Married and Obedient to the Husband

Facts have shown that this Ye Wuchang is really a hands-off shopkeeper. Although the name of the leader of the Demon Cult is attached to him, he does not care about it. All affairs in the Cult are handled by the three elders of the Demon Cult. Pity the three elders A handful of old bones, but also very busy.

Today, the three gray-haired men routinely reported to Ye Wuchang what had happened recently. Ye Wuchang listened lazily with his legs crossed, and casually responded with a few words.

Probably the Demon Cult snatched some land and shops from the Qingshan Sect. The shops calculated how much money they got, and then several altar masters of the Demon Cult wanted to bring those shops under their own management, because those shops It's a fat nest, and several sub-heads of the Devil's Cult are jealous, and they seem to hurt people by fighting over it.

This matter is very important, the three elders don't want to offend others, so they let Ye Wuchang do it.

Ye Wuchang squinted his eyes and didn't know if he was listening, Yanmo acted as his pillow, and Ye Wuchang's head rested on Yanmo's lap.

After these words were finished, Ye Wuchang suddenly opened his eyes and asked Yanmo: "How do you think this matter should be dealt with?"

Yanmo was not sure what Ye Wuchang meant, he always felt that the other party seemed to be suspicious of him, but his attitude towards getting along with him every day was not like that.

Yanmo said humbly: "I'm just a pet boy, how can I ignore the affairs of the church at will."

"It's okay, just say it, I won't be angry whether it's good or bad." Ye Wuchang held Yan Mo's hand and smiled gently, the red flame traces on his cheeks shone faintly.

Yan Mofeng raised his eyebrows, and answered with an answer in his mind: "In this case, why not let them take turns to manage the shop, and whoever manages the shop well and has a big business will own the shop."

"It's still my pity and wisdom." Ye Wuchang tightly hugged Yan Mo's hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. The eyes of the three elders swept Yan Mo's face. They couldn't say how friendly they were, but due to the Ye Wuchang was present and didn't say anything. After saying goodbye to Ye Wuchang, the three elders went back to prepare.

"Pity." Ye Wuchang lifted Yan Mo's chin with his fingers with a half-smile, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened a little, his eyes fell deeply on Yan Mo's face, and he stared at him for a moment. The black mist was as thick as ink, making it difficult for people to understand his emotions.

Yanmo raised the corners of his lips and smiled at Ye Wuchang. This smile was not humble and did not hide anything. It was a calm and breezy smile, but it made people feel that it was magnificent and beautiful.

"You are very smart, I suddenly feel like you a little bit." Ye Wuchang's hand pinched Yanmo's pulse door, as long as he pressed down lightly, his life would be over.

"It's my honor to be liked by the leader." Yan Mo didn't seem to notice it at all, and smiled lightly at Ye Wuchang.

"Are you really pity?" Ye Wuchang asked suspiciously.

"Yes."

"Then since you came from the brothel Chu Pavilion, you must have good bed skills?" Ye Wuchang suddenly smiled evilly, and slowly moved his fingers along the back of Yan Mo's hand, rolling up Yan Mo's sleeves, revealing a small half of snow white arm.

The warm touch under his hand is so beautiful, Ye Wuchang couldn't control himself when he touched it, and suddenly felt his mind fluttering. It's strange to say that he has been sober-minded these past few years, and he didn't respond to even the most beautiful people. This pity has a wonderful feeling.

Yanmo tried to relax his body as much as possible, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little softer and obedient, and then he suddenly turned from passive to active, and put his hands on Ye Wuchang's shoulders, smiling softly: "Master, why don't you let pity Come to wait for you to rest."

Ye Wuchang was stunned. Few men could resist such a soft smile, but he felt cold when he looked at it. He stared at pity just for a moment, and couldn't help but overlap with another vague shadow in his mind, that People laughed coldly and arrogantly, they would never be so slutty.

The mood suddenly became irritable, Ye Wuchang pushed Yan Mo away, and said coldly: "No need, you just need to do your part well."

Yan Mo bowed his head and respectfully said: "Yes, Master."

This time the confrontation can be regarded as his victory, Yan Mo thought to himself.

"Pity, are you really just a little girl?" Ye Wuchang pushed Yan Mo away in frustration just now, and now he was a little annoyed, always feeling as if he had been calculated by someone just now.

He leaned over unwillingly, only a pair of eyes were exposed on his masked face, and there was a bit of doubt in those eyes.

"Your temperament is nothing like that."

"Master, you don't look like a Demon Cult leader either." Yan Mo said with a smile.

"What does that look like?" Ye Wuchang asked suspiciously.

"Like an elegant nobleman."

Ye Wuchang frowned, "It's more appropriate to say that I look like a second-generation ancestor. In fact, I just don't like the troublesome management of these educational affairs. There are so many people in the Devil's Cult that I, the leader, have to do everything myself. I don't want to die of exhaustion." , and when I handed over the government affairs to the three elders, they were so grateful that they almost cried. They agreed that this was my trust and importance to them, and they swore that they would only be loyal to me for the rest of their lives and would never betray them. .In fact, how can I be so great, I just find it troublesome."

If you think it's troublesome, why did you become the leader of the Demon Cult?Yanmo wondered in his heart, but when he thought that he would not be the leader of the Demon Cult, he might never see him again in his life.

"Two brothers, Qing'er is very hungry, when can I eat?"

After sleeping on the bed, Qing'er woke up in a daze, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and asked with bare feet.He was really hungry. The two elder brothers talked about things. It took three hours to go in. Now the sun has set.

Why didn't the child wear shoes? Seeing Qing'er like this, Yanmo felt ashamed and annoyed inwardly. He just wanted to step forward and hug Qing'er to prevent him from catching a cold, but who knew that Ye Wuchang was one step faster than him and grabbed Qing'er. Qing'er hugged her into her arms, frowned and complained: "Little devil, why don't you wear shoes, your stomach will hurt if you catch a cold."

"Big brother, I'm hungry." Qing'er pursed her mouth, crying pitifully.

"Okay, then let's go to eat, what do you want to eat?" Ye Wuchang is surprisingly kind to Qing'er, sometimes even spoiling her too much, she must sleep with Qing'er by her side at night.

And Qing'er is also dependent on Ye Wuchang, and likes him very much, calling him brother one by one.

Just after walking a few steps, Ye Wu saw that Yan Mo was still in place, and said, "Come with Lian Xi." Although he doubted this person, he had such a subtle feeling for him, as if he had a faint liking for him.

The dishes on the table are very rich, a big table full of everything, Qing'er likes to eat fish, Ye Wuchang picked the fish bones and put the fish meat piece by piece into Qing'er's bowl.

Qing'er chatted non-stop while eating.

"Big brother, don't be my brother, okay?" Qing'er raised her head and asked Ye Wuchang innocently.Ye Wuchang pretended to be surprised and asked back: "Could it be that Qing'er doesn't like me as a big brother?"

"Then what do you want me to do for you?" Ye Wuchang only thought it was childish, and asked casually.

Qing'er said: "everyone has a father and a mother, it's unfair that I only have one father, so I want you to be my mother."

Ye Wuchang was firmly stuck in the food in his mouth. After coughing for a while, Yan Mo hurriedly handed him a glass of water, and Ye Wuchang gulped down a few mouthfuls, glaring at Qing'er angrily: "Little devil, you On purpose."

Qing'er pouted aggrievedly.

Yanmo couldn't help but burst out laughing, Ye Wuchang is a mother, thanks to this child who can figure it out.

Ye Wuchang glared at Yanmo: "Pity, don't you think you're laughing too much at other people's misfortune?"

Yan Mo blinked, pretending to be ignorant and said: "I don't have it."

Hey, Ye Wuchang sighed, pulled Qing'er over, let him sit on his lap and said seriously: "I am a man, I can only be your father, not your mother."

"That's fine." Qing'er pouted and said reluctantly: "Then you will be my father."

"What about your other father? You don't plan to have him anymore?"

"Of course, he is my father. Big brother, let me tell you something. My father is very beautiful. Many people like him. You will like him when you see him. Why don't you marry my father? If that's the case, you'll be my father."

Yanmo's face was a little feverish, fortunately he kept his head down so that no one could see him.

"How beautiful is your father?" Ye Wuchang recollected the conversation with Lian Yue that day, and knew that Yan Mo might be Emperor Dajing's secret lover, and he couldn't help but plan in his heart. If that was the case, the child would die You can make good use of it, he doesn't believe that Emperor Ye can be so ruthless as to make fun of his own child.

Thinking of this, seeing Qing'er's gaze deepened again.

Qing'er didn't know what the adults were thinking, and said cheerfully: "My father and I look the most alike, big brother, you should know how beautiful my father is when you look at me."

Ye Wuchang really pinched the little guy's chin and looked at it seriously, then said: "Well, it's quite beautiful, maybe one day I'll just take your daddy."

There was something in Ye Wuchang's words, Qing'er thought he agreed, and shouted happily: "That's great, Dad."

Qing'er's "father" was called so loudly that Yanmo was shocked, thinking that he was recognized by Qing'er, but who knew that Qing'er was calling Ye Wuchang, and Ye Wuchang was also stunned by his calling , It took a long time to react, hugged Qing'er with a good smile, reached out and ruffled his soft hair.