Women's Throne [Unlimited]

He Li was holding the stack of talisman papers that had been opened by the host in his hand, almost torn apart in embarrassment, his eyes were wandering in all directions, but his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to draw everyone's attention away from this matter. Get out of the way.

Ok?

When He Li glanced over Xie Xinghan's face, he suddenly paused, then looked at him suspiciously, and asked.

"Mr. Xie, have I seen you somewhere?"

This sounded a bit like flirting, especially when it was said from the mouth of He Li, who had never been serious. It was even less credible.

However, after He Li said this, Fu Yuesi and Lu Qingshang straightened their faces at the same time, their eyes fell on Xie Xinghan, and then they frowned slightly and asked in unison.

"Have we all met you?"

Bai Luo:?

It's okay for He Li to ask such a question alone, but now even Lu Qingshang and Fu Yuesi asked the same question, which is a bit unbelievable.

Among Bai Luo's four senior brothers, apart from Kang Yao's flawed IQ and He Li's occasional mental twitches, Fu Yuesi and Lu Qingshang are all very rigorous and their thinking ability has been maintained at a high level for a long time.

They should have absolute confidence in their memory ability.

Bai Luo had many doubts in his mind, and Fu Yuesi and the others also had many doubts in their minds.

Because just now, Fu Yuesi re-screened all the memories in his mind, and he didn't find any information that he might have seen Xie Xinghan.

However, looking at Xie Xinghan's face, his amazing intuition kept reminding him that he had met Xie Xinghan, not only he had, but Lu Qingshang, Kang Yao and He Li had all met!

All eyes were on Xie Xinghan.

They were waiting for Xie Xinghan's reply, but at the same time they felt that this scene was a bit funny.

Inexplicable intuitions and frivolous questions that pop up all of a sudden, normal people would think that they are mentally ill.

However, Xie Xinghan lowered his eyes and pondered for a while before replying, "I've seen it."

The modal particle "bar" is very subtle.

If you have seen it, you have seen it, if you have not seen it, you have not seen it.

See you, what do you mean?

"When? Where?"

When Fu Yuesi heard this, he immediately asked.

But this time, Xie Xinghan remained silent and did not answer.

Fu Yuesi frowned even tighter, thinking of something: "Is it impossible to say?"

Xie Xinghan remained silent, Fu Yuesi didn't ask any more questions, Lu Qingshang came out in time to smooth things over, and asked gently.

"Mr. Xie, may I ask, when do you and Xiao Luo plan to hold a wedding here?"

Although Xie Xinghan and Bai Luo had already received their certificates, and maybe their wedding was also held, but these senior brothers didn't participate, so they felt extremely regrettable.

It would be perfect if Bai Luo and Xie Xinghan held a wedding here.

Hearing this, Xie Xinghan raised his eyes to look at Bai Luo.

Bai Luo: "..."

He didn't plan to have another wedding at all, did he?

But he can't say these words too directly, otherwise wouldn't that be a blow to the good intentions of the big brother?

However, why should he answer this question?

The senior brother asked Xie Xinghan, not him.

So Bai Luo resolutely chose to keep an eye on his nose, nose, nose and heart, pretending that he didn't receive Xie Xinghan's signal, and only lowered his head and raised his hand to tidy up the slightly wrinkled clothes on Baitou's body.

Seeing Bai Luo's appearance, Xie Xinghan knew that he would not get a definite answer from Bai Luo. He felt a little helpless in his heart, but his face was tight.

"If Xiao Luo wants to, she can hold another wedding at any time."

"Anytime? Can it be done now?"

When He Li heard this, he also became interested, and joined the ranks of urging the wedding.

Xie Xinghan nodded: "Well, it's fine now."

He Li: "It's not a casual wedding, it's the kind where eight sedan chairs carry our little Luo home."

Xie Xinghan: "Well, eight big sedan chairs."

Organizing a wedding is not an easy task, especially a beautiful wedding. Before the wedding, there is still a lot of preparation work to be done, and it is possible to do it immediately.

But when everyone looked at Xie Xinghan's appearance, they could be sure that this man was not talking big, nor was he joking, he was serious.

Could it be that this man is fully prepared to have a wedding with Xiao Luo anytime, anywhere?

The answer is: yes.

The senior brothers who came to such a conclusion looked at Xie Xinghan with relief in their eyes.

If this is not love, they will stand upside down and eat bran swallowing vegetables!

The senior brothers are more and more satisfied with Xie Xinghan, the brother-in-law, and the atmosphere of getting along is getting more and more harmonious. Almost everyone is full of expectations for the wedding to be held in the future, only Bai Luo sighs heavily in his heart Take a breath.

Because Bai Luo knew that his senior brothers imagined his wedding to be joyous, harmonious, grand and beautiful, but in fact, the wedding that Xie Xinghan can prepare must be...

The betrothal gift is piled up with corpses, the wedding party is made of evil spirits with claws and claws, the wedding march is the suona of the funeral, and even the night of the bridal chamber may become his body wrapped in white cloth...

This wedding, where is it used for marriage, it is clearly for killing people.

If you ask, how can the wedding night in the bridal chamber become a time when the body is shrouded in white cloth?

It's not because Xie Xinghan has never given up on Bai Luo's bridal chamber. I don't know if it is the bridal chamber of 704040 to the N+1 power or 711020 to the N+1 power. It is profitable to get it back.

"Xiao Luo, what do you think of the style of this suit? I will wear this suit on your wedding day..."

"Xiao Luo, do you think this set of colors is too dark, and this..."

Seeing that the fourth senior brother He Li was about to fall into a state of madness, Bai Luo sighed heavily in his heart, and then quickly changed the subject.

"Brother, I'm a little hungry, can I eat..."

"Huh? Now that you say that, I seem to be a little hungry too."

He Li stroked his stomach belatedly, then turned to ask Lu Qingshang.

"Brother, what are you having for dinner tonight?"

As soon as He Li finished speaking, before Lu Qingshang could reply, Fu Yuesi spoke.

"Brother, let's eat seafood tonight."

"what--"

When He Li heard this, he hugged his head and wailed: "Senior brother, did you do it on purpose? I'm allergic to seafood!"

Fu Yuesi raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and sneered: "You don't need to eat."

He Li: "Fuck, inhumane!"

In the end, there was no seafood for dinner, but a table of home-cooked dishes prepared by Lu Qingshang himself.

Although the brothers and sisters have been living under the same roof, it has been a long time since they sat around and ate together.

With bowls and chopsticks in his hand, Bai Luo couldn't help being in a trance for a moment when faced with such a situation.

It would be great if Uncle Xiao was here.

After Xiao Yinyue was taken home by them, she stayed in her room and did not come out. Lu Qingshang would deliver the food to Xiao Yinyue's door on time, and then take the plate away after a while.

But even if Xiao Yinyue came out to eat with them, he was still not Uncle Xiao.

Bai Luo also asked Lu Qingshang and Fu Yuesi about the light curtain, but the result was surprising.

Although Fu Yuesi no longer has the ability to search for molecules, he can no longer sense the light curtain as quickly and accurately as before, but with his manpower and material resources, it is not difficult to find the light curtain, but it takes more time. Just a little longer.

But what is shocking is that they found the light curtain, but they couldn't enter the light curtain.

Not only can they not get in, but other people who have entered the mirage before can't get in either.

Those who have entered the mirage must enter again at regular intervals, otherwise they will be punished.

But now that the light curtain is malfunctioning, the punishment from the mirage has not stopped.

Those who were supposed to enter the light curtain when the time came but failed to enter, all died...

It has been a long time since Bai Luo and his seniors have entered the light curtain again, and they don't know when their punishment will come.

After eating, Bai Luo returned to his room.

There are many rooms in the new home, Bai Luo did not share a room with Baitou, and Baitou has completely transformed, considering that children should be independent, Bai Luo arranged Baitou in a separate room.

As for Xie Xinghan, it would be good enough to arrange a separate room for him, what more would he want a bicycle.

"Crash-"

Steaming water continuously flowed down from the faucet, filling the entire bathroom with mist of pus.

With his head down, Bai Luo sat in the bathtub with his arms around his knees, neither watching nor listening to anything, but his mind couldn't calm down no matter what.

He didn't know that one day he would die suddenly, Uncle Xiao hadn't recovered yet, he couldn't stop thinking.

Why doesn't Baitou like Xiao Yinyue, obviously he can get along well with other people, and even take the initiative to show affection.

When and where did his senior brothers meet Xie Xinghan? Why don't the senior brothers have a clear memory?

Why does Mirage's light curtain malfunction?And what is the door of the butterfly that he once entered?

And why, Xie Xinghan seemed to know something, but refused to say anything...

More and more questions were accumulated in Bai Luo's heart like a mess, and they continued to be cut into chaos.

I don't know how long he soaked in the hot water, but Bai Luo got dizzy after soaking in the hot water until he got out of the bathtub.

"Boom--" "Boom--"

In the calm night, thunder suddenly rolled, and the pouring rain poured down from the dark night. The big tree outside the window looked like a dormant monster under the flash of lightning, which looked hideous and terrifying.

The rain was very loud.

Bai Luo frowned slightly, then walked to the window and closed the glass window tightly, thus blocking some noisy voices.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

At this time, there was a light knock on the door.

Bai Luo walked over and opened the door, only to see the little white head standing pitifully outside the door with a pillow that was almost one head taller than him, looking timid and scared.

"Dad, I'm afraid..."

Bai Luo: "..."

Afraid of thunder?Afraid of rain?Afraid of lightning?Or are you afraid that when you wake up, you will change from a two-year-old to a four- or five-year-old?

Although, the white head has tried very hard to look very scared.

But Bai Luo really didn't catch any information of fear from Baitou's eyes.

"Dad, my heart is still very fragile. If I sleep alone, I will be scared to death~"

The white head was talking nonsense in a serious manner, and he didn't know who he was following.

Bai Luo: "..."

Forget it, after all, it's a child, so it's not too much to pamper her a little bit.

Bai Luo turned sideways to make way, "Come in."

Baitou's eyes lit up immediately, and he stopped pretending to be afraid, hugged the pillow and quickly ran to the bed, then covered the quilt at the speed of light, and did not express his gratitude to Bai Luo at the end.

"Thank you dad!"

Bai Luo: "..."

Baitou's cleverness and mobility, no matter how you look at it, is not equivalent to the reaction that a two-year-old human child should have, right?

Forget it, anyway, it is a ghost baby that has existed for more than 300 years, and it is not too much to be smarter than ordinary people...

While Bai Luo was doing psychological construction for himself to adapt himself to the various abnormal behaviors of Baitou, he was preparing to close the door.

As a result, before he even moved his hands, another ghost holding a pillow appeared at the door, and it was an adult and very threatening ghost.

Bai Luo looked coldly at the man holding the pillow and confidently blocking the door of his room, and said indifferently, "What? Are you afraid too?"

Xie Xinghan's face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat, he answered confidently: "Yeah."

"So, let me come with you too..."

Before the last word "sleep" could be said, with a sound of "bang--", Bai Luo had already closed the door cold-bloodedly without leaving any room.

Xie Xinghan: "..."

Life after marriage is worrisome, and he must find a solution as soon as possible.

Do you want him to sneak into Bai Luo's room secretly or just break in?

Bai Luo will beat him to death.

"Huh? Mr. Xie, it's so late, are you still up?"

He Li, who wanted to go downstairs to pour a glass of water before going to bed, saw Xie Xinghan standing in the corridor, and asked suspiciously.

Hearing the voice, Xie Xinghan turned around to look at He Li, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he had a plan.

"Dad, can you tell me a bedtime story?"

Bai Tou covered himself under the blanket, only showing a pair of big round eyes, looking at Bai Luo expectantly.

He hadn't changed his form before, so he had many difficulties in communicating with others. Now he can speak freely, and his father-son relationship with Bai Luo has also made great progress.

So, now he has to work hard to get benefits for himself, and he has to have everything that other children have!

Now, his first goal is to get Bai Luo to tell him a bedtime story, and he also wants to fall asleep peacefully in the bedtime story his father told~

"Dad, just tell me one thing, and I will sleep well after I tell you, I promise..."

Baitou stretched out three fingers from under the quilt, and sincerely assured Bai Luo.

This was just a simple request from a child, how could Bai Luo refuse so cruelly, and it would only take a few minutes to tell a bedtime story.

He only lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then quickly searched out a bedtime story in his mind that was suitable for putting children to bed, and then adapted it slightly according to the actual situation of Baitou.

"There was a mountain, and there was a pot on the mountain, and an old monk was fried in the pot. One day, the old monk..."

Whitehead: "..."

Dad, this is not the same as the simple and beautiful bedtime story I imagined...

You can't tell me ghost stories just because I'm a ghost, QAQ.