew his eyes darkly. He picked up his fingers, and without stopping for a moment, he tore off the front of the long robe that was half-draped on the envoy's body.

That was a feeling Ji Jiuyou had never felt before, it was the strange sense of lust and possessiveness swept by madness - if a demon still has morality, it cannot be called a demon.

He tore off the upper body of the robe in a few strokes, and regardless of the bound hands, he leaned over and pressed it down, enjoying the surging possession and lust with his lips and teeth.

The person under him didn't seem to be asleep, and soon sighed softly again, and raised one hand directly, wrapped around Ji Jiuyou's back and hugged him, patted him lightly, and said vaguely: "Well, don't make trouble."

Ji Jiuyou suddenly had a bad intention, raised his head from his neck, and bared his teeth with a smirk: "Do you know who I am?"

There was another "uh" from behind the Holy Light, and after a while, he said slowly in a drunken tone, "Stop making trouble, Xiao Jiu, let me sleep for a while."

The cry of Xiao Jiu made Ji Jiuyou's chest feel hot again. He lowered his head, bit Sheng Lian's neck hard, and then smirked and said nonsense in the ears of the people under him: "It seems that there are not too many." Miss me on the mountain."

Then, as if blowing in the ear, he urged: "You tied me to sleep with you, shouldn't you also let go of this thing for me?"

The drunk man really raised his hand and touched the long silk around Ji Jiuyou's wrist. He probably didn't remember that the reason for tying him up the mountain was to punish those ten thunderbolts. With a swipe of his finger, the long silk immediately Untied, disappeared.

Ji Jiuyou, who had regained his freedom, sat up, moved his wrist, and smiled wickedly. Without waiting for the people around him to speak, he stretched out his hand, touched the invisible face, and said slowly: "Really let me come To sleep with you?"

The wrist was suddenly pinched, then pulled lightly, and fell back into the previous embrace.

Ji Jiuyou was so happy that he couldn't hide the smile on his face. He looked at the emerald lotus pod at the end of the bed, and raised his hand to fetch it from the air. It's hot.

He was drunk for three days and three nights. During these three days, although nothing happened, Ji Jiuyou was thoroughly touched by his hands, and Ji Bai was the same. The two of them drank on the wooden couch disheveledly. Kissing, touching, even the wind and snow outside the house can stop for a few degrees, but it can't cover the hotness of the house.

On the fourth day, Ji Jiuyou didn't wake up, but Ji Bai woke up first.

He opened his clear eyes, sat up, looked at the people around him, then at himself, and silently raised his hand to get rid of Chang Ling.

He sat disheveled on the bed, took the long silk and made gestures to the big beam on the top of the wooden house, with only one sentence in mind——

I don't know if it's too late to hang myself now.

If it's too late—

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Jiuyou beside him.

It should be too late to strangle the one lying next to him.

The author has something to say: It is wrong to overestimate the integrity of the angel, because the angel may not have such a thing

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