After Marrying the Evil God

The living room was eerily quiet for a moment.

Fu Mingye's eyes fell on Qi Baicha.

The young man was wearing loose pajamas, with hickey marks left on his collarbone from last night, and his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and picturesque, which was a familiar look to him.

Fu Mingye looked down at the shards of glass, and felt very strange to the young man's unscathed fingers.

At first, Fu Mingye felt that his vision was wrong.

How can Chacha, who has no strength to restrain the chicken, crush the glass with bare hands?

Then I felt that my sense of smell was wrong.

His cup of spring of life is still in good condition, how could he smell the fragrance of spring of life in Chacha's hand? ?

In the end, I felt that my hearing was wrong.

How could Chacha say that he is a sanctimonious thing? ? ?

Finally he came to a conclusion: "I haven't woken up yet, I was too tired last night, I'll go back to sleep again." Then he got up and went to the bedroom.

Qi Baicha said coolly behind him: "Your Majesty the evil god."

Lord Cthulhu: Oh QAQ

Now he has no choice but to deceive himself.

Fu Mingye turned around and knelt on the broken glass without hesitation: "I was wrong."

Qi Baicha frowned.The body of a god is so powerful that only magic weapons can resist it. The mere glass shards are naturally painless, and they can't even cut the skin.

It's just an eyesore.

He said lightly: "Get up and talk."

Fu Mingye said pitifully: "If you don't forgive me, I won't get up." Chacha still felt sorry for him.

Qi Baicha sneered, raised his hand and swept over, a pile of sharp icicles suddenly appeared on the living room floor: "Kneel down here."

Fu Mingye: "..." This seems to be really painful.

The last bit of luck is gone, his wife is really a snow god.

A man who can bend and stretch, Fu Mingye stood up resolutely and sat down beside Qi Baicha courteously: "Does your hand hurt? Let me show you."

Qi Baicha turned his head, moved to the side, and ignored him.

He felt like an idiot who had always been worried about Fu Mingye's lifespan, worked hard to find a way to live forever, and fought with gods for a bottle of spring water of life regardless of his demeanor.

After doing it for a long time, he didn't need it at all, and he was the one who fought with him and made fun of him.

Surprised or not?Is it surprising?Is it irritating?

Anyway, Qi Baicha doesn't want to talk to Fu Mingye right now.

"I'm sorry..." Fu Mingye said weakly, "I didn't know it was you."

What the hell did he do?

"This means that if it weren't for me, you could be unreasonable to others?" Qi Baicha turned around, counting each and every one, "Stealing other people's things, pestering them to fight, and beating them up and saying that they are decent?"

Fu Mingye wished he could lose his memory on the spot.

If it wasn't for Chacha, Fu Mingye really felt that he was not wrong at all.

In this world, the strong are respected, and whoever has the ability to get it belongs to him.According to the Cthulhu's philosophy, he is never wrong, only others are wrong.

But if this other person is Chacha...

Then the above ideas are nothing but farts.Sorry, he is such a double standard.

"It's all my fault." Fu Mingye recognized his mistake unequivocally, but he never repented, "But if it wasn't for you, I would still grab it if I did it again."

"you--"

"Drink a glass of water to calm down." Fu Mingye handed the glass of water on the table to Qi Baicha, and now he really used the spring of life as ordinary tea.

The cup was stuffed into Qi Baicha's hand, exuding the smell of spring water of life.

Qi Baicha paused.

He looked down at the glass of water, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "You snatched the spring of life, and it was for me."

He is not stupid, the initial anger is over, and he can understand Mr. Fu's purpose.The evil god already lives forever, so what's the use of the fountain of life?It's not for...to make Mr. Qi live forever.

If it was him, with such a chance to win the spring water, he would rather fight to the end and grab it...

Even if it doesn't make sense anymore.

No matter how many times he does it again, how many chances he is given to choose again, he will always choose to be with Mr. Fu forever.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he has no right to be angry with Mr. Fu at all.

"Where did this glass of water come from?" Qi Baicha put the glass back on the coffee table.

Fu Mingye replied obediently: "Ask the elves to ask for it."

Qi Baicha glanced at him: "It's quite capable." Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the shark bead ring on his finger, "So you didn't pick up these shark tears at the seaside?"

Fu Mingye said embarrassingly, "I exchanged a wish with a shark."

He suddenly remembered something: "Then this dragon ball is not the glass marble you picked up?"

Qi Baicha snorted softly: "I killed that dragon."

Without the help of the black-robed god, the dragon would still die, but they might die together...

Fu Mingye: Amazing my Chacha.

The two gods looked at each other for a moment on the sofa, and suddenly they laughed in unison.

Fu Mingye laughed and trembled all over: "It's really flooding the Dragon King Temple, and I don't know my family. If I knew you were a god, why would I fight you for the spring water? Anyway, I will give it to you in the end. Even if I don't snatch it, you will eventually get it." Will also give me..."

That was a waste of time.

Qi Baicha didn't want to laugh at first, but the more he thought about it, the more funny it became, and he didn't hold back.He smiled helplessly, and thumped Fu Mingye's shoulder: "I'm always worried that if you die... I have to be your widow for the rest of my life. My life is so long."

When Fu Mingye heard this, he was both amused and distressed.

He understands this feeling too well.It turned out that both of them were suffering from the same torment.

...It is obviously such a touching and affectionate thing, but it sounds even more ridiculous when combined with the truth.

It's just... two idiots.

Two idiots who love each other dearly.

Fu Mingye put his arms around Qi Baicha and kissed him: "Don't worry about it from now on."

The kiss was emotional.

Qi Baicha half closed his eyes and raised his chin to respond to him.He was wearing house slippers and pajamas, and it was easy to take them off.Fu Mingye was wearing a formal suit for going to work, and with a light pull on his tie, it fell to the ground together with his suit jacket.

Time can't stand the toss, and the whole morning flies by.

Qi Baicha was able to withstand all kinds of hardships, and still had some strength left.

There is a lingering scent of orchid musk in the air, glamorous and gorgeous, just like a young man leaning lazily on the sofa.

Fu Mingye sat on the sofa and lit an afterthought cigarette.

Qi Baicha doesn't like the smell of smoke, and Fu Mingye doesn't usually smoke, but today he doesn't know what kind of style to smoke, and suddenly conjures up a cigar after finishing.

Qi Baicha looked down at him: "Why are you smoking suddenly?"

Fu Mingye had a cigarette in his mouth: "Take a cigarette and calm down."

The lover who has been in love for three years and thought he was a mortal is also a god. This kind of impact cannot be digested in a short time.

Qi Baicha said, "Let me calm down, too."

Fu Mingye handed him another cigarette, but Qi Baicha raised his chin slightly without taking it with his hands.

Fu Mingye stuffed the cigarette directly into his mouth.Qi Baicha's rosy lips took a bite of the cigar, Fu Mingye leaned over, and lit Qi Baicha's cigar with the burning one in his mouth.

Smoky.

They stared at each other for a moment in the mist.Qi Baicha's cool and handsome face showed a bit of bewitching beauty in the rain and dew and the smog.That is the most cold and noble snow god in the world, who blooms into a passionate rose under his body.

Fu Mingye's throat tightened when he saw it, and he almost wanted to press the young man to do it again.

Qi Baicha held the cigar between his slender fingers, and said lazily, "I thought you were so talented that even a mortal body can make me weak every time. It turns out that you are also a god, so that makes sense."

The sleeping god is the same as the sleeping person, it's not that he is delicate and weak.

Fu Mingye thought for a while, and still told the truth: "Actually, it doesn't make sense. I am the god of prayer, and you are the god of nature. It is logical that I am younger than you, and my spiritual strength should not be as strong as yours..."

Qi Baicha still felt tired, he was really delicate.

Qi Baicha opened his eyes in embarrassment and anger: "What are you connoting?" Does it mean that he is old, or that he is in poor health?

It was obviously a proposition, but Fu Mingye wisely did not answer.

Qi Baicha tried hard to argue for himself: "I'm now sealed with one ten-thousandth of my power, so I'm not so weak."

Fu Mingye coughed lightly: "I am also one in ten thousand."

Qi Baicha: "..."

"So this is the truth about your impotence." Qi Baicha said meaningfully.

"Why hurt each other, Chacha." Fu Mingye said softly, "I didn't even mention your hemorrhoids."

Qi Baicha: "..." He doesn't want this husband anymore.

Immediately stop this younger brother's behavior of turning black history.

Qi Baicha still doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, this kind of calm way is not suitable for him, and the more he chats with Fu Mingye, the more angry he becomes.He stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray on the coffee table without any mistakes: "Remove the seal and go to the sky to fight."

Fu Mingye shook his hand: "Return, do you still want to fight?"

"Didn't you have a good fight before?" Qi Baicha curled his lips, "What are you dawdling for?"

Fu Mingye: Don't dare, dare not.

He mumbled, "I thought you weren't angry anymore..."

"Who says I'm not angry?" Qi Baicha became angry when he saw him, "You took the spring of life for me, and I don't care about it. Let me ask you, why don't you work? You also participated in that show, don't tell me I said you didn't see Fang Ya'er's weirdness and Qin Yirou's system. You were there the day Meng Xing jumped off the building, so it's impossible for you not to see that he deserved to die. Then? You, one, one, all, didn't ,Tube."

Fu Mingye: "..." I feel so guilty.

"You just have to take care of one thing." Qi Baicha said aggrievedly, "I don't have to be so tired."

Originally, he had no control over whether the evil god would work or not, and he had no hope.But now that he knew that the evil god was his husband, and that he was watching a movie while he was busy, Qi Baicha was not polite to dislike him.

Fu Mingye raised his hands in surrender: "My fault, I will definitely share the worries of Lord Xueshen in the future, and I promise to devote myself to all the work, and leave all the work to me."

He didn't mention any moral kidnapping at this time, his heart was tied tightly to Qi Baicha, and he was willing to do anything.

Qi Baicha snorted coldly.

Fu Mingye asked cautiously, "Are you still angry?"

Qi Baicha turned his head away, it is the usual pride of young people: "It depends on your performance."

Fu Mingye hugged him with a smile: "You still mess around with me on the sofa when you're angry?" Chacha didn't have sex with him before when he was annoyed, but this time it didn't seem to affect him at all, he just pretended not to care...

Qi Baicha looked at him: "You're not the only one who is comfortable, if you use this as a punishment, I will also suffer."

Fu Mingye had a bad feeling.

Qi Baicha smiled, so gentle that the evil spirit's heart trembled.

"So let's fight."