Granny Meng gave her a bowl of soup

With a bang, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Ms. Song swiftly clasped the bowl, and directly gave Mr. Xu a whole body of honey water mask, from hair to face to hands, without missing a single thing.

Soggy and slimy, that was wonderful.

Mr. Xu was silent for a long time, her eyelashes fluttered, the air was filled with the sweet smell of honey, and the black evil spirit spread around Mr. Xu, she raised her eyes and looked at Song Wanyue indifferently, "Hello, Ms. Song skill."

This unsalty praise was accompanied by a chill, and the cold Song Wanyue shivered all over, she was still alert: "Who are you?"

Where is her Mingyu?

Xu Ruying looked at her expressionlessly.

Thinking of her identity and status, in the underworld, even the king of the Ten Temples of Hades would give her three points of courtesy, and a big ghost like black and white impermanence would not dare to contradict her, but she was kicked out by this gentle and gentle woman in front of her. up.

Now she is so angry that she has collapsed, but she still has to maintain a calm and composed face.

"What about her?"

The vigilance in Song Wanyue's eyes did not let go, and even small hands poked out from behind, not knowing what weapon to use.

Mr. Xu snorted coldly: "Her?"

Her eyes chased Song Wanyue's hand, and her voice carried a warning: "If you dare to make small moves again, don't even think about her coming back."

In a word, it was like an imperial decree from heaven. Song Wanyue immediately stood up straight, and put down her little hands. She stared at Mr. Xu in front of her for a long time, thinking, she looked better than the bureaucratic burden of black and white. It's even more serious, Song Wanyue understood a little bit, and immediately smiled: "You are Mr. Xu."

Mr. Xu: ...

Song Wanyue bent slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was a complete misunderstanding just now."

Mr. Xu: ...

I didn't feel sorry for her at all.

Song Wanyue looked at her in a mess, and said guiltily: "You...it's not appropriate to wipe it with a cloth, why don't you go to the bathroom and take a shower?"

Xu Ruying looked at her indifferently with a pair of eyes, now she knows how to fix it?If this was in ancient times, she would personally boil buckets of water for her, and serve her humbly. According to her specifications, she must bathe in the rose petals picked in the morning and still have dew, otherwise, the water in the world She doesn't like it.

Song Wanyue thought about it, she bent down, opened the drawer, and took out a bunch of keys from it: "This is the key to your room, do you want to go back?"

Xu Ruying: ...

What's the meaning?

Song Wanyue maintained a polite smile all the time, and looked at Xu Ruying sincerely, making no one find fault at all.

Naturally, she would not leave her here to take a bath.

This is her home, Zhang Hui didn't wash the bathroom in her home before, let alone her as an outsider.

Mr. Xu could clearly feel the repulsion in Ms. Song's heart. She smiled coldly and shook her arms slightly. In an instant, the liquid sticking to her body evaporated like water vapor, leaving only a faint scent of honey in the air. .

In order to frighten Ms. Song, Mr. Xu even shook his skirt on purpose, and by the way, stared at her with her blood-red eyes.

Such a pair of eyes is enough to make all living beings in the world terrified.

She just wants to teach her a lesson, let her know what it means to be afraid, and how dare she plot against the messenger of the underworld.

Song Wanyue looked at all these eyes, and she looked at Mr. Xu's tugging expression, put one hand to her mouth, and exclaimed: "It's amazing!"

After thinking about it, she felt that it was not enough, and immediately gave a stronger reaction, covering her mouth with her hand: "It's terrible!"

Mr. Xu: ...

10 minute later.

Mr. Xu sat on the sofa in the living room, and Song Wanyue cut watermelon for her in the kitchen. Maybe it was really a woman's sensitive sixth sense. In the past, when she was chatting with Qin Xiao, she had consciously asked her about it. What would you like to eat, Qin Xiao thought for a long time, and said: "Sweet".Because the underworld is too bitter, they will eat some sweets when they come to the world occasionally.For food and ghosts, it is just a kind of comfort, they will not talk about their appetite like people.

Mr. Xu looked around the house. On the wall, there was a brilliant group photo of Song Wanyue and Xiao Mingyu. She smiled so gently, and she looked much younger than now. The most important thing is that Song Wanyue at that time was obviously not as "scheming" as she is now. , to be more innocent.

"Please eat."

Song Wanyue brought the watermelon over, she put it on the coffee table, and she sat down meekly on the other side of the sofa, her legs crossed together, her hands on her thighs, her upper body straightened, She looks like a good girl.

Mr. Xu snorted coldly: "Stop pretending."

Does she not know what she is like?

Song Wanyue was startled, then smiled: "Okay."

She breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back, stared lazily with her legs, and an old grandma was paralyzed.

Mr. Xu: ...

I don't know what happened.

In front of Mr. Xu, Song Wanyue could vaguely guess her identity. She should have been afraid, but she couldn't feel any fear in her heart. Maybe it was because Ming Yu had used this body before?That's why she not only has no fear, but also faintly feels familiar?

The messenger of the underworld can feel the magnetic field of people.

Mr. Xu naturally felt the faint sense of closeness and familiarity in Song Wanyue's heart. She was silent for a moment, picked up a piece of watermelon, and said lightly, "It's useless to flatter you."

In mid-air, Bai Wuchang, who was secretly hiding in the air, tugged at the sleeve of Hei Wuchang who had a cold face beside him: "Ah, ah, old Hei, look, what's going on? It's a shame that Lao Xu was kicked out of the bowl. Clean her up."

Hei Wuchang still has the same iceberg face through the ages, he was silent for a while, "Ms. Song really makes people lose their temper."

isn't it...

Bai Wuchang turned his head and looked at Hei Wuchang in shock, "You were taken down too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he spit out a watermelon seed that could not be seen by human eyes in mid-air, but sharply sliced ​​through the clouds, and hit Bai Wuchang right on the head, "Oops."

Bai Wuchang exclaimed, grabbed Hei Wuchang's sleeve, looked down, and met Mr. Xu's sharp eyes.

"move."

Peeping was discovered, it's over, Lao Xu won't clean him up when he goes back, right?

"What are you looking at?"

Song Wanyue looked at Mr. Xu curiously, and followed her gaze into the air. Mr. Xu's face became condensed: "Is this what you should care about?"

How dare a human being meddle in their affairs in the underworld.

Song Wanyue was not angry when she heard this, she smiled slightly, "President Xu, this is my home."

Mr. Xu: ...

When it comes to choking skills, no one is Ms. Song's opponent.

What is Mr. Xu's identity?

She has traversed the world and the underworld for hundreds of years, and the Yin and Yang realms, who would dare not give her face?

Even when Qin Xiao saw her, he always called "Old Ancestor". The little devils in the underworld didn't dare to show their anger when they saw her.

She has long been tired of hearing it. When has she ever been contradicted like this?

Looking at Mr. Xu's questioning and unbelievable eyes, Song Wanyue pursed her lips and said cautiously: "Mr. Xu, can I ask you a question?"

Xu Ruying nodded, and said calmly, "Ask."

She wanted to see what Song Wanyue could ask her, most likely it had something to do with Xiao Mingyu, just in time, she took this opportunity to teach her a lesson and let her know the rules of heaven and earth.

Song Wanyue looked into Xu Ruying's eyes, and asked softly, "Are you a senior in the underworld?"

Mr. Xu: ...

With a mouthful of old blood stuck in her chest, Xu Ruying almost died of anger. Her gray and black eyes that had returned to normal turned bright red again, as if they were bubbling with blood.

Song Wanyue shrank her neck and understood, she guessed it right.

Now that you know you are the leader.

Her reception style immediately changed.

No wonder Song Wanyue watched ghosts order dishes, she always felt that if she could expand the relationship between ghosts, her Ming Yu might feel better after returning.

During this period of time, although Song Wanyue didn't say anything, she also secretly checked a lot of materials on the Internet, all about the underworld.

Although some things may not be credible, but when people reach a critical moment, they can only prefer to believe what they have or not to believe what they have.

Song Wanyue was afraid that her Ming Yu would be bullied by ghosts, she couldn't speak like that, so she always had to find a backer for her.

Mr. Xu first reprimanded her for using the rules to evade the rules before: "Xiao Mingyu has indeed reached a one-year agreement with Granny Meng, and your dreams are also the masters I let you be, that's right, this is you taking advantage of loopholes." Is there a reason to attack us?"

Up to now, the uproar caused by the underworld has not subsided. She and Po Meng have been summoned countless times by the ninth master and the tenth master. Although there is no question of guilt, how long has she been busy with this matter?

Song Wanyue lowered her head, with the attitude of a primary school student pleading guilty: "Well, I was wrong."

Mr. Xu let out a heavy breath. She has always praised Ms. Song for her good skills. Mr. Xu was always the witness of this matter from the beginning to the end.

She knew from the beginning that Song Wanyue recognized Xiao Mingyu not long after seeing her body, and even, maybe at the first sight, she noticed something strange.

But people are cautious, even though they know everything, they pretend to know nothing, and they are stricter than anyone else.

In the end, she used the dream to capture all the valuable information in Xiao Mingyu's mind. In this case, the agreement between Mingyu and Meng Po was naturally seen. Their underworld officials did not communicate well in advance, which led to the current situation.

Seeing that Mr. Xu was very angry, Song Wanyue even blushed slightly, she said softly, "You... will you be punished in any way?"

Her heart is ashamed.

She has always been grateful to President Xu and Po Meng.

President Xu looked at her coldly: "Are you still in the mood to care about us?"

Doesn't she care about herself?

Song Wanyue frowned, and she looked sincerely into Mr. Xu's eyes: "This matter, I was wrong from the beginning to the end, I was greedy... I just want Mingyu Wuyou."

This sentence came from the bottom of my heart, so sincere and calm that Mr. Xu was slightly taken aback, and she stared into Song Wanyue's eyes.

Song Wanyue: "How about I burn gold ingots to compensate you?"

Mr. Xu:! ! !

If it wasn't for worrying about discipline and being unable to show her appearance, she would have given Song Wanyue a slap in the face.

"President Xu, please take good care of Ming Yu in the future..."

When mentioning Xiao Mingyu, no matter when, Song Wanyue's eyes are always tender: "I am very grateful to you for giving me this opportunity to see Mingyu again. Really, Mr. Xu, I thank you and Mrs. Meng."

Song Wanyue's eyes were clear, and although the words uttered from her red lips were soft, they were full of sincerity.

Mr. Xu was so goosebumped by her appearance, she rubbed her legs and looked into her eyes: "Aren't you thinking about yourself?"

In this case, not only Mr. Xu said it, but also the people around him had said it countless times to Song Wanyue. She smiled helplessly, "I will be better when Ming Yu is better, right?"

She believes in their love.

No matter what kind of ups and downs they have to face in the future, mountains of swords and seas of fire, or the frightening [-]th floor of hell, as long as they are together, they will slowly get through it.

Song Wanyue even secretly thought that if knowing the secret was a punishment, she would be willing to bear it.

She knew that no matter where she was, Ming Yu would definitely find her and protect her.

So does she.

Her emotions are lingering, like a gentle sea squeezing Mr. Xu little by little, from shallow to deep, with an endless aura, Mr. Xu can feel it all, she looks at Song Wanyue, puts her fingers by her legs After knocking lightly, she suddenly spoke: "Song Wanyue."

The sudden seriousness made Wan Yue unconsciously become serious, she nodded and looked at Mr. Xu seriously.

Mr. Xu fixed his eyes on hers: "It's been almost a year, but you have already felt the difference in your identity, right?"

The sharpness of these words made it impossible to dodge, piercing into people's hearts like a sword, Song Wanyue was silent for a moment, she looked at Mr. Xu and nodded: "I feel it."

Those black dreams, those circling crows, and the sensitive perception again and again, as well as the intimacy with Qin Xiao that seems invisible, Song Wanyue also felt that she might not be an ordinary person, and might also have something to do with the underworld. What origin.

Mr. Xu has been watching her all the time, taking a panoramic view of all her changes, and saw Song Wanyue pursed her lips, and sincerely asked the most crucial question: "Do you have a senior official?"

Mr. Xu: ……………………………

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