Anecdotes about me and the civil servants of Hades

"Okay." Yuan Boxue stuffed the dumpling wrapper into his palm involuntarily, not understanding why this clumsy god was so awkward.

"Spread it, don't move." He reminded to dig out a spoonful of minced meat and pile it in, and stuffed another shrimp. "Don't pinch it yet."

Cang Ming's slender and beautiful hands dragged the stuffing and didn't dare to move it. This way of putting the stuffing is much better than directly buckling a piece with his hands, at least it's clean.Just when he was thinking this way, Yuan Boxue held his hand from the bottom of his palm and reminded: "Don't force yourself, I will take you to wrap one." After he finished speaking, Cang Ming stared at his hand. , the fingertips trembled even more.

Yuan Boxue frowned and raised his eyebrows to look at this simple god.Why don't you just make dumplings? I've never seen him so nervous when he shouted that he was going to destroy the world. "take it easy."

His five fingers led Cangming Xuebai's fingers to move inward slowly, and after pinching the edge, Yuan Boxue was slightly surprised that Cangming's hands were not as cold and hard as imagined, and even a little warm.

A dumpling is ready.Yuan Boxue let go of his hand, although it was a bit ugly, it was much better than that pile of lumps.

Cang Ming looked at the flour-stained palm holding the first perfect dumpling tonight, and the warmth of that humble god praying teacher still remained on his hand.Frowning, he glanced at Yuan Boxue who continued to make dumplings as if nothing had happened—why is this feeling so strange?

During the New Year's Eve dinner, Jiang Yu kept his word and forced Cang Ming to eat the two big bowls of dumplings, which he didn't know what they were, and kindly added spicy oil and vinegar to them.

"I won't eat it." Cang Ming couldn't believe that this thing could enter his golden mouth. "If I thought about it, all the immortals rushed to offer tribute to me, why would I eat this kind of thing." He didn't remember at all that "this kind of thing" was the product of his busy tonight.

"No." Jiang Yu took away the plate of chopped duck in front of him, pushed the two big bowls of unknown objects in front of him, and threatened, "I'll let Bai Yao beat you up if you can't finish eating." He still hated Cang Ming for that The incident that smashed Jiang Xiangqi in Japan is waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

Cang Ming: "..." The Li Xia who loved and cared for him back then seemed to be dead.

Yuan Boxue sat next to Cangming, seeing him reluctantly picked up a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, his pretty eyebrows frowned even deeper.Cang Ming was born like a star, and it was the first time since he was born that he was bullied like this and he couldn't resist.

Yuan Boxue laughed and shook his head, this god is really cute.

Yuan Boxue stretched his chopsticks into Cang Ming's bowl, picked up one by one, stuffed them into his mouth and ate them, and then picked up another one.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Yuan Boxue laughed under Cangming's vigilant gaze: "It's New Year's Eve, so why don't you let yourself eat gnocchi?"

"Hehe~" Jiang Yu bit his chopsticks and smiled with unknown meaning. "Student Xiaoyuan, who has always had nothing to do with himself, will now meddle in other people's business."

Yuan Boxue said calmly: "Now you have Bai Fengxiao protecting you, he has nothing, it's so pitiful."

Cang Ming retracted his fingertips, held the bowl and sneered: "Humble god praying to the teacher, I am the god of the common people, who do you say has nothing?"

Yuan Boxue stuffed the last piece of the bowl into his mouth, and poured cold water on him mercilessly: "The current god of the common people is Bai Fengxiao, and the master of one hundred thousand ghosts in the underworld is also Bai Fengxiao." Then he glanced at Jiang Yu. "These two share power, your Li Xia still has a companion, and you have nothing left."

"Want to fight?" Cang Ming asked him coldly, raising the corners of his scarlet lips.

Yuan Boxue laughed, raised his index finger and thumb slightly bent, and flicked it gently on his smooth forehead, mockingly: "You are defeated."

"You—" Cang Ming gritted his teeth resentfully, the place on his forehead that was touched by him became more and more clear to the touch.

That feeling came again, why is it so strange.

Jiang Yu sees through it without saying anything, and picks up a piece of sausage for Cang Ming. "Eat well, you."

Bai Yao poured out the sobered red wine over there, and the four of them clinked glasses outside the window amidst the cold and snowy lights of Wanjia and the sound of firecrackers.

Cangming is worthy of being the god of war, an active fighter, since fighting is not good enough, he changed to fight for wine, Yuan Boxue, a god who has been indifferent for many years, is willing to play with this simple god on this special day, so the two When Bai Yao opened the second bottle, he passed out drunk on the dining table.

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows.That's it?Still fighting for wine, these two people can get drunk with a drink of fruit beer, right?

"Damn it—" Cang Ming just opened his eyes on the first day of the Lunar New Year when he was greeted with the biggest shock in tens of thousands of years. He stepped back in panic and bumped his back against the head of the bed, staring straight at Yuan who was sleeping next to him. Boxer.

The man was not wearing any clothes. He lowered his head and realized that he was not wearing anything either. Unidentified marks on his chest and waist disrupted the originally tight and smooth lines. He rubbed his fingers dully twice, but it didn't go away.what happened?He stared blankly ahead, his mind went blank, and he couldn't think of anything.

Yuan Boxue frowned, slowly opened his eyes and got up, his long black hair fell down his shoulders, and asked sleepily, "What's the fuss?"

Cang Ming stared at him, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn a hole in him.

Yuan Boxue woke up instantly, his eyes widened when he saw the posture of the two confronting each other.

"Bai Fengxiao!"

"summer!"

Two screams sounded at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Bai Yao opened the door, wearing slippers and holding a cup of steaming coffee in his hand. Seeing that both of them were still undressed, he consciously didn't go in, leaning against the door frame and said, "Don't make noise, Xiaoyu is still sleeping. .” He held the cup with an unknown smile on his lips. "Why, after tossing around half the night last night, I still have so much confidence this morning."

Yuan Boxue: "..." He understands these things better than Cang Ming. When the god was still stunned in shock, he picked up the clothes beside the bed and put them on his body, and pulled Bai Yao out of the room: " You come with me."

The morning light shone through the row upon row of tall buildings, and the bright golden color cast on the brows. The two stood on the balcony, and Yuan Boxue deeply pinched the space between his brows twice. The light and shadow stretched his body tenaciously and decisively.

"What the hell is going on?"

Bai Yao was lying on the fence, drinking coffee comfortably, watching a group of children running downstairs, and asked, "What do you hope is going on?"

Yuan Boxue was more irritable than ever. "I don't know." He didn't know why he didn't answer "I hope there is nothing" but "I don't know"

"Bo Xue." Bai Yao turned around. "Don't you think Cang Ming is cute?"

"You hate the gods in the world who are stained with human selfishness, calculation, filth, and are born for themselves, but Cang Ming has never been involved in the battles of gods and has never taken on any heavy responsibilities. He still retains the most primitive nature of gods. Innocence and purity, these things don’t even have Xiaoyu. He is the god you want most, isn’t he?”

Bai Yao took another sip of the strong coffee, narrowed his eyes and thought about it. "Cang Ming has relied on Li Xia for thousands of years, but in fact we all know that the Li Xia he relied on no longer exists." Jiang Yu is Jiang Yu, although he has Li Xia's memory, he will never be Li Xia. "As you say, he has nothing now."

Yuan Boxue's heart suddenly trembled for no reason, and the fingertips hanging by his side were a little numb, and he suddenly remembered the hands he held when he was making dumplings last night. Those hands were actually smooth and soft.

"Actually, nothing happened to you last night." Seeing his heavy face, Bai Yao stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. "I helped you take off your clothes. You can tell Cang Ming about this. However, if you want, you can make mistakes."

Yuan Boxue glanced at him coldly, pushed away the hands on his shoulders and returned to the room wearing a big shirt. Cang Ming was still sitting on the bed with the quilt in his arms. He is a god who has stood proudly in the world for thousands of years, and never thought that this would happen. In this kind of thing, after being frightened and angry, there is only a blank space left.

He turned his face sideways, quietly watching the morning sun cast in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the golden light was as clear and clear as his eyes.

When Yuan Boxue came in, he was caught off guard and stopped when he saw this scene—the light of the morning sun was reflected in Cang Ming's clean eyes, and his eyelashes were also dipped into light gold.

"Cangming." Yuan Boxue suddenly felt that what Bai Fengxiao said was right—he was not only the god he wanted most, but also the partner he wanted most.

He took a deep breath and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.

The anger in Cang Ming's eyes burned again, and he squeezed the corners of his eyes to stare at him.

Yuan Boxue went in, and in the tense atmosphere, raised his hand to hold the back of his hand, which was pressed on the bed with bulging veins. "I said yesterday that you have nothing." He raised his head, stretched out his hand to caress Cang Ming's cheek, and brushed away the soft and messy curly hair with his thumb. "From now on, I only worship you as a god, are you willing to let me be your only possession?"

Cang Ming didn't know, so he raised his eyebrows. "What did you say...?"

Before he finished speaking, he was pressed down on the bed by Yuan Boxue and kissed him deeply.

Cang Ming's eyes widened in shock, this is the second time this morning, does this humble human being want to die?The five fingers instantly grasped into a phantom of dragon claws, Yuan Boxue grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, Cang Ming felt the sound of his heart beating below.This person's lips are soft, and the tip of his tongue is very hot. Those seductive sucking made his whole body gradually warm up.

This feeling is really strange, Cang Ming closed his eyes, and while panting, the phantom of the dragon claws gradually turned into little golden glows that dissipated on the chests of the two of them, he succumbed to the control of the hand that slipped into his waist, and acquiesced to his blasphemy .

Jiang Yu nestled on the bed, listening to the intermittent voice with Zhileng's ears, the corners of his lips became wider and wider.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yao pressed over and bit his ear in the listening corner. "Didn't you eat enough last night?"