is this marriage

"Master Zhong Tianshi is capable of carrying a tripod, only he can help you out of trouble, and save you from being troubled by those demons and ghosts again."

Chen Mohai stepped forward to grab Jiang Yuluo's arm with a little satisfaction, and continued to invite Jiang Yuluo in a gentle tone that did not match his tough movements, "And according to Zhong Tianshi, the Hongtu headquarters is full of evil spirits, Xiao Jiang, you Staying there with this kind of physique is like a sheep entering a tiger's den."

"Master Zhong Tianshi really said that."

Jiang Yuluo choked back his laughter and trembled. He intentionally or unintentionally cast his gaze at Zhong Ye who was beside him. Seeing Zhong Ye's slightly puzzled expression, he wanted to laugh even more.

"Mr. Zhong, you came late, and you don't know about Xiaojiang's troubles. If you really wanted to benefit him, you would approve his personnel transfer and let him and me..."

Chen Mohai played the favor card and the moral card together. Relying on his outstanding speech ability, there was no one he couldn't persuade since he was a child. It's a pity that standing in front of him this time is a right and wrong Zhong Tianshi, and the other is the slightest The immoral Jiang Yuluo.

"Who cares if he is good or not, anyway, he has to stay by my side."

Zhong Ye interrupted Chen Mohai, picked up Jiang Yuluo who was trembling with laughter, and wanted to go back to the box. He had long legs and big strides, and he walked fast. Within two seconds, Chen Mohai, who was stunned on the spot, hesitated to speak. left behind.

"Hey, Zhong Ye, our box is over there, did you go the wrong way?"

Jiang Yuluo was originally immersed in the fun of the "Master Zhong" in Chen Mohai's house, grinning from ear to ear, but suddenly opened his eyes to find that Zhong Ye was dragging him in the opposite direction.

"Did you listen to me? Zhong Ye, don't move! I'll punch you if you don't stop!"

Jiang Yuluo wanted to stop the brakes, but Zhong Ye didn't intend to stop at all. He just twisted Jiang Yuluo silently, and dragged him to the open-air sky garden to blow the air-conditioning before letting go.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Yuluo stared at him vigilantly, but Zhong Ye's face was the same as usual, without any extra emotion.

"Chen Mohai,"

Zhong Ye said lightly, "Have you asked him to help you?"

"Shut your ass..."

Without saying a word after that, Jiang Yuluo was frightened by Zhong Ye's cold look up, lost his confidence for some reason, and honestly confessed like a discouraged ball, "It was a long time ago that the company building had a power outage. A ghost just happened to come, I was afraid of it, and when I was hiding in the stairwell, I was bumped into by Chen Mohai."

"and then?"

Not only did this answer not satisfy Zhong Ye, but he took two steps forward, cornering Jiang Yuluo.

"I can't remember, it's not a big deal."

Jiang Yuluo had already leaned his back against the wall, and Gabriel, who was carefully picked by the owner of the restaurant, was beside him. The delicate fragrance of roses was mixed with the cold wind at night. The hot air exhaled from bowing his head warmly brushed the tip of Jiang Yuluo's nose.

"Chen Mohai doesn't think it's a big deal."

Zhong Ye said to himself, and while speaking, he unbuttoned the two top collar buttons, the scalding alcohol slipped from his throat to his abdominal cavity, covering his brain with a layer of fuzzy restlessness.

"Can he see ghosts too?"

"Chen Mohai? He can indeed see some, and he believes in ghosts and gods, and likes to deal with Taoist priests on the mountain."

"He has been to your house? Do you know about Gundam and Suanbian?"

Zhong Ye asked questions step by step. Although his tone was very calm, showing no concern or displeasure, Jiang Yuluo could only answer every question truthfully because of the oppressive feeling around him.

"On the day of the power outage, he offered to take me back, so I politely asked him if he wanted some tea, just like asking your little uncle for dinner. Who knew they were so rude."

"What else does he do besides drinking tea?"

"What could he do? What would I let him do? What else would he dare to do?"

Jiang Yuluo frowned, "Boss Zhong, are you interrogating a prisoner? Are you and Chen Mohai suffering from the same disease and mutually exclusive?"

"It was the two of us who got married,"

Ignoring Jiang Yuluo's dissatisfaction, Zhong Ye stubbornly grabbed his hand, opened his knuckles and gently kneaded the tooth marks on his ring finger, "And you said, you only trust me."

"What did you say?"

Jiang Yuluo opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhong Ye in disbelief. The man in front of him was very close to him under the influence of alcohol, and he clasped his hand tightly while talking nonsense.

"I said, you only need to rely on me."

Zhong Ye murmured in a low voice, and the short sentences were blown into broken rose fragrance by the evening wind, wondering if all of them fell into Jiang Yuluo's ears.

"Did you admit the wrong person? I never said that I only believed in you,"

After a long time, Jiang Yuluo played Zhong Ye very unceremoniously, and his mind collapsed. Although he often held contempt and prejudice against these supernatural creatures represented by Zhong Ye, it did not mean that he would ignore some details full of emotions, such as Confiscated paper kites, such as talking about someone's lonely expression at night.

"It seems that the wine in your underworld is not as good as Moutai Wuliangye. You must have drunk too much."

Jiang Yuluo sighed, hiding all the panic just now, except for the blush on his joints, he looked no different from his usual sloppy appearance.

"Anyway, Chen Mohai is not as simple as it seems, you stay by my side."

Zhong Ye raised his head, let go of Jiang Yuluo's hand quietly, and neatly buttoned the two buttons on the front of his collar, and then Jiang Yuluo and Jiang Yuluo left the sky garden and went back to the box, as if nothing had happened. Same happened.

"understood."

Jiang Yuluo shrugged. Zhong Ye has lived as a ghost for thousands of years, but he is just a human being with almost no memory. To Zhong Ye, he is like a spore on a dandelion plant beside the long road, and he may not even have time The traces left in Zhong Ye's life are swept away by the wind.And in the thick time that he didn't know or understand, perhaps other undefeated flower seeds had been planted into Zhong Ye's heart long ago.

"Brother Jiang, why did you go to the bathroom for so long?"

Di Xue was the one who talked the most. Seeing that they had only returned for a long time, she couldn't help asking questions curiously.

"Stomach hurts, doesn't it?"

Jiang Yuluo didn't care about face, so he fooled around.

"Boss Zhong also has a stomachache with you? Could it be something wrong with what we ate tonight?"

"He just went to deliver paper to me."

Jiang Yuluo stuffed a snack into Di Xuetang's mouth as he spoke, hoping to shut his mouth.

Zhong Ye, who was sitting beside him, ignored Di Xuetang at all. Jiang Yuluo was right, the wine in the world was much stronger than the old wine in the underworld, and his mind was so burnt that only the night that Jiang Pan hid in him was left in his mind. The appearance in the arms.

At that time, the sinister and cunning Jiang Pan showed his tenderness to him, saying that he only believed in him, and begged him to save himself, while hooking him around his neck, flopping around on him like an unruly wild fox.

"...Then let's drink here today, there is no feast that never ends, let's continue to gather when we have the chance."

Chen Mohai used that annoying official voice to draw Zhong Ye back to reality from Wuwang's memory. He was indeed a little dizzy. With Jiang Yuluo's silent support, he paid the money and waited for him When I realized it, I had already walked to the side of the main road with my colleagues.

After the show ended, the crowd was in twos and threes, those who were looking for a substitute driver were looking for a substitute driver, and those who ordered a taxi called a taxi. Chen Mohai naturally stood with the two of them, and seemed to have a good chat with them.

"Xiao Jiang, this is my call. You have to think about what I just said."

Chen Mohai knew that Jiang Yuluo was not used to the smell of cigarettes, so he deliberately put out the cigarette butt before speaking, and put the business card directly into Jiang Yuluo's pocket.

"There's no need for him to think about it."

Zhong Ye was sharp at this time, and quickly reached out to cut off the beard, and took out the card from Jiang Yuluo's pocket and confiscated it.

"Mr. Zhong, isn't it appropriate for you?"

The smile on Chen Mohai's face froze, and Zhong Ye directly intercepted his repeated good intentions, even though he was well-bred, he pulled his face down a little.

"Both of you drank too much,"

Jiang Yuluo opened his mouth in time to smooth things over, "I think you two have a lot to talk about, how about I give you two a room upstairs, and you two can sober up together?"

"No."

Zhong Ye answered faster than anyone else this time. His face was cold, and the decorative buttons on his suit and leather shoes and tie were still neat and elegant. Except for Jiang Yuluo, no one could tell that his short words were making trouble. temper.

"How about this,"

Chen Mohai looked around, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pursed his lips and made a suggestion, "Xiao Jiang, you like to drink Coconut Island soda, if I break the record of that shooting machine and get the prize, you will sell my face and give it to me. Accept the business card, how about it?"

Jiang Yuluo followed his line of sight, and saw a few shooting game machines at the entrance of the subway station not far away, with colorful lights flickering.

And the Coconut Island Soda in the automatic freezer on the side is the prize that can be obtained for breaking the record.

"You like to drink that yellow liquid?"

Zhong Ye curled his lips, as if a little disgusted.

"I do not……"

Jiang Yuluo wanted to refute, can these two big men who look like elementary school chickens when they are drunk stop making a fuss on the curb?

"Brother Jiang likes to drink that! I saw him wholesale a lot of boxes in his infirmary before!"

The talkative Di Xuetang naturally wouldn't let go of the excitement, and brought a group of Yingying and Yanyan together, "Boss Zhong and Brother Mo Hai are going to have a shooting competition?"

Jiang Yuluo cursed secretly, and quietly pulled Zhong Ye's cuffs, trying to stop him, but Zhong Ye unbuttoned the cuff buttons, wiped his sleeves, walked up to Chen Mohai, looked down at him, and nodded, as a challenge.

Amidst the booing of the crowd, Chen Mohai took off his jacket to vote first, and the full-time female secretary dutifully took out two steel coins from the bag to help him cast good coins. Amid the exaggerated cheers, Chen Mohai casually grabbed a ball and hit the basket right in the middle.

"I'm not going to ask how you're doing,"

Jiang Yuluo had no interest in Chen Mohai's shooting. He and Zhong Ye stood at the outermost edge of the crowd, "Just tell me if you've ever touched basketball before?"

"This is the first time I've seen you."

Zhong Ye was very frank, and at the same time stared at Chen Mohai's movements intently.

"Then you are going to lose your adult tonight."

Jiang Yuluo had an expected expression, but there was no sympathy in his tone. Instead, there was a bit of sarcasm, as if he was telling you, a psychopath, to agree to Chen Mohai's childish request.

"Will not."

Over there, Chen Mohai's countdown went to zero, just one goal away from breaking the record. Zhong Ye took off his coat and covered Jiang Yuluo's head, and walked towards the basketball machine confidently.

"It is said in the book that satisfying the material needs of a wife is the first step to be a qualified husband."