My monsters are going to heaven

"I'm older than you, not just in age."

... Tsk.

Others can't understand these words, so how can he, Lu Yiming, understand?

Lu Yiming gritted his teeth, pretended not to understand, and said mockingly, "That's right, he has a much bigger temper than me."

Stand up while talking.

Suddenly, his waist sank.

"Ouch!"

Lu Yiming was caught off guard, and fell onto Kim Poro's lap. When he realized it, he was forcefully grabbed by the arms around his waist, and he was hooked directly into the arms of the person behind him.

Immediately, all struggles were deadlocked.

Low Ci's voice sneered again in his ears: "Didn't you say that there is nothing to be ashamed of? There is nothing on me that you haven't touched, why are you running away?"

"When will I..." Although Lu Yiming gave up struggling, his mouth was still stubborn, "I just... hmph, forget it."

Broken and broken, he simply relaxed, leaned back, and lay down on the broad and strong chest behind him, with his head resting on Kimporo's neck, and when he looked up, he could see Kimporo's cage half hidden in the night sideburns.

Although the position made him uncomfortable, it was not uncomfortable.

The soft hair around Kimporo's ears fluttered in the night wind from time to time, sometimes gently brushing against the tip of Lu Yiming's nose.

Lu Yiming wrapped the strand of hair around his index finger and played with it with great interest.

Actually Kimporo was right.

In the past, his physical communication with Kim Poro was much more shameless than this, even if he wanted to be ashamed, it would be too late now.

——Where did Lu Yiming not see or touch Kim Poro's body that didn't need to be avoided?Not only have I touched it, but I'm afraid I've rubbed it back and forth, like smoothing a dog's fur.

Now... I think about it too much, but I feel uncomfortable.

In the past, he only cared about Kimporo as a pet son without any worries.

At that time, even if they hugged and slept naked together, they didn't think there was anything wrong.

He even seriously thought about finding a beautiful female monster to bring Kimporo back with him or something...

Lu Yiming secretly glanced at Jinpoluo, feeling surprised and amused that those stupid thoughts came out of his own head at that time.

I can't help but start thinking about a question in my mind:

Uh... Speaking of which, when did Kimporo start...to...cough...to himself?

Could it be... the first time we met?

No, no, this kind of love at first sight is too mandarin ducks and butterflies, not suitable for Kim Pora's tone.

I don't think there is anything special about getting along with each other on a daily basis.

In the beginning, wasn't it because he often teased Kimporo like a dog, but was ignored by Kimporo?

At this time, it is impossible...

Later, Kimporo's temper became more and more serious, and he would push his nose and face at every turn. He didn't dare to do such nonsense a long time ago.

... When did it start?

But this kind of question, even though Lu Yiming scratched his head, he couldn't ask it anyway.

Anyway, he was half awkward and half bewildered.

Kim Poro didn't read out that Young Master Lu had reviewed most of the scenes since the two met in just a few minutes.

He moved his hand from his waist to Young Master Lu's chin in a leisurely manner, and gently stroked the delicate skin there.

Lu Yiming raised his eyebrows because of the slight itching, grabbed the hand, and let him hold it obediently without moving.

Lu Yiming asked thoughtfully: "Have you ever signed a contract with anyone else before?"

He knew that if he asked "What exactly is a contract?" Kimporo would avoid answering the same question as before.

He was tired of this endless evasion, so he might as well change the way of asking.

Jin Po responded crisply, "No."

Lu Yiming continued to ask: "What good does it do you to order?"

"It's no good."

Lu Yiming glanced at him strangely: "Then why do you insist on making an appointment with me?"

Kim Poro looked down at him, under the lowered eyelids, there was a glimmer of light in his pupils.

He replied coldly: "I like it."

...Do you like me, or do you like to make a contract?

Lu Yiming thought for a while, but what he asked was: "If we sign a contract, what difference will we have?"

Kim Poro laughed mockingly, and said, "Do you want to order?"

"..." Lu Yiming broke free from his arms impatiently, stood up and patted his clothes, walked slowly to the room, and said coldly, "I'm sleepy."

He suddenly felt that between him and Kimporo, although they looked very close, they were separated by thousands of miles.

Sometimes Kimporo is like a spider that has cunningly built a web in the dark, and never forgets to tempt him to jump into it.

Over and over, over and over again.

He is bored.

Kimporo followed closely behind him.

It wasn't until Lu Yiming entered the door of his room, blocked Kim Poro from the door with one hand, and closed the door coldly in front of him, that Kim Poro realized something was wrong.

He asked through the door panel, "Are you angry?"

"That's right, can't you?" Lu Yiming deliberately replied without concealment, "Take your secrets into the coffin, I don't bother to ask."

Kimporo sneered.

"Obviously you said it, I don't need to say it."

——If I tell you, why don't you want to keep me thousands of miles away?

Kimporo raised his slender eyebrows and turned around angrily to leave.

But he couldn't move his feet.

He doesn't want to go.

He even didn't want Young Master Lu to look at him with that cool look like before.

There was no response from the house.

Kim Poro patted the door panel anxiously, and the door was bolted from the inside.

Gritting his teeth, he said in a low voice, "Open the door."

Lu Yiming still didn't reply.

The door has no intention of opening.

Kim Poro pressed his hand on the door and said in a deep voice, "You know, this door can't stop me."

In fact, Lu Yiming's anger disappeared in a blink of an eye after closing the door, but he just lit the lamp and deliberately sat at the table without speaking, to see how Kim Poro reacted.

Seeing that Kim Poro was in a hurry, it was a little funny, but he was about to get up and open the door while holding back his laughter.

As soon as he heard him say these words with a threatening tone, the anger that had just subsided surged up again, hitting his forehead.

Break away: "Get out!"

There was an instant silence outside the door.

Lu Yiming was stunned: really left?

Is this gone?

It's really crisp and neat.

As soon as he thought about it, the door slammed loudly.

"Crolo!"

The half-worn and thin door panel was pushed open by one hand, and it was broken into two halves in an instant and fell to the ground.

The person outside the door stood in front of the door in a cold and cold manner.

Lu Yiming was so frightened by the loud noise that his shoulders trembled and he looked up.

The kerosene lamp couldn't shine outside the door, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Lu Yiming could clearly feel the anger emanating from him.

Even the flames of the kerosene wicks seemed frightened, panicking in the glass shade.

Lu Yiming pretended to be calm, frowned, and reprimanded: "Okay, what are you doing breaking my door?"

Without saying a word, Kimporo stepped over the threshold and approached.

Little by little, the kerosene lamp carefully illuminated his angry eyes.

Feeling that the anger on his body had not subsided, Lu Yiming stood up unconsciously and stepped back.

Seeing Lu Yiming step back, Jinpoluo became even more angry for no reason.

He took the first step to block the road, grabbed Lu Yiming's shoulder and pushed him against the wall, wrapped him in the gap between his arms and the wall, pressed his forehead against his forehead, and said bitterly: "What are you afraid of? "

Lu Yiming was at a loss for words for a moment: You broke my door with your hands casually, am I not afraid?

Kim Poro continued to gnash his teeth self-servingly: "When have I ever hurt you? You are always scrupled."

"..." Lu Yiming faced the two cold lights shot from his eyes, and the fear in his heart gradually faded away.

He thought carefully for a while, and then said slowly, "I thought, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, but I tried my best, and I really can't trust a person who hides everything from me. Forgive me for not being able to do it. "

Facing Jinpoluo's silence, Lu Yiming continued: "Actually, you also know clearly that I am not the one who is so scruples."

After thinking and thinking, he finally said what he had buried in his heart for a long time: "Why are you always unwilling to tell me? Do you think I'm too stupid? Or do you think I'm not worthy to know? Or do you really have other intentions? Hmph , you actually have the face to say that I don’t believe you, you’re really a thief shouting to catch a thief!” The more you speak, the more angry you become, “In this world, besides Sister Chen, who else can I trust, besides you...? Isn’t that enough? ? If you think I have a secret, in fact, as long as you ask, I can tell you the whole story. Even if you have any relationship with Hua Moyan, I will never blame it... But you..."

"How much do you know?" Kimporo frowned deeply, interrupting his whining.

"What?" Lu Yiming was talking non-stop, but was suddenly interrupted, unable to react for a while.

Kim Poro put his hand on his ear, and said each word with a pause: "That evildoer named Hua." He paused, "You already knew about his existence, right?"

In fact, he hadn't thought about this possibility.

But Lu Yiming is really... In his opinion, Lu Yiming is really an idiot.

He has always stubbornly believed that Lu Yiming was ignorant of this.

At least not much is known.

Lu Yiming hesitated for a while, and briefly explained the matter of Mo Laodao, Hua Moyan's soul shifting and Hua Moyan's coercion.

It turned out to be the case.

Kim Poro nodded, and smiled charmingly: "I see."

——It turns out that you are not as stupid as I thought.

Then, things will be easier to handle.

You know it, but I still don't know anything!

Lu Yiming rolled his eyes at him and asked, "What's the matter with you and him?"

Kim Poro was silent for a while, and then said: "I will tell you everything, but not now." After hesitating for a while, he asked in a low voice as if worried: "... okay?"

Although Lu Yiming was a little unwilling, he couldn't help being a little funny when he heard him asking his opinion in such a low voice for the first time.

He didn't say yes or no, just pushed the front, and his tone softened a lot: "Tsk, get up and drive."

Hearing that his anger had subsided, Kim Poro pushed him back against the wall, rubbed his nose against the tip of his nose, and hummed softly, his tone instantly became sticky and domineering: "Open your mouth."

Lu Yiming, who was still immersed in the situation just now, couldn't help being dumbfounded for a moment.

——Just now, he was obviously serious and meaningful, as if he could discuss national affairs immediately, why did he suddenly become this look about to be in heat? !

What a beast.

He pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, stared at Kimporo with a red face and white eyes.

Kim Poro seemed to enjoy Lu Yiming's stare very much. Regardless of Lu Yiming's silent resistance, he directly bit the thin lip with his fangs.

Lu Yiming cried out in pain.

With a triumphant smile in the corner of Kim Poro's eyes, he took advantage of the situation and rushed in.

……

half an hour.

Lu Yiming, who had finally regained his freedom, wiped his lower lip lightly, and said angrily, "Beast!"

Just now when he let go of his hand, Kim Poro raised the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, raised the slightly red chin that had been squeezed by him again, and closed it again.

Wen Yuan never expected that he would see Chen San in his office.

No, to be precise, it was Chen Liancheng.

When he first went to work, Wen Yuan hadn't sat on his buttocks yet.

Chen Liancheng came.

Wearing an elegant dark gray suit, he graciously walked from the gate of the police station to the inner hall, then went straight from the inner hall to Wen Yuan's new office, and knocked on the door graciously.

After Wen Yuan responded casually with "Please come in", he raised his head from the file, and when he saw the half-smiling face exposed through the crack of the opened door, he took a deep breath. .

Chen Liancheng closed the door calmly, turned the lock back naturally, then looked around the office, and commented with a smile: "It's very spacious, it seems that the surname Liu treats you well."

As he spoke, he graciously crossed his legs and sat down on the reception chair in front of Wen Yuan's desk.

Wen Yuan watched his leisurely movements and demeanor the whole time, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Have you always been this courageous?"

"Yes. Otherwise... how could I get in?" Chen Liancheng's face, which looked like he was only in his early twenties, had a slightly bookish smile, only black and white phoenix eyes showed an unscrupulous look "No matter how powerful Liu Wenyuan's eyeliner is, few of them have seen me with their own eyes."

"Your joke," Wen Yuan found the sandalwood box from the drawer, put it on the table, and said, "I've learned it before."

Chen Liancheng let out a series of hearty laughter.

Enough of laughing, he raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the sandalwood box from the table, opened it, and took out the exquisite and small gold box.

As soon as his eyes touched the golden box, a strange, infatuated light flashed in his eyes.

While admiring the high imitation in his hand, he murmured to himself, "... very beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yes." Wen Yuan couldn't deny his statement, and he closed the file in his hand.

It's hard to believe that it's just an imitation. He consciously imagined that Luo Kuiqi didn't know what the real thing would look like.

After hesitating again and again, he asked the question that had been suppressed for a long time: "So what did you see in that real golden box?"

Chen Liancheng didn't raise his head, he was still concentrating on fiddling with the mechanism on the box in his hand.

After a while, he lazily asked back: "So, the inspector is planning to cooperate with me?"

Wen Yuan leaned back on the chair: "That depends on what you mean by cooperation."

He didn't quite understand why these people wanted him to cooperate.

Liu Wenyuan is like this, and so is Chen Liancheng.

He thought to himself that he was just an ordinary policeman, with no superpowers, no talents to help the world, and no prominent family background.

"Of course I won't embarrass you by making a break between you and others." Chen Liancheng raised his head unhurriedly, with a smile in his eyes, "You don't need to cut off the relationship with anyone, and There is no need to choose between me and someone else."

"Then what do I need to do?" Wen Yuan shrugged, full of suspicion.

"You just need," Chen Liancheng said with burning eyes, "tell me Liu Wenyuan's plan and whereabouts."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wen Yuan intently, not letting go of every doubt that flashed across his face, and added: "Then, you can continue to be your senior inspector, and maybe you can continue to be promoted and make a fortune. Don't worry , I can't stop your Qingyun road."

"Then what benefits do I have?" Wen Yuan still shrugged his shoulders, "Isn't it just... hearing a story?"

"It depends... what do you want." Chen Liancheng smiled faintly, "Power and status? Wealth and fame? Fame in history?... Or eternal life?"

Wen Yuan raised his eyes, and was amused by his series of rhetorical questions, and said, "If you insist on asking such questions, of course I want them all." He looked at Chen Liancheng's face, which was more delicate than his weather-beaten skin, "You said...eternal life? Could it be that you have already obtained it?"

Chen Liancheng looked down at the firm skin on the back of his hands and arms that looked like a youth: "I just gained a longer youth than ordinary people, and I am still far away from eternal life."

A calm smile appeared on his brows and eyes, and he said slowly: "Then I will continue to tell the inspector the story behind the past that I said that day. After listening, you may be interested."

As he spoke, Chen Liancheng's eyes widened, and his tone became more pleasant.

He really told a story to Wen Yuan.

——The young man from a pawnshop family couldn't resist his curiosity, and finally couldn't resist opening the mysterious box.

But he saw nothing.

Yes, the box was empty.

There are no priceless treasures, no magical curses... nothing!Not even a single word!

The young man put the box back resentfully, feeling restless for several days.

He thought he was just being fooled by the guests who were acting as boxes, so he quickly forgot about it.

But it didn't take long for the young man to realize... that he had become different.

He is a young man who likes to plan, thanks to his father's teachings.So he often writes down the plan in a notepad.

In the past, these plans were always difficult to realize, and they were often only used as spurs.

He found that after that day, his plans were always overfulfilled.

—Yes, he became extremely lucky.

At first he thought it was just a moment of luck, but three days, three months passed, and his good luck never ended.

There is no client he can't deal with, no death he can't clear up, no woman who can refuse him.

This situation lasted for a long time, and during this period, the business of the pawn shop was also the most prosperous period.

"But now it seems that this good luck will be interrupted." Wen Yuan pointed out without hesitation.

"That's right, this good luck ended in a year and a half." Chen Liancheng nodded.

"Then have you opened the box again during this time?"

"No." Chen Liancheng shook his head, "That was one of the happiest times in my life. I was so happy that I forgot about that box."

After a pause, he continued: "So, when I found out that my good use was exhausted, I fell into pain. Just like a person who has been accustomed to rich clothes, fine food, delicacies from mountains and seas, he absolutely cannot bear to be naked, It’s rough. I’m used to everything going the way I want it to be, and it’s bad luck for me when things don’t go my way.”

"So, you're now thinking about the box again?"

"Yes." Chen Liancheng smiled, "After a year and a half, I secretly opened the box again to see if I could really get good luck again. But that time, my woman found out —The time they noticed it wasn't actually the first time I opened the box. But it doesn't matter, nothing can stop a person who is eager for success from chasing good luck."

"And you regained your luck?"

"Obviously not." Chen Liancheng sighed, "This time, I got something different." He smiled and pointed to himself, "Youth."

"You mean... this casket can continuously bring you random good luck?" Wen Yuan's eyes showed an unbelievable look, and he didn't believe this kind of story.

"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't have believed it." Chen Liancheng didn't mind Wen Yuan's doubts, and said flatly, "From your standpoint, I completely understand you."

Wen Yuan didn't ask any more questions, but just asked: "Then, did you continue to open that box afterward?"

Chen Liancheng laughed, with a hint of helplessness in his smile: "If you stood in my position, you should be able to understand my completely irresistible impulse, right?"

The sun fell on the roof of the Lu residence, a large area was shining brightly.

The people in the room were still lying motionless.

The beautiful eyebrows stretched out relaxedly, obviously having a good night's sleep.

Lu Yiming dimly felt that the person next to him was kissing the corner of his eye, so he let the other person kiss him continuously.

Suddenly, he faintly remembered the incident of being bitten again last night, and he closed his eyes and said angrily: "Teeth...don't hit me."

Kimporo chuckled.

"Make a contract with me."

"Okay." Lu Yiming replied casually, and said in a daze, "As long as..." If you can grind your teeth.

He thought in a daze, if he could grind his teeth, then he would order some kind of love.

Huh, wait.

Etc., etc.

It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on my mind, and I became sober all of a sudden.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and Kimporo's smirking face came into view.

"Okay." Kim Poro said with satisfaction, and turned around to pack up the things he needed to bring to the shop.

"What?" Lu Yiming got up, rubbing his eyes, still a little confused, "What's wrong?"

"Deed." Kim Poro turned his head and slowly replied, "Our contract has been signed." As soon as the words fell, the man had already left the door.

Lu Yiming gasped.

It took a while to digest before reacting.

He hurriedly jumped out of bed, put on his clothes and chased after him: "What? The contract is signed? I just agreed casually, can this count?"

Kim Poro stood in the yard, watched him catch up with leisure, and smiled: "As long as I ask you, you answer, and the contract will be concluded naturally."

"There is no ceremony or something? Is it too hasty? How can this count..." Lu Yiming chattered while buttoning his buttons, with an unthinkable expression on his face.

"Ritual?" Kimporo let out a sneering laugh, "What kind of ceremony do you want? Do you want to worship?"

He glanced back at the silent Kimporo, "It's fine if you don't say anything, anyway, it must be bigger than me." No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a little monster.

Kim Poro snorted coldly, leaned close to his ear and smiled lowly.

"That's its destiny." Kimporo said lightly.

For a moment, Lu Yiming couldn't tell whether he had ever felt a trace of sadness.

"Fate?" He laughed, "Do you also believe in fate?"

Lu Yiming could only shrug his shoulders, his eyes rolled slightly under his narrowed eyelids, pretending to ask casually: "Then... how old are you now?"

I don't know if there is a thousand?

He has held back this matter for a long time.

He grabbed Lu Yiming's hand that he didn't have time to withdraw and pressed it to his cheek, and said in a deep and magnetic voice from his lips: "Of course."

Lu Yiming took advantage of the situation and rubbed his earlobe, jokingly said: "Aren't you really ashamed?"

"Ashamed?" Kimporo raised his chin slightly, using this gesture to put on a contemptuous expression, "Why should I be ashamed?"

Kim Poro was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't believe it."

He slowly sat down behind Lu Yiming, and said, "But when it dies, it can only be its fate. This is just a way of saying that is not so sad." After a pause, he added, "It's a pity It’s only a few decades away from the Millennium Transformation.”

Lu Yiming's scalp was slightly numb by his words.

Feeling his eyes lingering stickily on his body, Lu Yiming felt a little uncomfortable, took two steps back as if nothing had happened, turned around and sat cross-legged by the well, changed the subject, and said, "You know Lao Wang isn't here, do you?"

Tsk, let this beast get carried away again.

Sure enough, Kimporo raised one corner of his mouth, and the starlight reflected in his eyes became brighter.

No matter what he said, he was like a young boy who had never seen the market.

Kim Poro let out a low laugh and said meaningfully: "That's right."

What's right?

He approached and mocked: "It's your business to be ashamed, I'm only responsible for making you ashamed."

Lu Yiming felt a little bit annoyed by what he said, he suppressed his anger, pulled his hand back, and said, "Tch, I have nothing to be ashamed of."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lu Yiming himself was secretly startled.

broken.

Accidentally blurted out what was on my mind.