My target is black impermanence

The inspection work was over. When Shen Hanyang and Zou Yu left the hotel the next day, they did not see Feng Wenying. When he arrived at the company, even Feng Wenying's desk disappeared. He didn't ask, and Zou Yu also Did not mention.

This project was even more successful than expected. After the end, Zou Yu specially organized a dinner party to reward the hard-working employees, and took a break the next day, so that colleagues who drank did not have to worry about not getting up the next day ,People in the company booed and cheered one after another, as if the fatigue of the past few days had disappeared.

But Xiao Zhang wanted to use the rest time to go back to accompany Xiao Xian, so Zou Yu allowed him to leave early.

After a meal, the male colleagues were all drunk and staggered, yelling that they wanted to go to the box to sing, while the female colleagues, with a slightly drunken blush on their faces, declined the following activities and wanted to go back to rest.

Zou Yu asked the accountant to write down the account and ask him for reimbursement when the time comes. He and Shen Hanyang left early without shy away.

The two went all the way back to the villa, not knowing who started it first, it seemed that drunkenness made each other's bodies sensitive, and even a slight touch could generate a tingling electric current.

Zou Yu put his arms around Shen Hanyang's neck, still feeling a little helpless in the kiss, but often easily aroused Shen Hanyang's deeper aggression through unintentional provocation.

Shen Hanyang's hands tightly held Zou Yu's waist, and the kiss moved from his chin to the side of his neck.

Looking at the slender neck raised in front of him, Shen Hanyang's eyes darkened, and the fiery kiss turned into gnawing, and gradually, desire, desire...

He opened his eyes suddenly, and pushed Zou Yu away in a panic.

Zou Yu opened his hazy eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"I'll take a shower first."

Shen Hanyang turned around and walked towards the bathroom, quickened his pace and fled a little bit, but Zou Yu, who was a little confused, didn't notice it, but felt that it was a bit uncomfortable to be unable to get up or down.

Shen Hanyang in the bathroom looked at himself in the mirror, he still had the same pale and thin body, only the black line extending down the waist had a wild and strange feeling.

His eyes sank.

At that moment, he actually wanted to bite Zou Yu's neck and eat him.

It was as if there was something delicious hidden in Zou Yu's body, exuding a sweet smell.

"Shen Hanyang."

Zou Yu's voice came from outside.

Shen Hanyang paused, reached out to turn on the shower head, and poured cold water on his head, which made him wake up a lot.

Zou Yu, who didn't get a response, pushed the bathroom door open, and the cold water splashed on him. He looked at Shen Hanyang in surprise, then blushed, and asked hesitantly, "Why...why."

Shen Hanyang knew that Zou Yu had misunderstood him, but he didn't explain it either, and only thought that the sudden desire just now was because of the imprisoned greed in his body.

He didn't want Zou Yu to feel that he was useless.

"Shall we wash together?"

With a smile on his face, he forgot everything just now.

To his surprise, although Zou Yu was a little embarrassed, he still nodded.

Zou Yu took a step back, closed the bathroom door, and raised his dark eyes to look at him.

In the hazy water vapor, Zou Yu's eyes seemed to be crystal beads embedded with stars, bright and deep.

Shen Hanyang could even see himself in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to pull Zou Yu over, allowing the shower head above his head to drench them thoroughly.

Before Zou Yu could react, he picked up the other person and put him on the sink, then looked at the stunned person, and said with a smile, "The sink at the boss's house should be very strong."

Zou Yu blinked, and a drop of transparent water fell from his fine eyelashes. He rested his hands on Shen Hanyang's chest. Bai Yu's earlobes were as red as blood, and he looked up at the person in front of him in a daze.

"I have money……"

Shen Hanyang couldn't help laughing, and said lightly: "Yes, then...can you change to a wider sink..."

"Okay... well..."

……

Greedy seems to have become a lot more peaceful since that day, and nothing weird happened around him.

But for some reason, Shen Hanyang would occasionally think of what Tan said to him that day, and always felt that there was a huge secret hidden in it, and occasionally had a bad premonition.

On the contrary, Zou Yu seemed to no longer be worried about the appearance of greed. He worked and socialized like an ordinary company president every day, and went home on time at night.

Such a peaceful life gave Shen Hanyang a sense of harmony as a newlywed, as if he and Zou Yu should have been like this.

It was already a bit chilly in August, Zou Yu went out to walk the turtle, and he stayed at home to cook.

But when the time came, no one came back, Shen Hanyang was a little worried, so he called.

The other end sighed, and let him go over with some embarrassment.

Shen Hanyang was worried that the other party was in some trouble, so he rushed over immediately, and then found that Zou Yu stood helplessly by the side, and Fu Guier was biting the hair of a small teddy dog ​​and would not let go.

The owner of the dog next to him was so anxious that his eyes turned red, but there was nothing he could do.

"What's wrong."

Seeing him coming, Zou Yu coughed in embarrassment, pointed to the little teddy dog ​​that was spinning in circles and said, "As soon as this dog saw me, it rushed over and hugged my leg, and as a result...Fu Guier rushed towards me. In the past, he bit each other with one bite."

Shen Hanyang couldn't help laughing out loud, the girl who felt distressed and was about to cry, squatted down, and slapped Fu Gui'er's green head.

Only then did Fu Guier let go, and instead bit Shen Hanyang's trouser leg.

He let it bite and looked at the girl apologetically.

"Sorry, it's more protective."

The girl rubbed Teddy's head, shook her head and said, "It's okay."

Zou Yu felt sorry, and took the initiative to say: "There is a pet shop nearby, you can take it to have a look, if there is any problem, we will definitely take responsibility."

The girl raised her head and glanced at Zou Yu, her face blushed, and she responded softly.

"Ah."

Shen Hanyang raised his eyebrows, this turtle has also had an affair.

The few people saw the pet shop that Zou Yu was talking about before they walked far. Shen Hanyang took a look and found that the shop was newly opened and it was very close to the villa where they lived.

"How do you know there is a pet store here?"

While the girl was taking the pet to check, he nudged Zou Yu with his elbow.

"Because this store is mine."

Zou Yu nodded to the employees who greeted him without changing his face.

The corner of Shen Hanyang's mouth twitched, and he asked in a low voice, "Okay, why do you want to open a shop?"

Zou Yu looked at Fu Gui'er who was still biting him while pawing on his leg, and said with a normal expression: "One day, Fu Gui'er didn't have a good appetite. The other pet shops are too far away, and I think it's too troublesome."

So Zou Yu simply paid for one by himself.

Shen Hanyang shook the green-headed turtle on his lap, and said angrily in his heart, when did this little thing have such a high status in Zou Yu's heart.

At this time, Fuguier let go of the trouser leg that had been bitten by it, and as revenge for that slap, he crawled to the place where the turtle food was kept familiarly, and started to feed himself on his own.

And those employees have obviously seen it.

Shen Hanyang silently looked at Zou Yu, who had plain brows and eyes beside him.

It turns out that he is usually asked to walk the turtle, is it here?

and many more……

He exited the door, looked to the side, and found a milk tea shop next to the pet shop.

"Isn't it you who opened this store?"

Zou Yu avoided his gaze, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Shen Hanyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him with his arms crossed.

Zou Yu lives a healthy life and is self-disciplined. The only downside is that he likes to drink iced milk tea.

After Shen Hanyang moved in, he specially stipulated that Zou Yu was not allowed to drink too much, and he had to eat at least one bowl of rice for every meal.

Although Zou Yu was a little unhappy, he ate obediently every day.

No wonder during this period of time he found that people would come out to walk the turtle whenever he was free, and he thought it was because he was too tired from work and wanted to relax in his spare time, so he let him go.

Looking at it now, I realized that it was a man and a turtle sneaking out to find food.

Zou Yu was at a loss from what he saw, and his ears were quietly stained red.

"Shed some hair, but no injuries."

At this time, the girl came out holding the wronged little Teddy, Zou Yu nodded, and simply said: "Then see if there is anything it needs here, you can take it away, and we will make up for it as much as possible."

The staff next to him immediately came out with a wink and introduced that there were everything from food bowls, small houses, and small clothes.

In the end, the store gave her a set of everything suitable for any small teddy dog, and included her imported dog food for a year, and promised to deliver it home.

The situation of the girl's own family was not bad, but she was still a little surprised, and because of Zou Yu's generous and open behavior, her feelings of affection increased greatly.

She looked at Zou Yu with wet eyes, bit her lip and wanted to say something.

Shen Hanyang coughed heavily, put one hand on Zou Yu's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Would you like me to take you home."

The eagerness in the girl's eyes faded, and she politely rejected him.

"I've already contacted the driver at home, don't bother sir."

As he said that, a valuable car had already stopped outside.

The girl said goodbye to them, bit her lips before leaving, and said to Zou Yu with a blushing face, "Excuse me, may I know your name."

Zou Yu paused for a moment, and just as Shen Hanyang was about to speak, he leaned over and let out a loud "chirp".

He raised his lips, looked at the girl carelessly and said, "His name is Boss, my boss."

The girl's face turned red and white alternately, and she looked at the two of them uncertainly. After a while, she stomped her feet with red eyes, lifted her skirt and got into the car.

Shen Hanyang put his head on Zou Yu's shoulder, sighed and said, "Am I going too far?"

Zou Yu looked at him seriously.

"A little."

He shrugged indifferently, pouted and said, "Then send her some more pet supplies?"

"Ah."

Fuguier beside him raised his eyelids lazily, and patted Zou Yu's shoe with a full belch.

Zou Yu immediately picked up Fugui'er who was full of food and drink, and said to Shen Hanyang, "I'm full, let's go home."

Shen Hanyang's eyebrows twitched, and he always felt that Fugui'er and his boss had cultivated a great tacit understanding in places he didn't know.

"Don't let him eat outside in the future, or the turtle food at home will expire."

Zou Yu: ...

"Ok?"

Zou Yu: "Oh..."

What's with this reluctant response!

"Hiss... Bite me again! You are going to rebel."

"Stop talking, if you are not allowed to eat outside, then you are not allowed to eat outside, and you, why are you laughing, if you laugh again, you are not allowed to go out to walk the turtle, and I will stay at home on weekends!"

Zou Yu: ...

"Ok?"

Zou Yu: "Oh..."

……

Shen Hanyang's peaceful days were broken by a nightmare.

He sat up suddenly, and at that moment, everything in front of him seemed to be covered with blood.

The uncontrollable violence made him feel powerful and full of power.

He clenched his fists, his eyes darkened.

After a while, he slowed down his breathing and gradually broke away from the dream.

Zou Yu next to him was fast asleep, and he didn't have the discomfort of being disturbed when he slept together a few days ago.

It seems that Zou Yu is very used to being close to him now.

This made his heart soften, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch Zou Yu's temple hair.

He looked down at the bell around his neck, where Zou Yu's remnant soul was locked.

He still remembered clearly what Zou Yu said at that time, and Zou Yu had indeed been protecting him all the time.

But he felt that this bell was more like Zou Yu's life and death gesture to him.

His soul was controlled by him, and if one day his soul was damaged, then Zou Yu's remnant soul would dissipate.

Now that they stay together all the time, Zou Yu can sense this remnant soul, which can naturally reduce the pain of soul damage.

Therefore, he also wanted to protect himself.

There was a sudden movement in my heart, and the desire for power rose again.

Shen Hanyang's eyes were half closed, and he looked at Zou Yu steadfastly. After a while, he suddenly lowered his head, and kissed Zou Yu's forehead, then gradually slid down and slowly moved towards his neck.

There seemed to be some seductive scent hidden there, he couldn't help but get closer, and stretched out his teeth to grind it lightly.

The black silk on the side of his waist stretched quietly, and it had grown to his hip bones. Shen Hanyang's movements gradually became uncontrollable. Zou Yu only thought that he was making a fuss, and frowned and hid back.

Shen Hanyang's eyes darkened, and he suddenly felt a little dry.

Zou Yu shrank two points under the quilt, and suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist, rubbing against the pillow.

Seeing Zou Yu's defenseless appearance, Shen Hanyang suddenly woke up, startled by his sudden uncontrollable desire and desire just now.

He ran into the bathroom in a panic without alarming Zou Yu, looking at the black line on his waist, his brows were frowned.

"Want power?"

The self in the mirror evoked a sly smile, and looked at him upright.

Shen Hanyang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at his strange self in the mirror in shock.

"You are too weak. You don't need Zou Yu to protect you all the time. Even because of you, the other party is willing to tear his soul and weaken his own strength, but you are still like this. Without the other party's ghostly aura, you can't even draw a curse mark."

"Shen Hanyang" in the mirror raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue twice, his haughty and evil look tinged with contempt.

Shen Hanyang gritted his teeth and looked at the other party, and slowly clenched his hands on both sides.

A long time ago, he also wondered in a daze whether he had never helped Zou Yu.

But what really made him face up to this matter was himself who was cornered last time but couldn't resist.

At that time, the other party looked at him with the same eyes as himself in the mirror, with the pleasure of teasing him in his arrogance, looking at his inescapable embarrassment, as if reflecting his fragility.

"You don't know, every time the bell rings, that's when Zou Yu feels pain because of the shock of his soul. He uses this method to force himself to stay by your side, guard you, and protect you."

Those words seemed to come from a mirror, and they seemed to be the voice in his heart.

Shen Hanyang's eyes trembled slightly, and dark colors flickered alternately in his ordinary pupils.

"To shut up!"

He let out a low cry, and smashed the mirror with his fist.

Originally, it was only a question that he would occasionally think about, but now it seemed to be watered black by ink, and a black seed grew, which reminded him countless times of his ugly and ugly appearance.

He didn't have any great dreams, but occasionally he wanted to stand in front of Zou Yu and protect him.

The wound that does not bleed looks a bit scary, the moment the light red flesh comes into contact with the air, it immediately becomes dull and rotten.

This is his body, dilapidated like a scarecrow that can be blown away by the wind, always in need of Zou Yu's repair.

"Shen Hanyang."

Zou Yu's voice sounded behind him.

Shen Hanyang's back froze, and the gray breath in his eyes faded instantly.

He turned around, the smile on his face again.

"Did I disturb you?"

Zou Yu looked at him worriedly, and asked, "What's wrong with you."

Shen Hanyang showed his hand scratched by the glass generously, pouted and said: "I dreamed that I became handsome, and I remembered to look in the mirror to confirm it, but there was a fly blocking my handsome face on the mirror, I was so angry , wanting to have a fair duel with the flies, and then..."

He shrugged and said with a relaxed face, "Both will suffer."

Zou Yu was dumbfounded by his explanation.

Seeing his pale and thin face gradually turned pale due to the loss of ghost energy, Zou Yu walked to his side and took a serious look at his wound.

"Your body is slowly improving now. The wound is deep, but the speed of ghost energy loss is slower than before. In this way, maybe after a long time, your body will be able to retain ghost energy by itself."

Hearing Zou Yu's words, Shen Hanyang just twitched his lips, looked away at the broken glass on the ground and said, "What should I do?"

Zou Yu glanced at him indifferently, then glanced at him quietly from the corner of his eye, blushing and said softly, "Get a new one, it's just right, change to the sink you want, as many... as big as you want."

Shen Hanyang paused, remembering what he said deliberately when he was hanging out here that day, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually enlarged unconsciously, and the gloom in his heart dissipated instantly.

He raised his head and wanted to say something with a smile in his eyes, but Zou Yu leaned over and blocked his mouth with his eyelashes shaking.

Cool ghost energy poured into his body continuously, the wound on his hand healed quickly, and his body was filled again.

His eyes softened, and a trace of helpless bitterness flashed where Zou Yu couldn't see.

……

On an ordinary day, the mobile phone received an unexpected call. It turned out to be Mr. Wang whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.

The other party wanted to meet with them in a friendly tone, saying that there was a big deal to come to them.

Shen Hanyang and Zou Yu looked at each other, and agreed on a time to meet Mr. Wang.

But Mr. Wang took them to meet another strange man.

"This is the housekeeper of the Zheng family, this is Mr. Shen, and this is Mr. Zou."

Maybe he felt that it was a little neglectful for the Zheng family to send a housekeeper over for a meeting, so Mr. Wang looked at Shen Hanyang with some embarrassment.

They didn't care much, after all, big families are always so cautious.

The Zheng family is different from Boss Wang, who got rich suddenly, and Zou Yu, who is worth tens of billions of dollars at a young age. They are really big families that have stood for nearly a hundred years, with a solid foundation, passed down from generation to generation, and are truly upper class. One of the best in the world.

Shen Hanyang understood the big business Mr. Wang was talking about. After all, he had only heard about the existence of Zheng's family a few times before.

"Mr. Shen, hello, I have the honor to meet you."

Butler Zheng looked very young, about 35 years old, with a serious face, and his every word and deed showed extremely correct self-cultivation and demeanor.

Shen Hanyang was a little surprised that the other party had seen him.

"I don't know where you met me."

The corner of Zheng Butler's mouth curled slightly, and he said flatly, "We met by the side of the road."

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Zou Yu again. This time, his attitude was more humble, and he deliberately stood up and shook hands with Zou Yu.

"It is my honor to have heard Mr. Zou's name. It is my honor to meet you today."

Zou Yu raised his eyelids, looked at the other party expressionlessly, touched the other party's hand lightly, and nodded politely.

Shen Hanyang moved his body a little uncomfortably. Do rich people always speak in this tone?

Mr. Wang saw that the atmosphere was serious and cold, so he quickly smoothed things over and said, "To invite you two to come out for a meeting today is actually a little trouble for the Zheng family. Please let Steward Zheng and Mr. Shen make it clear."

In fact, he also inadvertently mentioned something about his family when he was discussing business, and somehow it reached the Zheng family's ears. When the Zheng family contacted him in private, he was taken aback. He wanted to help, so he hurriedly invited Shen Hanyang out.

Butler Zheng nodded, looked at Shen Hanyang and said, "I heard that Mr. Shen is the ninth generation descendant of Yin Yang Sect No. 90. The Zheng family has dealt with some famous Taoist sects before, but they have never heard of this sect. Knowing what ability Mr. Shen has, is it convenient to reveal it."

Shen Hanyang's eyebrows twitched, he now fully understands why the Zheng family sent a housekeeper.

The co-author felt that he was not capable enough, so he sent a low-level person out to test his ability first.

To be honest, Shen Hanyang really felt a little uncomfortable.

"The master said, we should keep a low profile in front of outsiders, and don't show off easily, otherwise people will say that our sect is arrogant and has no rules."

Shen Hanyang smiled and opened his eyes, talking nonsense.

Zou Yu glanced at him, and raised his cup to cover the smile on his lips.

Steward Zheng stood up without changing his face, and said to him, "I understand."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back, the smile on Shen Hanyang's face froze for a moment, what's going on, did he just give up so easily.

He couldn't help but want to turn around. Zou Yu pressed his hand, took a sip of his coffee unhurriedly, flicked his fingertips, and hit Butler Zheng with a little bad luck spell.

"Ah, sir, are you all right?"

Butler Zheng raised his hand to indicate that he was fine. He continued to walk out with all the coffee stains all over his body, and the standing sign that was originally placed at the door for activities suddenly fell to him.

Although he raised his arm to block it, he was still bruised by the iron frame behind him.

At this time, Steward Zheng raised his eyes to look at Shen Hanyang and Zou Yu who were standing still inside, and Mr. Wang who was visibly fidgeting opposite.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call, said something respectful, took the car keys from the waiter, and left.

Mr. Wang in the coffee shop wiped the sweat from his forehead.

If he had known that it was so difficult to mess with, he should have kept his mouth shut.