Flavored candle shop

Hong Yao found that he always focused his eyes on Pei Ci unconsciously, no matter how many or few people were around, he looked at him as if there was only one person left.

What's more frightening is that it didn't start after they fell in love. It seems that he had this problem since a long time ago.

I only see one person in my eyes, eat together, sleep together, and do everything together every day... Except for some more "reasonable intimate activities with boyfriend", it seems to be the same as before~

While thinking this way, Hong Yao opened her mouth to eat the fresh lotus seeds that Pei Ci fed to her lips, and kissed her boyfriend's fingertips calmly by the way~

Then, in the blink of an eye, he met Shi Jiawen's complex expression that could not be explained in words, Hong Yao raised his brows lightly, and said with a smile, "Your brother has already broken the engagement for you."

Shi Jiawen: "..."

It was just a unilateral verbal engagement with her father thousands of years ago. Now that everyone has been dead for so many years, there is absolutely no need to renegotiate the old things and formally dissolve the engagement!Besides, you didn't care about it a thousand years ago, so why do you care about it now? !

Hong Yao grabbed Pei Ci's hand peeling the lotus seeds, and said arrogantly with a smile on Pei Ci's helpless but conniving gentle eyes: "Your father is the emperor after all, and it's hard to let him say that I used to be a courtier." And the unbelieving promise fell through, so, since your brother broke the engagement for you...then he will pay me~"

Shi Jiawen: "Huh???"

Hong Yao laughed heartily, as if she had picked up some great bargain: "You can also understand it as the father's debt, no, it should be the marriage of brothers and sisters?"

Pei Ci called helplessly: "Red medicine..."

The voice is clearly consistent and gentle, and the expression on the face is also gentle and doting, but after Hong Yao's arrogant words, there is a little more sadness and tact for no reason, like a shy little daughter-in-law who has been robbed by the wicked.

Hong Yao bent down with a real smile, leaned on Pei Ci and said out of breath, "Don't make me laugh hahaha..."

Pei Ci had no choice but to shut up, and helplessly patted the back of the person in his arms.

Shi Jiawen, who was on the sidelines, was stunned, and a treasonous thought even arose in her heart... It seemed, could, seem to be a tool for her brother and sister-in-law to confirm their relationship and show their affection... ...Is it an illusion?

While Shi Jiawen was tangled and hesitating, Fang Chong came back with several couriers and a large bag of snacks: "Boss Hong, there is your courier, signed by Huang Shushu."

Hong Yao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Yellow Shushu? Oh, that weasel in the back street who aspires to be a writer... Speaking of which, we, Xiao Shi, are also walking together."

Fang Chong handed the courier to Hong Yao, and said by the way: "That's still different. Our Princess Jiawen is already a well-known writer, and there are many masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages. The weasel, whether it is a monster or a road to writing, is still alive." In practice, how can they be compared——Aww!!!”

Shi Jiawen loosened Fang Chong's soft fingers on his waist, smiled dignifiedly, and burst into tears in his heart, the bastard Shangguan Chong, which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted, was publicly executed...

Hong Yao opened the courier bag, and inside was a copy of the latest "Shangjing Story Club". Hong Yao looked through the catalog, and said with a bit of relief in her tone, "It's a long-form serialization, and you are working hard towards your dream." ...that little weasel."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an eerie silence in the incense candle shop.

Hong Yao asked strangely: "What's the matter? They all look like they've been choked."

Fang Chong laughed dryly: "It's nothing, I just feel that Boss Hong has a strange elder atmosphere when you say this, like..." It's like the old hen with cubs type teacher in every school.

Hong Yao didn't care much and said: "They are all spirits, there is no need to distinguish between innate and acquired. From the perspective of age, I can also be his predecessor."

"I can afford it, of course I can afford it!" Fang Chong originally wanted to say something, but was dismissed by the people who suddenly rushed into the door of the incense and candle shop.

The visitor rushed straight to the incense candle counter, with disheveled hair, pale face, and uncontrollable panic and helplessness in his eyes: "Boss Hong, help!"

Hong Yao paused for two seconds before realizing that the person in front of her was Ma Ye who had come to the incense candle shop two days ago to buy incense candles to feed the ghosts in her dreams for charity.

It's not that Hong Yao's memory is bad, it's just that there is too much gap between the front and back of this person. Ma Ye, who came to the incense candle shop two days ago, is still a soft-faced young man with cowardly eyebrows and eyes, but this... messy hair also hides Unstoppably handsome, suave and suave with a blue and white complexion, wearing a famous brand of high-definition Yushulinfeng—"Who are you handsome?"

Ma Ye plucked two handfuls of slightly long forehead hair, and put his unobstructed handsome face in front of Hong Yao, his voice was extremely anxious, as if Hong Yao could cry immediately if he asked one more question: "Boss Hong is me!" Ah! It's me, QAQ!!!"

Pei Ci calmly helped Hong Yao back, and moved away from the distance that Ma Ye had just approached: "Guests, don't get excited, speak slowly if you have something to say."

Ma Ye noticed Pei Ci's subtle dislike, and immediately broke down even more, and shouted, "I'm Ma Ye! Boss Red!"

Hong Yao rubbed her ears, and said helplessly, "I know, I know, what are you doing shouting so loudly, I'm not deaf."

Hong Yao was as calm as ever, but the others didn't have his good eyes and good attitude.

Fang Chong's eyes widened in shock: "You went for plastic surgery!? No, there must be a recovery period for plastic surgery, can't it be so fast?"

Shi Jiawen, as a thousand-year-old ghost and a well-known script writer, has much richer and more thoughtful thoughts: "Borrowing a dead body to return to life? Or painting skin to change face?"

Pei Ci didn't say anything, just quietly looked at her boyfriend with a calm and clear face.

Seeing the reaction of everyone in the incense and candle shop, Ma Ye, who was panicked and mentally broken, actually had a sense of peace of mind that he had found an organization. He grabbed his hair and smiled wryly, "I don't know what's going on!"

Hong Yao glanced unintentionally at the shadow of the pillar cast at the door, then looked away and asked slowly, "Are you here to buy incense candles today?"

Fang Chong Shi Jiawen: "..." Boss Hong, even if you want to do business, you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense, right?It looked like Ma Ye was here to ask for help!How can it be……

Ma Ye flinched and shook his head frantically, "Yes, yes!"

Fang Chong Shi Jiawen: "???" Ma Ye, if you are threatened, just blink!

Hong Yao sighed: "Didn't I recommend Town God Temple and Leiyun Temple to you?"

Ma Ye glanced back at the door, and finally couldn't help crying: "I can't go! He won't let me go! I...I can only come to the incense and candle shop!"

Hong Yao had a complicated expression: "He knows you're going to a Taoist temple?"

He didn't find any Yin Qi on Ma Ye that day, which means that the ghost has always met Ma Ye in a dream, and has no contact with him in reality. As long as he knows the attitude of the ghost, he will leave a message when he asks for incense candles again. Mindful, or pretending to agree, or temporarily delaying, as soon as he wakes up from the dream, the ghost will not know his actions, just go directly to the temple Taoist temple for help, why can't he go?

Ma Ye froze, and stammered: "When people are... when they are in dreams, they are always groggy, and their minds tend to get confused. I...I..."

"So you just told him directly that you want monks and priests to deal with him?" Hong Yao had a look of seeing through everything.

Ma Ye is still dying: "No...no, I just rejected his request and asked him not to enter my dream again, even...even if he blackmails me again, I will not give in! Leiyun Temple and Chenghuang Temple’s professional ghost exorcism is amazing!”

Everyone in the candle shop: "..."

What the hell are you not tearing up your face?Looking at the cowardly eyebrows, why are you so reckless at the critical moment?

Hong Yao had a complex expression of 'Are you stupid?': "And then, what did he say?"

Ma Ye scratched his head: "He didn't say anything, and then I woke up...Boss Hong, what are you laughing at?"

Hong Yao pursed her lips, suppressed the smile on her face, and looked at Ma Ye: "I laugh at your luck, you met a good-tempered ghost, and you still have a life to come to the candle shop for help."

This kind of foolish way of self-explosion has not been messed up by ghosts, luck is not so good.

"That's it..." Ma Ye responded subconsciously and quickly reacted, breaking down, "But when I woke up, my face changed a lot!"

Fang Chong looked at Ma Ye's now decadent and handsome face, and thought about the passerby's face before. He was used to seeing Li Wu change heads, and Fang Chong, whose mental quality had been trained to be very tough, said sincerely: "If it's just If this is the case, it may not be a bad thing for you, you can have a painless plastic surgery, and your face has become so handsome, you can live a beautiful life of a handsome guy!"

Ma Ye's handsome face twitched, with displeasure written all over his face: "What if it's borrowing...borrowing..."

Hong Yao knew what Ma Ye was going to say, and comforted her, "Don't worry, it's not a resurrection, this is your body, it's just a little trick."

"What little move?" Ma Ye asked nervously.

Hong Yao raised her hand and pointed at the dark shadow at the entrance of the incense and candle shop, and said softly: "For such a thing, you should ask the trickster yourself."

Following the action of the red medicine, everyone turned their heads, and then saw the shadow of the tile eaves cast on the entrance of the incense candle shop, as if the fast-forward button had been clicked, quickly rushed to the wooden pillar.

This ghost is quite witty and knows how to disguise himself as a shadow, but it is a pity that he has played tricks and cleverness in front of Hong Yao, a terracotta spirit who has been dealing with ghosts for thousands of years, and he is destined to be spotted like a clown at a glance.

Ma Ye was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he shivered and shrank into a ball by the counter. Thanks to his handsome face, his actions that were originally cowardly made him feel pity for a handsome guy who is in trouble... The world really depends on his face of.

"He...he won't come in?!"

Hong Yao took a look at the evil ghost wind chime on the gate of the incense and candle shop, and said meaningfully: "Come in? What you should worry about is that he runs too fast and is hard to catch."

Saying that, Hong Yao stood up, and was about to go out to find out the ghost hiding in the shadows and ready to run away at any time, when Li Wu suddenly appeared at the door of the incense candle shop: "Huh? Boss Hong, there is a ghost hiding outside your shop door." Are you here to make trouble?"

The ecstasy rope snaked out, capturing ghosts in a second.

A ghost official from the Yin Division came out to catch the ghost, Hong Yao sat back slowly, tapped his knuckles on the counter, and said in a low and dignified voice, "Bring it up."

Li Wu led the tightly wrapped ghost, and responded cheerfully: "Yes!"

Ma Ye was already confused by the completely unconventional development of the scene in front of him.

He looked at the majestic Boss Hong sitting behind the counter, then looked at Pei Ci who was quietly looking down beside Boss Hong, and then looked at the two sides of the sub-station, as if he would shout "Wei-wu-" in the next second. Fang Chong, Shi Jiawen, and Li Wu, who seemed to be pushing a prisoner to be promoted, finally lowered their heads to look at themselves limp on the ground—well, even the sufferer is there, and we have to work together!