is this marriage

"Little uncle,"

Zhong Ye interrupted their plan to send him to a brain doctor in time, changed his slippers honestly according to the rules Jiang Yuluo set for him, walked to the sofa, and calmly blocked Jiang Yuluo Behind him, he looked at Meng Zhoulian faintly:

"How did you come?"

"I'll see how you're doing."

Meng Zhoulian sat up and stretched, and with a smile, he put his arm over Jiang Yuluo, and the two brothers put their arms around Jiang Yuluo's neck, "Dr. Xiao Jiang's massage techniques are very good, I like it very much. "

Zhong Ye thought that you like his ass, you just want him to die. Earlier, because Meng Zhoulian was walking the dog without a leash, he let a hellhound that could crush half of the palace of the king of hell with one foot come out to run around. The garbage was not sorted, which caused the undead man to accidentally injure the kid in charge of garbage collection, etc. He was fined countless times. Before he laughed, no one dared to ask him for money. After Jiang Yuluo came to power, he was strictly supervised. Let Meng Zhoulian escape a fine, the two of them have been feuding for a long time.

"I like Uncle very much, too."

Jiang Yu Luopi laughed but didn't laugh.

Although the two people present could hear his perfunctory words, Zhong Ye was deeply shocked by these words——When Jiang Yuluo dies one day and returns to the Palace of the King of Hades to change back to Jiang Juan, he really won't stand up for himself when he was a human being. Do you feel sad, shameful and regretful about what you did and said...

"Hahahahaha, Doctor Xiao Jiang must not forget what he said today."

Meng Zhoulian was about to die with laughter, he wished he could go against the law of heaven and forcibly wake up Jiang Yuluo's memory now, so as to see how shamed Jiang Pan, who is usually afraid of no one, looks like.

"It's getting late,"

Zhong Ye gently pulled Jiang Yuluo up, and threw Meng Zhoulian's clothes on his shoulder, "If you have nothing else to do, little uncle, please go home."

The emotion in Zhong Ye's eyes was very light, but Meng Zhoulian watched him grow up and was more familiar with him than anyone else, after all, he still lightly saw every inch of guard hidden in his eyes, and there was a faint trace, even He also couldn't understand the vivid emotions, just like the expression when they asked him to play chess for the cold cornus.

"That's not okay,"

Meng Zhoulian pursed her lips, not hiding the cunning in her eyes, "It's already here, won't you let me have a meal?"

"Our house doesn't open the stove..."

Zhong Ye was about to refuse, but Jiang Yuluo tugged at his sleeves, "Because of reason and reason, I should stay with Uncle for a meal, how about you two talk about your condition, and I will do it?"

"You still cook?"

This time, Zhong Ye's eyes were full of disbelief. Jiang Pan, who spends every day in the wine pool and meat forest, does not touch the spring water, so why should he learn how to cook by himself?

"Why, look down on me?"

Jiang Yuluo wiped his sleeves and went to the kitchen, but Zhong Ye wanted to stop him, but Meng Zhoulian grabbed his wrist and whispered in his ear,

"Aren't you curious about Jiang Pan's cooking?"

"..."

It would be a lie to say that I am not curious.

Although Zhong Ye didn't want Meng Zhoulian to stay here for a long time, he couldn't resist these two hard-to-serve uncles, so he could only sit down with Meng Zhoulian and watch "Let's Watch the Meteor Shower" while waiting for Chef Jiang Yuluo to cook meal.

"Don't worry so much, just relax,"

Meng Zhoulian has completely regarded this place as his own home, calmly holding a teacup and sipping the aroma of strawberry fruit tea, "I won't shoot him for no reason."

"If little uncle wants to kill him, I can't stop him."

Zhong Ye said lightly.

"Ha," Meng Zhou smiled twice, "If you don't stop him, it's true that you're up and down with a knife, but if you want to protect him, the result will be hard to say."

"When the matter of Chen Mo Hell is found out, if the father's injustice is really related to him, not only will I not stop him, but I will definitely catch him with my own hands."

"Then I'm really looking forward to a good show," Meng Zhoulian propped his face, thinking in his heart that you brat must say one thing and do another, and if Jiang's sentence becomes the target of public criticism because of Chen Mo's hell, you boy Surely I couldn't bear to hurt my heart, "But did you study the book I gave you?"

"Saw half of it last night."

"It looks like you didn't study hard. At this moment, when your wife is busy in the kitchen, if you want to be a qualified husband, you should go and help him."

"...Why do I have to be a qualified husband?"

"You are ignorant, do you think that once the curse of 'marriage' is set, there will be no solution? If you are not qualified, the curse will fade away, and Fang Jiang Yuluo's little chicken character will definitely leave you and run away Go out to play wild, and when the time comes, those ghosts outside will catch him and chew him up with a bang, and you can honestly go back to the palace of the king of hell to be punished."

Meng Zhoulian gave Zhong Ye a clear analysis of the pros and cons, and pushed him into the kitchen, "Go quickly."

Jiang Yuluo took advantage of the interval between chopping vegetables and quietly called out twice, Gao Da, the elder sister, for some reason today, usually jumps up and down like chicken blood when she sees a handsome guy, but this time she quietly hid in the dzi bead .

"Don't call me!"

Gao Da whispered to Jiang Yuluo, "This person is definitely not simple... A Zhong Kui is enough to scare me. I am really afraid that the two of them will take me away as soon as they discuss it."

"..."

Although Jiang Yuluo really wanted to say, I don't believe in this, but the facts are in front of him, he has gradually changed from a staunch atheist to an atheist who believes that Zhong Kui exists in the world.

"Tell me, will I be able to know most of the things in the underworld thanks to Zhong Ye's blessing in a few months?"

"Come on, as long as you have the guts, let me tell you the truth, there are only a few human-looking things in the underworld, and any other random ones can scare you out of heart disease."

"It's better not to see it."

Jiang Yuluo twitched her lips. She had talked nonsense to Meng Zhoulian for a long time before, and was about to grab Gao Da and chatter, but she didn't expect Gao Da to be unhappy.

"What don't you see?"

Zhong Ye stood behind him at some point, and suddenly uttered a word that made Jiang Yuluo tremble in fright, jumped up and hit the cabinet door with his head, and was so blinded by the impact that he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and almost cried.

"You really don't make a sound when you walk...it hurts me to death."

Jiang Yuluo wanted to cry but had no tears, he gritted his teeth and looked at the innocent Zhong Ye.

"Shall I rub it for you?"

Zhong Ye suddenly remembered what was taught in that book, knelt down to hold the back of Jiang Yuluo's head, pushed the hair on his forehead and blew slowly.

"You, what are you doing!"

Jiang Yuluo shuddered again.

"Didn't you say blow on it to relieve the pain?"

After Zhong Ye finished speaking, he moved closer and rubbed Jiang Yuluo's forehead, "It seems that the hit was not light."

"Don't knead! If you knead, it will make a bag!"

Jiang Yuluo resisted and pushed Zhong Ye's arm, but his strength was too weak compared to Zhong Ye's, so he couldn't push it at all.

"But you're blushing from the pain."

"I fucking..."

Jiang Yuluo was ruthlessly held in the corner by Zhong Ye, holding his head and blowing and rubbing. Zhong Ye seemed to have fun, just like rubbing a stray kitten or dog, soft and scratching. But very well behaved.

A few minutes later, Meng Zhoulian held his stomach and looked at Zhong Ye who was politely driven out of the kitchen by Jiang Yuluo, laughing uncontrollably.

"What, hit a wall?"

"He never liked me helping him."

Zhong Ye covered the red mark on the back of his hand from Jiang Yuluo's slap, and sat back on the sofa with a serious face.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yuluo triumphantly invited Meng Zhoulian and Zhong Ye to sit at the restaurant with the feast he had carefully cooked. Meng Zhoulian saw a bright red spot on his forehead, and almost passed away with a smile.

The lids of the pots were lifted one by one, and Zhong Ye and Meng Zhoulian were startled when they saw the colorful human food in front of them.

"You just eat this?"

This time it was Meng Zhoulian who first raised the question.

"Yes."

Jiang Yuluo handed out bowls and chopsticks to them, "Sit down and eat, you're welcome."

Zhong Ye and Meng Zhoulian looked at each other tacitly, but neither spoke.

It was rumored that the main reason for Jiang Juan's extravagance and debauchery was not how tyrannical he was in the palace of the king of hell, but how terrifying he was at the dinner table-Jiang Yuluo, the head of the judge, would eat fierce beasts and evil spirits every day.

What does Jiang Yuluo eat now?Orange slices boiled in rum, bitter gourd pickled in white frost sugar, bean sprouts soaked in vinegar... not even a single meat dish!

"It suddenly occurred to me that the old Hades called me to play mahjong together tonight. It's almost time, so I'll have this meal next time."

Meng Zhoulian smiled, kissed Jiang Yuluo in his arms, and then left in a hurry. Jiang Yuluo politely yelled twice to stop, and quickly locked the door after seeing others walking away, lest Meng Zhoulian would regret it.

"He didn't make things difficult for you today, did he?"

Although the bruised spot on Jiang Yuluo's forehead healed without leaving any traces under Granny Meng's kiss, Zhong Ye still tore open a pack of wet wipes, grabbed Jiang Yuluo and landed on the spot where Meng Zhou had just slapped Rub hard.

"Brother, it's almost on fire."

Jiang Yuluo grabbed Zhong Ye's wrist with both hands, "Your uncle shows that he likes me, don't mind it."

"Next time he comes to you again, you use this to notify me as soon as possible."

"Ah? Why... Hey, don't bite me!"

Zhong Ye didn't believe that Meng Zhoulian had no intention of attacking Jiang Yuluo. After thinking for a moment, he raised Jiang Yuluo's finger and left a tooth mark on his knuckle.

"You call my name according to this mark, and I can hear it."

Zhong Ye raised his head, looked at Jiang Yuluo with an expressionless face, and asked curiously, "Does it hurt? Why is your face turning red again?"