Immortal world boss fancy wife chasing

When Xiao Moyin returned home, Yin Wuxing was actually there. He was wearing an apron and wandering around in the kitchen. When he came out, he was bringing out a bowl of sauerkraut fish. When he saw Xiaojiao's wife, he was stunned: "You're back so soon?"

"...Come back so early?" Xiao Moyin followed him into the kitchen and saw shredded carrots on the chopping board, "You know how to cook?"

"I've always been able to cook, have you forgotten? I did it all these years." Yin Wuxing continued the work in hand, "I'm busy with work, so I came back early, do you remember what day it is?"

"What date?" Xiao Moyin asked.

"It's my birthday, have you prepared any birthday presents for me?" Yin Wuxing looked back at him, frowning, "You must have forgotten, right?"

"Uh," Xiao Moyin felt inexplicably guilty when he looked at him, and answered the wrong question, "What's the date today?"

Yin Wuxing frowned even tighter: "The ninth day of the seventh lunar month is my birthday, have you really forgotten?"

He washed his hands and turned off the fire, stopped everything at hand, turned around and looked Xiao Moyin in the eyes: "We agreed that the wedding anniversary will be the day before my birthday, so you will have one day to prepare for me. gift, don't you remember?"

"..." Xiao Moyin silently lowered his head and did not speak. In fact, he really wanted to refute Yin Wuxing with what he said yesterday, but Yang Taojun's birthday is indeed the ninth day of the seventh lunar month...

Combined with all the things he learned in the past two days, and the high degree of overlap with the reality, he was inevitably guilty, and there was really no way to refute Yin Wuxing.

"...You always can't remember," Yin Wuxing sighed, "In this way, you can offset it with a kiss."

"No," Xiao Moyin shook his head like a rattle, and changed the subject, "I met your mother again today."

"Huh? She didn't make things difficult for you, did she?" Yin Wuxing asked, "My mother is quite sharp-mouthed. Don't think she always quarrels with you, but she is a good person."

"... There is a Miss Wei next to her, who is your blind date. She looks very beautiful and is a very nice person." Xiao Moyin didn't want to sue, he just told the matter unknowingly Come out, as if unable to vomit quickly, "... wish you happiness?"

Yin Wuxing's face turned dark when he heard half of it: "She's just messing around, trying to provoke you, so ignore her! That Wei...is her new goddaughter, you know, my mother's circle always likes to recognize some strange things Weird people are sons and daughters, so ignore them."

Xiao Moyin felt relieved, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, he just said: "Oh..."

Yin Wuxing seemed to have forgotten the request he just made, and continued to cook in the kitchen. Xiao Moyin had nothing to do, so he watched him serve the dishes on the table, feeling a little ashamed suddenly.

He thought, obviously it was Yin Wuxing's birthday, but he was the one who cooked a table of dishes. Xiao Moyin pursed his lips, took the chopsticks handed over by the other party, and suddenly said: "I didn't prepare any presents."

Yin Wuxing paused, looked up at him, and then pointed to his side face: "Here, kiss here? You can do it if you kiss me on the lips."

Xiao Moyin was startled, and pulled the chair away to sit a little further: "This is impossible!...Do you have a flute?"

Yin Wuxing was stunned for a moment, then walked towards the study, and when he came out, he had an extra bamboo flute in his hand: "You bought it two years ago, let's see if it can still be used."

Xiao Moyin took the bamboo flute, put it close to his lips to try out a few notes, and nodded at the other party: "There is no present, so I will play this piece for you."

Xiao Moyin played the tune melodiously, implying a force, grand and surging, Yin Wuxing closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then opened his eyes again with clear eyes: "What's the name of this song?"

Xiao Moyin didn't speak for a while, and only put down the flute after playing the whole song: "High mountains and flowing water, there is a very famous story in it, you should know it."

I know, how could I not know.High mountains and flowing water meet a bosom friend, Bo Ya throws the piano to thank the bosom friend.

Yin Wuxing understood the meaning of the song, and it is hard to find a bosom friend, so he cherishes it very much.However, a bosom friend is just a bosom friend, and it is absolutely impossible to go any further.

His heart sank, but he smiled nonchalantly: "It sounds good, can you play Phoenix Qiuhuang again for me?"

Xiao Moyin paused and shook his head: "Excuse me, I don't know how to sing this song...can I have dinner?"

Yin Wuxing sat down beside him: "Aren't you hungry after going out all day? Eat quickly, thank you... for your song."

At night, Xiao Moyin no longer struggled with Yin Wuxing to share the same bed, but just lay on his side with his eyes closed, thinking about things quietly.

Through the probing at dinner, he was [-]% sure that this Yin Wuxing was Yang Taojun, but he really couldn't figure out why the other party would do this.

like him?Impossible, Mr. Yangtao treats people and things in the same way, and he doesn't seem to be special to him... Their identities are very different, and the Queen Mother of the West will definitely not allow her son to fall in love with a male Sanxian.

Xiao Moyin couldn't help turning over, seeing Yin Wuxing's heart fluctuating steadily, couldn't help asking: "Why do you like me?"

Yin Wuxing's lips moved, and he said: "I have loved you for so many years, there is no reason."

Xiao Moyin was taken aback and sat up: "You didn't sleep?"

Yin Wuxing opened his eyes helplessly, and looked at him: "...you keep turning over, how can I sleep?"

Xiao Moyin's eyes drifted away and refused to admit his mistake, his eyes swam out of the window, and suddenly said: "Are you Mr. Yang Tao?"

"...Who is Yang Taojun?" Yin Wuxing asked, frowning, "Why such a strange name."

"Aren't you?" Xiao Moyin stared into his eyes, trying to see a little flaw.

"Yang Taojun?" Yin Wuxing chewed the name again, changed his tone sharply, and asked while holding his hand, "Why are you chanting this name in the middle of the night? The other party is a man? Someone you like?"

Xiao Moyin saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, and the guess in his heart couldn't help being a little untenable: "Didn't I say that? I have a friend who looks exactly like you and has the same name as you... His fairy name It is Mr. Yangtao."

"...If you think about him, you might as well look at me," Yin Wuxing also sat up, reaching out to hold his chin, "Why would you want a false Mr. Yangtao? I can see and feel the person in front of me, so what's the difference?" good?"

Xiao Moyin was startled, and vigorously slapped his hand away: "What do you mean?"

"...Didn't you imagine me? The man named Yangtao Jun," Yin Wuxing said seriously, "I have both money and beauty, why do you remember that Yangtaojun?"

Xiao Moyin looked at the person in front of him and suddenly felt a little strange, Yang Taojun would definitely not say such words... Is it an illusion?