How to catch a demon god? !

Qiao Pingyang looks like a beast in clothes today. The retro three-piece suit on his body is a high-end suit that Ling Fengmian asked someone to tailor for him. When he got it, he rolled his eyes when he saw the brand. It's really a capitalized trench.The traditional virtue of receiving reward for no merit does not exist in Qiao Pingyang's dictionary. Since he wanted to give it away, he dared to accept it.On the thumb is still the fox's spirit stone that acts as a sapphire.As the weather turned colder, he gave up his tie and tied a restrained and elegant scarf inside his shirt. The overall look was a little less serious and more elegant.

He received a call from Qiao Qianyu. Tonight is the celebration party for the new literary awards jointly organized by the major editorial departments. Although the niece missed the award and was only nominated, she still has to attend the party as a newcomer. Uncle participated as her male companion.Qiao Pingyang naturally agreed.

"Uncle, the suit is so tasteful, did it come from Mr. Ling?" Qiao Qianyu teased him.

Qiao Pingyang made an extremely disgusted expression, and gracefully raised his hand to cover his mouth, "Xiao Yu'er, why do you call him Mr. Ling? I want to be disgusting, uncle, I'm going to spit out the dinner overnight, vomit..."

"Pay attention to your image in public! By the way, have you settled the commission for the Snake Binding Curse last time?"

"It's free. Xiao Jing is so cute and it's worth it to sleep with me twice." Qiao Pingyang salivates when he thinks of Gu Jing's shy expression and juicy skin.

Qiao Qianyu: "=_=... Uncle, calm down and listen to me. The thing is like this, I have already told him that you have a boyfriend and are living together, I don't think he will sleep with you..."

Qiao Pingyang: "..." wtf?He covered his face in pain, oh my god, this niece is more than a failure!Then he spoke righteously, "Since when did I have a boyfriend? Ling Fengmian is a white fox I caught as a pet, Xiao Yuer, you misunderstood."

Qiao Qianyu looked in disbelief, "It's the Nine Tribulations White Fox! Maybe it's the only demon god in the world. You keep him as a pet? His head shell is broken! It's almost as good as keeping you as a pet."

Qiao Pingyang wept, "Why are you turning your elbows out?"

"Besides, isn't he one of the directors of the Lin Xun chaebol? His assets are immeasurable, uncle, son-in-law! Seize the opportunity!"

Qiao Pingyang looked solemn, pretending that he hadn't heard anything just now, and changed the subject, "Xiao Yu'er, who won the prize this time? Can you be compared?"

"You haven't even read a few words I wrote, so don't pretend to understand it." Qiao Qianyu said after spurning, "It's Teacher Mengmeng. The new generation of beautiful writers, the one who specializes in ancient romances, now It is very popular, and the published work has been reprinted three times, it seems that this time it will be made into a TV series."

"Ancient romance? The audience is all girls."

"No, no, uncle, you are gay, you don't understand. On the contrary, there are more male Mi Fensi in the teacher Mengmeng. Most of the Mi Fensi who attended the autograph handshake meeting held last time were men. The title of beautiful writer is not called casually." Yes. Well—let's see...ah, there it is! It's the one standing near the champagne tower surrounded by many men."

Qiao Pingyang looked towards the champagne tower. The woman surrounded by three or five men had a standard oval face, only a palm-sized face with small, exquisite and delicate features. She was wearing a tight-fitting red tube top mermaid dress, with slightly curly maroon curly hair. On the shoulders, it is feminine and beautiful without being aggressive.It is completely in line with the universal aesthetics of straight men, so it is not difficult to understand why there are so many males.Well, in comparison, my niece is beautiful, and her temperament is too iceberg-"Xiaoyuer, you are in your early twenties and haven't been in a relationship yet, learn from others."

"I just follow the high-cold route, you're too strict. I'll go to the bathroom." Turning her head, Qiao Qianyu left with her high heels on.

Qiao Pingyang drank the champagne in his hand boredly, and was about to take another glass from the waiter's tray, when the faint aroma came to his nostrils.The first pair of gold and silver fabric high-heeled shoes that came into view shone like tiny crystal slippers under the indoor light.Looking up, a red fish stood gracefully in front of him, holding a glass of rice-colored sparkling wine in each hand, and handed him a glass with a smile.

Qiao Pingyang took the wine, "Teacher Meng Meng?"

"My name is Bai Meng, and Meng Meng is a pseudonym. Are you a friend of Teacher Xiao Qiao? Nice to meet you." The other party said, and offered Rou Yi to shake Qiao Pingyang.

"Qiao Pingyang. I'm her uncle."

Bai Meng clinked glasses with him, took a sip of the sparkling wine, and smiled sincerely, "The whole family is so beautiful, Teacher Xiao Qiao has really good genes. I have always liked Teacher Xiao Qiao's works, this time I won the prize It's just luck. Does Mr. Qiao usually like to read books?"

"Don't look at me as gentle, but in fact, I don't read books at all."

Hearing this, Bai Meng covered her mouth and laughed softly, looking at Qiao Pingyang with admiration, "Mr. Qiao really knows how to joke. There are still a few rare editions of my award-winning work this time in the editorial department." , if you don’t mind, I’ll send a copy to Mr. Qiao. It’s a meeting gift.”

Naturally, Qiao Pingyang couldn't refuse this kindness, so he exchanged contact information and address (he gave Ling Fengmian's home address casually), and after exchanging a few pleasantries, Bai Meng was dragged away by the editorial department to greet other people.

Qiao Qianyu came out of the bathroom and asked curiously, "Uncle, what did Teacher Mengmeng tell you?"

"Say she likes your work very much, and she will send me the rare edition of the first edition."

"... What is the causal relationship between liking my work and sending you a rare copy?"

Qiao Pingyang said, "Maybe I'm too attractive."

Qiao Qianyu stuck out her tongue twice and ignored him.

Within a few days, Qiao Pingyang received the courier for the first time at Ling Fengmian's house.The courier seemed to be delivering to this address for the first time, and he was a little timid. He checked the address several times before he dared to send it.

After signing, I randomly found a pair of scissors in the kitchen and took them apart.Ling Fengmian happened to be at home, and silently followed him to the kitchen to watch him cook.There is a hardcover book in the box, the author is Meng Meng.There is also a small card inlaid with lace, with a letter: I hope you like it.It was a pleasure to meet.Signed white lemon.

Ling Fengmian picked up the card and sniffed it, the strong smell of perfume made his throat uncomfortable, "Don't bring this kind of thing home, it's bad for the sense of smell."

"Normal social needs." Besides, I'm not a dog, and you are the only dog ​​in my family.Qiao Pingyang complained in his heart, picked up the book and flipped through it quickly, feeling that he would fall asleep after reading two pages seriously, it's better not to read it.He slipped the card into the book, threw the book on the coffee table in the living room and it was over.

"It's a pleasure to meet. That woman has taken a fancy to you." Ling Fengmian sat down beside Qiao Pingyang, and the old god was reading today's international and domestic headlines on a tablet.

"I don't like her." Qiao Pingyang leaned over and glanced at the tablet, "Are you an old man? The fact that Lord Demon God cares so much about the human world is frightening. Why didn't Turtledove come to pick you up today?"

Ling Fengmian: "I don't have any plans today, I'll stay with you at home."

Who wants you to accompany.

The words came to his lips and then swallowed back into his stomach. I don't know why Qiao Qianyu's words "Sister in law!" kept circling in Qiao Pingyang's head and refused to let go for a long time.Comrade Qiao Pingyang, a representative of money worship who believes in "money is life", probably was blinded by money this time, and even felt that what his niece said was very reasonable.Foxes are so rich, why not sacrifice their own appearance. A 30-year-old man has never experienced anything, and there is no technical difficulty at all.Besides, he doesn't dislike foxes, just that face is so handsome that both people and gods are angry, and he doesn't suffer at all.Get along well, maybe not too bad.

So he decided to pat his hair down, "Xiao Yuer praised that suit for its taste."

"Well. You can do as you like."

"Then what are we going to do?"

"You can do whatever you want."

"..." Qiao Pingyang felt that it was meaningless to continue the conversation, "Let me cook. What will Turtle Dove prepare for you every day?"

Ling Fengmian looked away from the pad in surprise, "You know how to cook?"

"Of course. Don't underestimate a man who has lived alone for many years and has children." He was talking nonsense, but he could only cook noodles.Qiao Qianyu used to eat noodles so much that she wanted to vomit, the last time Xie Chen asked Qiao Qianyu to help him take care of the lynx was because he couldn't cook at all. "The turtledove must be preparing a full banquet for the emperor. The burden on the stomach is too great. Today I will cook the noodles and eat lightly. Just wait."

He is very experienced in cooking noodles. After boiling the water, the bottom is cooked, take it up, pour in soy sauce and sesame oil, mix it, and you're done.

Don't ask why it is noodles, because he can't make toppings...

"Qiang Qiang—" Qiao Pingyang, who appeared in the living room 10 minutes later with two bowls of noodles, handed his favorite dish to Ling Fengmian, "Try it."

Ling Fengmian: "..." At this level, I dare to say that I can cook, it's really big.He took it in silence, and it turned out that it was not the chopsticks but the fork, so did you let him eat it like spaghetti?However, when Qiao Pingyang was thinking about how to eat, he had already started sucking with a fork. Seeing him eating noodles, he found it a bit funny and cute. What is going on with this human being?After taking two mouthfuls of noodles with a fork, he boasted not against his will, "The taste is better than the presentation. I'll make dinner."

"Cough... cough cough!" Leng Buding was scared by the fox and choked on his face, Qiao Pingyang was coughing like hell, Ling Fengmian patted him on the back sympathetically.

After finally slowing down and taking a few deep breaths, Qiao Pingyang was shocked, "You know how to cook?!"

"Don't underestimate a man who has lived alone for hundreds of years. It's just that I don't have time to do it, so I let Turtle Dove take care of it." Ling Fengmian continued what Qiao Pingyang said just now without changing his face, "Compared to you, it is probably at the level of one Michelin star. Look forward to it."

Qiao Pingyang couldn't close his jaw in shock.This is different from the agreed-upon emperor character set!