The whole world expects me to get a divorce

Before moving, Wen Yan once spent an entire hour thinking about it.

Since he and Rong Xiao are already fiancés, will they share a room after moving?

It is said that it is to cultivate feelings, so it must be done in one step.

hiss--

He is still a little chick so innocent that he has never had a first love. Is it really good to be so exciting when he comes up?

Wen Yan rubbed his flushed face, thinking that the folk customs in the demon world are really unrestrained, should he follow it, or follow it!

Then he turned around and ordered a few sets of sexy pajamas.

The love experience is no match for others, and the momentum must not be lost!

There must be a row!

But the fact is-

The butler led Wen Yan up to the second floor, kindly opened the bedroom door on the left for Wen Yan, and told him, "Master, this is the bedroom prepared for you, are you satisfied?"

Wen Yan looked around.

The whole room is mainly decorated with different shades of blue tones, very refreshing and clean, with a fresh feeling like the summer sky.But he noticed that everything in this room seemed to be for one person.

Wen Yan turned around abruptly, leaned on the railing, and asked Rong Xiao who was drinking tea on the first floor, "Where do you live?"

Rong Xiao almost choked on the tea.

When decorating the room yesterday, the housekeeper came to ask for instructions, asking whether Wen Yan should share a room with him.

He couldn't understand this question at all, and felt that the housekeeper's thoughts were very dirty. How could a teenage human being take the initiative to share a room with others.

Teenagers are not even counted as cubs in the demon world, they can only be counted as unbroken shells.

But the butler said coldly, "That's not necessarily the case."

As a result, Wen Yan actually came to ask him today...

Rong Xiao raised his head and stared at Wen Yan's pure and lovely face, completely unable to see that it was so filthy.

"I live on the third floor." He replied calmly.

Wen Yan suddenly puffed up his face in disappointment.

It seems that the room was separated from him on purpose.

He went back to the door of his room and scanned it again. The room was very spacious and well-furnished. The window was facing a lush green tree. outside.

Wen Yan said, "I like it very much, thank you for your trouble."

The housekeeper smiled, "You don't have to be cautious with me, you can come to me to solve anything. I will help you put your luggage properly. If there is nothing else, I will leave first. Dinner time is seven o'clock. If you have any taboos and favorite dishes, you can tell me."

Almighty butler.

Wen Yan stared dumbfounded at the back of the butler walking down, feeling very sympathetic for a moment, it was too miserable that he was the only one in charge of such a big house and courtyard.

"By the way, Mr. Housekeeper, what's your name?" Wen Yan suddenly remembered this.

The butler raised his head from the stairs, "My name is Youbuwen."

Wen Yan really wanted to boast a few words, but this name really made people unable to boast, so he could only vaguely say, "The name is quite special."

You Buwen raised his finger and pointed to Rong Xiao who was on the sofa, "Mister took it, let me talk less, don't ask questions."

Wen Yan's eyes suddenly condemned. As a chatterbox, not being allowed to speak is definitely a torture that can be ranked in the top ten.

It's so inhumane.

Rong Xiao was unmoved, "I think you have asked a lot."

What a sell.

There was still a long time before dinner, Wen Yan took a good look at the environment he would live in for at least the next six months, and found that the back of his window was facing the lake, and beyond the back garden, there was a sparkling lake outside. The window is a pleasant scenery.

But when he first arrived at someone else's house, he was too embarrassed to wander around, so he just walked around the second floor where he lived, then walked down, sat on the sofa in the living room, and faced Rong Xiao.

There were many small pillows on the sofa, and he hugged one and put it in his arms, resting his chin on it, staring at Rong Xiao with dark eyes.

Cute is very cute, but Rong Xiao couldn't drink his tea after being watched by him.

"What are you looking at?" he asked, putting down his tea.

Wen Yan actually didn't look at anything, he just couldn't find something to do.

But since Rong Xiao asked, he tilted his head, and simply started chatting, "I want to ask you, you probably don't want to marry me, and letting me live here is just a good deed, to deal with the Demon Management Bureau."

Wen Yan sat a little closer to Rong Xiao's place.

He is not stupid, of course it can be seen that he is the only one wishful thinking, Rong Xiao's attitude towards him is gentle and polite at best.

"Ah."

"Then when you saw me the day before yesterday, did you feel moved?" Wen Yan asked again.

Rong Xiao paused, his eyelashes drooped, and he didn't see Wen Yan's eyes.

"No."

Wen Yan was not surprised, and sighed, "I knew it."

How could there be such a good thing in the world that the two fell in love so quickly.

Rong Xiao said, "You are too strange to me, and too young. You are still a high school student, think less about love and write more papers..."

Wen Yan's face darkened, "Who is a high school student? I went to school relatively early, and I passed the college entrance examination at the age of 17. I was just released from hell two months ago, and my relationship is reasonable and legal."

Rong Xiao shut up.

Wen Yan pouted, but didn't feel discouraged.

He fell in love with Rong Xiao at first sight, but he couldn't ask others to fall in love with him at first sight too.Feelings are not equal exchanges.

So he was only lost for a moment, and then cheered up again.

He seriously announced to Rong Xiao, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me now, I can pursue you, and if I do, it will be mine. And you will definitely like me."

Rong Xiao looked up at him, "Why are you so sure?"

Wen Yan was waiting for him to ask this question.

He can't hold back anything at all, and he will tell the whole family if there is any trouble.

Holding back a secret for two days is already the limit.

He raised his hand and stretched it out before Rong Xiao's eyes. In the warm afterglow of the setting sun, his fingers were slender and fair without any blemish. He asked Rong Xiao, "Did you see it?"

Rong Xiao was puzzled, "What did you see?"

Wen Yan laughed, "Red line."

He explained to Rong Xiao, "You must know that my natural spiritual bone can see things that others can't see since I was a child. It's not monsters and ghosts, but some very strange auras. Sometimes I can see a person's aura. Luck, sometimes you can see the fate of a person. For example, when I look at you now, you have a strong Qi, and the source of your power is blue, which means you are very powerful, and you are a wood-type monster."

Rong Xiao finally looked a little more serious.

He had been talking nonsense just now when Wen Yan was talking nonsense, until Wen Yan revealed his identity in one word.

The more powerful the monster, the less likely it is to be seen. He has not announced it to the public, and it is impossible for Wen Yan to find out.

"I have been wearing a severed red thread on my finger since I was a child, and only I can see it," Wen Yan was still saying, pointing to his ring finger, "It's right here."

He had never taken this red line seriously before. Although there has always been a saying in myths and legends that the red line represents marriage, the heirs of socialism will not believe in these things.He firmly believes that the fate of the past can be left to him.

Until the afternoon of the previous few days, he followed his parents into this house.

The severed red thread in his hand grew and stretched rapidly under his nose, and then wrapped around another person's finger.

The moment the red thread was tied up, Rong Xiao happened to look down at him from the steps, and those emerald green eyes, like Fukasawa, looked right into his heart.

"So we must be destined to meet each other." Wen Yan nodded solemnly, poking his finger straight in front of Rong Xiao's eyes, "Did you see it? It's right here."

Rong Xiao couldn't see anything, in his eyes, Wen Yan's fingers were empty, and his own fingers were also empty.

Although it is normal for a young cub to like fairy tales, he still has to ruthlessly break Wen Yan's delusion.

"It's impossible for us to have a red line," Rong Xiao said calmly, "Yuelao, who presides over marriages, has long since disappeared along with the other gods, and the Marriage Department no longer exists. It happened."

Even if there is a red line, without a marriage book, the red line is useless.

Wen Yan was very unconvinced, the ten-thousand-year-old monster was even more stubborn than his grandparents, and used experience to suppress others if they disagreed.

It's amazing to see Yuelao!

In his field of vision, there is really a red thread extending from his finger to Rong Xiao's finger. They are both ring fingers of the left hand. There is a bow tie at the end, which is quite girlish.

But he was too lazy to argue with Rong Xiao, a person who pretended to be asleep would never wake up.

"It's fine if you don't believe me, I will pursue you from today," Wen Yan emphasized again, "I still have this freedom."

Rong Xiao took a serious look at Wen Yan, the young man was full of determination, childish and innocent, as if he would not look back even if he bumped into the south wall.

He also didn't want to hit him, "Whatever you want, as long as you can do it."

Anyway, there are so many people who like him that this neighborhood could be filled, not many who heard Yan more, and not one who heard Yan less.