Baiyao Policy

Li Minghuang didn't get the answer he wanted, and his tone was so cold that he wanted to freeze him in place.

The person standing in front of Li Minghuang with his head bowed can experience this feeling every time he brings news. The number of times has increased, but he is not as frightened as before. After nodding respectfully to Li Mingwang, his figure flickers Disappeared in place.

Li Mingwang looked down at Wen Yubai's footprints that were not covered by snow just now, his eyes flashed, and he remained silent for a long time, then turned around slowly, holding an umbrella and slowly disappeared into the street camera.

On the other side, Wen Yubai held the dumpling in his arms, lowered his head and asked softly as he walked, "Is it cold?"

Tuanzi poked his head out of the layers of soft scarves, his long ears flicked to the sides: "It's not cold."

Wen Yubai gently stroked Tuanzi's furry head, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's fine if it's not cold." Although Tuanzi is really hairy now, he also knows that rabbits are not resistant to cold.

Seeing Wen Yubai's expression, Tuanzi moved in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yubai relaxed his hands, lowered his head and asked.Feeling the movement of Tuanzi, he loosened the strength in his hand.

The strength disappeared, and Tuanzi immediately broke free from the wrapping of the scarf. With a slight effort on his short legs, he jumped from his embrace to the ground.

As soon as the limbs of the dumpling landed on the ground, it turned back into the chubby, round|rolling little boy before.

"Pull~" After turning back into a human, Tuanzi walked to Wen Yubai's side in two steps, raised his right hand towards him, and said softly.

Wen Yubai looked at Tuanzi's slightly spread five fingers, his eyes became softer, and he held it gently.

Holding hands, Tuanzi showed a contented smile on his childish|tender face, walking on his short legs, the one big and one small walked slowly towards home.

More than ten minutes later, Wen Yubai and Tuanzi stopped in front of a house, and before they could make a move, the dark iron gate automatically moved to both sides and opened.

Wen Yubai and Tuanzi looked at each other—it was so late, and someone still left the door open for them.

The two of them went out at almost eleven o'clock, and now it's past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and none of them has slept.This can only happen if...

"Baibai, who do you think will be today?" Tuanzi looked up at Wen Yubai, with an inexplicable excitement in his tone.

The path in the middle of the courtyard that should have been covered by heavy snow did not have any snow at all, and the dry marble pavement formed a sharp contrast with the thick snow on both sides.

Walking through the courtyard, Wen Yubai and Tuanzi stood on the steps in front of the gate. Tuanzi's ears moved, and he swore to Wen Yubai and said, "Bet on a carrot, sister Zhuqiu."

Wen Yubai shook his head lightly: "Qing Huan."

After hearing this, Tuanzi stretched out his chubby index finger and said, "It's definitely Miss Zhuqiu!"

Wen Yubai smiled, noncommittal, at this moment, the door in front of them slowly opened with a 'squeak' sound.

After the door opened, Tuanzi couldn't wait to run in, and Wen Yubai followed behind him calmly.

"Master, hahaha, let me tell you, Qing Huan lost again this time." In the hall, many people surrounded him noisily, and when they saw Wen Yubai coming in, they hurriedly told him the latest situation.

Wen Yubai saw Qing Huan who was sitting on the corner of the sofa with a dejected expression, and then looked at Tuanzi who was depressed, and nodded: "I can see it."

Tuanzi lost a carrot just now, and at this time, he was pointing at Qing Huan like an adult, pointing at Qing Huan, "Brother Qing Huan! During the day, didn't you pat your chest and promise that you are better at illusion skills?" Sister Zhuqiu Gao, are you sure you will win this time?"

Tuanzi's small body and his tone of voice seemed to be against harmony, and the people around him burst out laughing at his appearance.

"Xiao Tuanzi, you still don't know what Qing Huan is like after decades? Want to win against me? Go back to Linqing Mountain and practice for another 500 years." Zhu Qiu, who won Qing Huan's fight again, was in a good mood. He blinked and said.

"That's right, every time I lose, I feel sorry for your carrot."

"Fat Tuantuan, let's not bet on him next time, it would be better to replace him with Zhuqiu."

"Haha, I feel sorry for Xiaotuanzi..."

After listening to everyone's words, Tuanzi puffed up his cheeks, looked at Qinghuan with resentment, and said lightly, "They are right, and they will never believe you again!"

"Haha, the little rabbit finally knows the right direction to be a monster. Congratulations, you don't have a dark head anymore." The rest of the people laughed even more when they saw Tuanzi like this, and joked.

Qing Huan looked up at Tuanzi, and smiled flatteringly: "Fat... no, Xiao Jing, listen to brother's explanation..."

Tuanzi's ears are sharp, so he didn't miss the word 'fat' in front of it, he snorted: "I heard the word before! Also, don't think that I can forgive you by calling you Xiaojing, Xiaojing can only call you for nothing! "

Qing Huan looked at Tuanzi, momentarily at a loss for words, and patted her chest in the morning to assure that the person was indeed her...embarrassed.

The crowd quarreled for a while, Wen Yubai stepped forward, rubbed the dumpling's head, and said, "Uncle Tao made radish cake, it's on the table, go and eat it, eat it and go to bed early."

Hearing the radish cake, the original depression on Tuanzi's face was swept away, his eyes lit up, he turned around and ran towards the radish cake.

Wen Yubai looked at Tuanziyuan|Rolling's body, smiled gently, then turned his head to look at the people who were still in the living room, and said, "It's so late, you should go back to your room to sleep, you have something to do in the morning."

Wen Yubai even spoke, and everyone responded with a smile, and then floated, jumped, flew, and scattered.

"Li Que, you'd better come down and go, you have already crashed the chandelier twice this month!"

"The floor is too slippery. It's not like you don't know about the snake when I walk. Besides, it's only been hit twice. I didn't say it hurts. Do you still feel sorry for the chandelier?"

"It's only the [-]th today! It's because of you that the planner has to open a shop and do a side job to make money. Look at you, what a waste of money!"

"What about you, how many stickers do you need to use to warm your baby in winter? Look, even the tail is attached, it's ugly and expensive!"

"I'm afraid of the cold by nature, you..."

When Wen Yubai went upstairs, he heard birds flying and snakes jumping behind him, and shook his head helplessly—who would have thought that such a group of monsters lived in the eerie Demon Crossing Pavilion that was rumored outside?

Wen Yubai went upstairs and saw a musk lily suddenly appearing in the corridor. After bypassing it, he couldn't help but remind him: "Luoluo, go back to the room and sleep. What will you do if someone accidentally steps on it in the corridor?"

After hearing Wen Yubai's words, the musk lily that was originally in the middle of the corridor silently moved to the wall, and its branches and leaves were tightly attached to the wall.

Wen Yubai: "..." So what's so good about this corridor?Why do you want to sleep here?

Wen Yubai sighed, and was about to open the door to enter the room, when a voice suddenly came from behind: "Plan Master."

Wen Yubai returned to his senses, looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him, and nodded to him: "Uncle Tao is so late, you haven't slept either."

Uncle Tao shook his head: "I was woken up by the children, strategist, are you going well tonight?"

Wen Yubai replied: "It went well, but in the end Li Minghuang came."

Hearing Wen Yubai's words, Uncle Tao was taken aback, and asked uncertainly, "He's here?"

Wen Yubai nodded: "En."

Uncle Tao frowned: "I haven't seen that lord for half a year, right?"

Wen Yubai didn't know what Uncle Tao meant by saying this, he just thought it was an ordinary question, so he also nodded.

Seeing Wen Yubai's expression, Uncle Tao opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, his eyes were a bit complicated, the adult and the strategist...

After a while, Uncle Tao sighed in his heart, that's all, he still doesn't want to get involved with young people.

"It's the end of the new year soon, and there will definitely be more things to deal with recently. Adults should also take care of their health." Looking at Wen Yubai's thin body, Uncle Tao couldn't help repeating what he had said many times.

Wen Yubai smiled: "I will, Uncle Tao, go back and rest early."

Uncle Tao nodded slowly. After saying good night, he turned and walked to his room. When he passed by Musk Lily, he shook his head angrily——this girl, Luoluo, just told her not to drink so much at dinner. Fruit wine, it's all right now, I fell asleep directly in the corridor.

Entering the room, Wen Yubai took off his coat, thinking that Li Minghuang was so close to him not long ago, his breath still seemed to be on the coat now, and the palms he had lightly licked with his tongue still felt a little strange heat...

Thinking of Li Minghuang's face, a trace of bewilderment flashed in Wen Yubai's eyes.

Wen Yubai stood beside the bed with his coat in his arms for a long time, and when the smell on the coat dissipated, he gently put down the coat, took the pajamas and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Lying on the bed, closing his eyes, the question that Wen Yubai had pondered for many years began to linger in his mind again—how should we count the relationship between humans and demons?

Human lifespan is fleeting to the demon, but I... but my heart clearly rejects this answer.

Wen Yubai didn't sleep well tonight either.