my lover is not human

In the afternoon of the next day, Poxiangjian reopened after being closed for a month. Yun Zhe returned to his post, and was shocked to see that rascally man following the boss behind him like a rascal!

"Is that really the Underworld Emperor?"

Yan Yi sat in front of the stage flipping through the book, and said lightly, "En."

Yun Zhe: "..."

Subvert the three views.

Yesterday, since the boss brought the man out of the tunnel, within a short time, the tunnel collapsed, the ice wall shattered, and he escaped from the abyss in a panic. Only then did he know that the abyss they went to was the broken incense stick. end of the corridor.

Yun Zhe had never been to that place before, and only knew that it was the place where the boss stayed the longest.

But he didn't expect that the person inside would be the Underworld Emperor who commanded the underworld and the outer six heavens and six gods.

No matter how you look at it, it's unreliable!

"He was suppressed by the Emperor of Heaven and slept in a broken incense stick for thousands of years, but the underworld was not controlled by the heaven because of his disappearance. Why do you think this is?"

Yun Zhe: "Because he won the hearts of the people?"

Yan Yi shook her head: "Because of the underworld, it's the same with him or without him."

"..."

It is indeed unreliable!

Speaking of which, Po Xiangjian spans the three realms, and it is the most convenient transit point for the three realms of humans, monsters and gods, but most of them are puppet servants who manage the inn, and the boss Shenlong can't see the end. It's the same here without him.

The so-called not a family, not into a family?

Looking at the two figures who disappeared into the corridor like a conjoined person, Yun Zhe sighed and looked away. The person in front of the stage was still holding the book and hadn't moved since the morning. Suddenly, his eyes met, and he smiled slightly. Dazed, puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Yan Yi shook his head, stared back at the book, and when the person turned to get the wine, he looked up again, looking at the busy figure of the person, thoughtful.

In the evening, Yunzhe finished his day's work, returned to his room, took a shower, and turned to bed.

There is a job he likes in a place he is familiar with, and this is the place that suits him. If he has any nostalgia in another world, it is only the time spent with someone day and night. After returning to the broken incense stick, it is like returning to the Before leaving here, thinking of the man holding the book and reading all day, he felt inexplicably lost. He looked at the half-closed door but no one opened it. He raised his hand, and the door was locked.

He took the book with the same title "Marrying the Crown Princess" by the bedside, and he flipped through a few chapters yesterday. The content was no longer what he had read before, but the plot was the one he was most familiar with.

How shameful it is to close the door in the middle of the night and peek at a romance novel in which you are the protagonist!

He just wanted to see how the people he knew ended up in the end!

If he comforted himself, he leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, and began to flip through to the place where the bookmark was held with peace of mind.

The story begins when he wakes up and ends when the prince ascends the throne. The rest of the story is no longer related to them, but it is also as Yan Yi expected. Emperor Xu passed away, Concubine Yu was buried, Prince Qin's Mansion still exists, but Yan Yue no longer thinks about the throne, and is in harmony with Yun Jiexiu and his wife.

In the original book, Yan Yue was originally the male second, and he fell in love with the heroine, but it was a mistake. Maybe in the follow-up story, this country will fall back into the hands of Yan Yue and the heroine.

After sighing at the final ending, Yun Zhe looked at it from the beginning, and the familiar scenes emerged in front of his eyes along with the description in the text, seeing the same scene in different moods, and the inexplicable misunderstandings before, can actually be understood after careful thinking.

He suddenly put down the book and looked at the manjusawa flower on the back of his hand. After returning from the world in the book, Yan Yi never wore a mask again, and the coquettish manjusawa flower at the end of his eyes never appeared again. Appear.

If the flower on the back of his hand is the one that once grew at the end of that person's eyes, would the flower that Yan Yi painted on the back of his hand have any special meaning?

He stared at the delicate petals in a daze, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

"What do you think?"

The pinna of the ear itched slightly, and the cold breath sprayed on the side of the ear, Yun Zhe was startled all over, but his instinctive reaction was to quickly close the book.

"How did you come?"

He tried his best to speak calmly, but he couldn't help clenching his hand on the book cover.

Yan Yi took it for granted, "You and I are husband and wife, why can't I come?"

Yun Zhebai glanced at him, then at the still closed door, guessing that this person had actually come a long time ago, so he didn't hide it at all, and generously took the book and threw it on the bedside table.

The large movement exposed the entire flower on her wrist, Yan Yi's eyes darkened slightly, and she subconsciously held the shaking hand.

The bright red petals are inverted lanceolate, twirling around the base of the finger, like a wedding ring in the human world, as if sensing someone's touch, the flower quilt swayed and moved to the place where the fingertip touched.

The blood-colored silk thread floated on his hand, with a slightly cool touch, which was completely different from the hot touch when he was alive.

Seeing someone playing with the flower with his fingers, Yunzhe's head was covered with black threads, his fingertips were slightly tight, and he couldn't break free from being tightly clasped.

Yan Yi took his hand to her lips, kissed him reverently, and said with a low smile, "I thought this flower would wither."

Yun Zhe was taken aback, "Why?"

The four eyes met, the reddish light flickered in his pair of phoenix eyes, he suddenly lowered his head and said: "If you hate me so much, the flowers will wither."

"..."

Staring condescendingly, Yun Zhe's heart trembled slightly, and then his face darkened slightly.

It turns out that this is not a flower of love at all, it was just drawn by this person to test him!

He curled his lips, and was about to push the person away. The outstretched hand was grabbed by the person, and was tied behind the head by the ribbon.

Yun Zhe was startled: "What are you doing?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of Yan Yi's mouth, and his hands kept moving: "Manzhushahua symbolizes death. For ordinary people, it is the separation between life and death, but for me, it is absolute control. I thought you didn't love me. I once thought that even if I killed you, I would never let you go again, but I didn't expect that you misunderstood me for empathy."

He smiled with deep meaning, Yun Zhe forgot to struggle for a moment, suddenly a copper ring appeared on the top of his head out of thin air, watching the man tie the ribbon that bound his hands to the copper ring, the whole person turned over and realized What was he going to do, Yun Zhe hurriedly curled his legs, and complained: "When did I misunderstand you?"

Yan Yi chuckled: "Didn't you read that book?"

Earlobe hurt, Yun Zhe tilted his head to avoid it, happened to see the book he threw on the bedside table, suddenly remembered the detailed psychological description of him in that book, and suddenly said: "You read it during the day..."

"It's also this one." Yan Yi said honestly.

Yun Zhe's fair face flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye, with black lines all over his head: "Who wrote this book?"

Yan Yi smiled lightly and began to unbutton his pajamas one by one.

"You're flirting with people and you blame me for misunderstanding! Who wrote a messy book! It's just... um..."

Yun Zhe lifted his foot and kicked him, but he didn't get kicked, but his ankle was held, his legs were bent and folded down, and the lips that came up suddenly made him swallow the words he hadn't finished speaking.

Yan Yi let go of him: "Even if it was a misunderstanding, how would I know if you didn't tell me?"

This person always keeps his words in his heart, his face is indifferent, he doesn't care about anything, which makes him worry about gains and losses, and makes him hesitate.

"I have never fallen in love with anyone other than you, and I will never abandon you in the future. If I could fall in love with others, why would I be alone for tens of thousands of years?"

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Yun Zhe was very moved. Seeing him bow his head, he opened his mouth to meet his kiss. After the long kiss was over, the fire was ignited, and Yun Zhe begged impatiently: "Can you let me go."

Yan Yi lowered her head and gnawed at his neck: "I can't."

"..."

"This is the price you pay for misunderstanding me."

"..."

With his hands bound, Yun Zhe raised his head to pant for breath, and had nowhere to vent, so he could only tighten the only copper ring that his hands could touch, and was forced to endure round after round of "punishment" from someone.

His Highness the Ghost King's excessive demands doomed the receptionist to not be able to go to work on time the next day, and he woke up tired from his dream. Three big characters "Ghost upper body".

Yun Zhe rested his pillow on his abdomen, supported his body to get up, saw the content on it clearly, his face darkened, and he raised his hand to knock down the book.

This man was actually looking at their little Huang.arts!

Yan Yi was not annoyed either, she put her arms around him and said, "Are you awake?"

Yun Zhe glared at him, and because he had no collar to hold on to, he threw himself on him directly: "Tell me, did you write that book!"

This little yellow.What the article describes is what happened to them last night. It is impossible for others to write about what only two people know!

It was rare to see him look fierce, Yan Yi smiled and said: "If I knew you had me in your heart, why would I send you into that book."

Yun Zhe: "..."

"It's just converted into words based on the stories of the two of them."

It is said that bystanders are clear, and when you look at the stories of two people as an outsider, you can find many different things.

Seeing that he was skeptical, Yan Yi leaned close to his ear and said ambiguously: "Last night, you seemed to enjoy it too... Mmm."

Covered by the pillow, when the pillow was pulled away, the man had turned over and quickly put on his clothes. Yan Yi said regretfully, "I prefer you to gag me with yourself."

With his back turned to him, Yun Zhe quickly dressed himself neatly, covering up the traces of ambiguity all over his body, glanced at the flowers on the back of his hand, and suddenly turned his head.

Yan Yi was staring at his back with great interest, and when he saw someone turn around, she raised her eyebrows in doubt.

Yun Zhe suddenly lowered his head, leaned closer and pressed a kiss on his lips, then got up and quickly left the room.

The person who was stunned on the bed paused for a long while before raising his hand to caress the place where there was still warmth, and slowly pursed his lips. After the person left, a few white roots gradually emerged on the back of his raised hand.

The roots are still there, and the flowers will regenerate when they die.

Perhaps, even if there is no root, this flower will not wither again!

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