My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Ming Yi didn't know the magic power of this bottle, he felt sleepy as soon as he entered it.

Especially Cao Xuanhe actually recited the Qingxin Sutra, which lingered around his ears like a lullaby, making Ming Yi even more sleepy.

After closing his eyes, Ming Yi fell into a dark sleep again, and woke up again, and a few more days passed.

He stood up, stretched his waist, and shouted to the top: "Boss Cao!"

No one cares about him.

"Cao Xuanhe!"

Still no one cares.

Ming Yi frowned, rubbed his fingers on his chin, suddenly a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and shouted at the mouth of the bottle.

"young married woman!"

"boom"

The bottle standing on the desk fell over.

A long and slender index finger touched it, and the bottle began to roll around. It was about to roll to the desk, but the hand stretched out to stop it. With a call back, the bottle rolled to the other side.

After several back and forth, Ming Yi retched and begged for mercy came from the bottle.

"Boss Cao, I was wrong, please don't turn around, I'm going to faint!"

Ming Yi felt that his mind was turning into a muddle, and he kept begging for mercy loudly.

Finally, the top cover was opened.

Another dizzy turn, he sat down on the ground with the Ghost Suppressing Formation still under him.

Cao Xuanhe's face was as deep as water, staring at him with deep eyes, and asked, "What did you shout just now?"

Ming Yi sat on the ground, shaking his head non-stop, until the dizziness subsided, he said: "I... I think you are ignoring me and shouting nonsense."

Cao Xuanhe glanced at him, not bothering to argue with him, and said in a cold tone, "Turn off the top."

Mingyi didn't know, so: "What to do."

Cao Xuanhe: "Open it."

Ming Yi raised his eyebrows, without being pretentious, he straightened his upper body and lifted his shirt.

Cao Xuanhe's eyes fell on his pale skin, and Ming Yi's proud voice came from next to his ear: "See my six-pack abs, are you hungry?"

Seeing Cao Xuanhe glance at him, Ming Yi continued to whisper, "My waist is healed."

A peacock spreading its tail to court a mate is nothing more than that.

Cao Xuanhe glanced at his slender waist and sneered.

Ming Yi frowned when he heard the sound, and looked down at his abdominal muscles. It was indeed six yuan. What was the reason for his mocking tone? Could it be that six yuan was too little?

Cao Xuanhe picked up a stick of incense and asked him, "Are you hungry?"

Ming Yi's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously: "Yeah."

Cao Xuanhe withdrew his gaze, lit the incense stick for him, inserted it into the incense burner, and began to copy scriptures and practice calligraphy.

Maybe because he knew that Cao Xuanhe would not starve him, Ming Yi didn't go into a storm like last time this time, but tasted it slowly, and also had the intention to shift his attention elsewhere.

This room should be Cao Xuanhe's study, the decoration is simple and clean.

At home, he wears more casual clothes, and his temperament is a little more lazy than usual.

Ming Yi is sitting on the ground, from this angle you can just see his earnest expression while writing.

Cao Xuanhe's eyelashes are very dense, almost like natural eyeliner, making his eyes dark and deep, making him even more thoughtful.

But from Ming Yi's point of view, Cao Xuanhe's city mansion is really deep, and he can't even understand it.

But who made him like this one, he can only do it on his own.

Originally he was angry because Cao Xuanhe drove him away, but during this time, the other party helped him recuperate and gave him delicious food, which made Ming Yi lose all his anger.

He knew that he was worthless like this, but he wanted a wife more than face.

"Bang bang bang."

The sound of knocking on the table brought back Ming Yi Piaoyuan's thoughts.

Cao Xuanhe asked: "Aren't you hungry?"

Mingyi forgot to smoke because he was thinking about things, and the room was full of incense.

"hungry."

Ming Yi took two more puffs, and the cigarette smoke automatically drifted toward him.

Cao Xuanhe glanced at him, did not speak, and continued to practice calligraphy.

It may be that I ate too much last time, but this time I only smoked two incense sticks, and I felt full tomorrow.

"belch."

Cao Xuanhe heard him burp, stopped lighting, put down the brush, picked up the bottle standing on the table and walked towards Mingyi.

Seeing that he was going to put himself up again, Ming Yi repeatedly waved his hands and refused: "No, no, I don't want to go into the bottle!"

Cao Xuanhe paused in his footsteps: "Heal your wounds."

"No, my injury is already healed."

Fearing that Cao Xuanhe would not believe it, Ming Yi hurriedly pulled off his collar to show him the injury on his shoulder.

The wound has healed, but the red and swollen tooth marks can still be seen on it, and it may take a while to heal.

Cao Xuanhe withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to pull back his collar, put the bottle in the eye of the formation, and said indifferently, "Since it's done, let's go."

"Ah?" Ming Yi wondered, "Where are you going?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Whatever."

Ming Yi said shamelessly, "I won't leave."

Cao Xuanhe turned his head to look at him: "Have you forgotten what you said?"

[Just leave, I will come to your shop again in the future, I am a dog! 】

【Even if I die, you don't care! 】

[I don't need your fake kindness! 】

"Cough cough."

Ming Yi coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

"I said that out of anger, and now I'm not angry anymore."

"Besides, I won't go to the store, but stay at your house."

Being able to see Cao Xuanhe every day here is much better than in the shop.

It was the first time for Cao Xuanhe to meet such a difficult brat, and he laughed angrily for a moment: "Do you want any face?"

Ming Yi shook his head without thinking: "No."

Why can he become the most favored kid in the family?

Naturally relying on acting like a baby, being cute, and playing tricks.

This trick is not only useful in front of family members, but also in front of Cao Xuanhe.

The other party looked at him speechlessly for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "It's up to you."

Tsk, sure enough, sometimes relying on a thick skin can yield unexpected gains.

Without the restraint of the Ghost Suppressing Array, Ming Yi patrolled his territory like a lion, wandering around Cao Xuanhe's house.

After all the visits, Ming Yi couldn't help sighing that this house had the same personality as Cao Xuanhe's, it was deserted and there was no vitality.

At this time, it was getting dark outside.

Cao Xuanhe came out of the study, completely ignoring the kid lying on the sofa, and went straight to the kitchen.

Ming Yi followed curiously, saw him take out some vegetables from the refrigerator to wash, and asked, "Are you going to start cooking?"

Faced with such a topic that he asked knowingly, Cao Xuanhe was too lazy to answer.

Ming Yi didn't care, and leaned over to him, watching him wash the vegetables.

Cao Xuanhe really didn't understand what's so good about washing vegetables and cooking.

"Can you go out?"

Ming Yichao moved aside, with an innocent face: "I didn't delay your work."

Cao Xuanhe said impatiently: "...get out."

Ming Yi pouted: "Oh."

He floated out, just about to lie on the push-pull door, showing half of his head and continue to watch Cao Xuanhe operate, but suddenly a yellow talisman appeared in front of him, scaring him to disappear in an instant.

In the living room, Ming Yi leaned on the sofa, listening to the sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen, sighed and felt worried.

The daughter-in-law always likes to threaten him with yellow talismans, what should I do?

He is a little ghost, and he is most afraid of these exorcism things.

In case one day he wanted to sleep with Cao Xuanhe and the other party didn't want to, would he also take out the yellow talisman to scare him?

At that time, he will have to bear the arrow on the string, and he will feel aggrieved just thinking about it.

"Buzzing."

The phone in his pocket vibrated, interrupting Ming Yi's thoughts.

He took out his mobile phone to check, and found that his grandfather and parents had called him no less than 20 times, had hundreds of WeChat messages, and even sent more than a dozen text messages.

Ming Yi hurriedly opened WeChat and sent a message to his grandfather to report his safety.

After sending the message, he started to read the messages they sent.

That night before he asked the ghost messenger to take the three evil spirits away, he took a photo and sent it to his grandfather.

Soon grandpa sent him a message back, asking if he had caught the three evil spirits?

It can be seen from the text that grandpa is very happy, saying that after the identity of the three evil spirits is verified, he will be given a bonus.

Looking at the time, it was already a week ago.

The next day, Grandpa sent another message saying that his identity had been verified. The rewards for the three little ghosts totaled 40. The whole thing.

Later, he was greatly praised, saying that he was becoming more and more promising.

After half an hour, grandpa sent another message, asking what he was up to, why didn't he even reply to the message?

Afterwards, I could see that there was more anxiety in Grandpa's words, and asked him if something happened?

In the next few days, many messages were sent every day, asking him what was going on.

Parents sent him a message a little later, probably because grandpa called to ask if they knew his whereabouts.

At first, Ming's mother tentatively asked him what he was up to, and why he didn't even have time to reply to his grandfather's message. Later, seeing that Ming Yi hadn't replied to his message, he became anxious, and even made a voice call.

It's a pity that Ming Yi was packed in a bottle at that time, and the mobile phone had no signal.

Before Ming Yi finished reading the news, Ming's mother called.

"Hey, Mom."

Ming's mother's crying voice came from the receiver: "What's the matter with you brat, you won't reply to the message, you won't answer the phone, do you want to die, you!"

"..." Before Ming Yi opened his mouth to explain.

Ming's mother's tone immediately softened, and she choked up and asked, "My Bao'er, is something wrong with you?"

"Tell Mom what's going on, your family is almost worried to death after you disappeared for a few days!"

Ming Yi panicked: "Mom, don't panic, I'm fine and I'm not missing, I just lost my phone for a few days, so I didn't see the message you sent."

Ming's mother didn't believe it: "Where are you now? I'll ask your dad to pick you up. If I don't see you, I won't worry."

Ming Yi sighed: "Mom, I'm really fine, I don't need dad to pick me up, I'll go back by myself later."

Ming's mother was worried: "Are you really okay?"

Ming Yi: "Really."

After finally comforting Ming's mother, he hung up the phone, and he hurriedly called grandpa again.

After appeasing his grandfather, he replied to the brothers who sent messages one by one.

After some explanations, Ming Yi collapsed on the sofa tiredly.

Cao Xuanhe had already prepared the meal, and was sitting at the dining table eating silently.

Ming Yi floated over, sat down opposite him, lay down on the dining table, and complained weakly: "It's all your fault, you insisted on putting me in that broken bottle to recuperate, which made my family worry for several days."

Cao Xuanhe stopped eating, glanced at him, and said, "Sorry."

Ming Yi sat up straight, smiled and said: "Since you did something wrong, do you have to compensate me?"

"No."

Ming Yi curled his lips in disappointment, and muttered a bit pettyly.

Soon, his attention was attracted by Cao Xuanhe's food: "Do you eat these things every day?"

A table of vegetables, not a bit meaty, it is like feeding herbivorous animals.

Cao Xuanhe ignored it.

Ming Yi continued: "No wonder you are in poor health, coughing all the time, and the food is not nutritious, why don't I hire you a housekeeper."

The other party still ignored him, and Ming Yi only took it as his acquiescence, and secretly wrote down the matter.

Cao Xuanhe's work and rest are very regular, after dinner, tidy up the kitchen, clean the house, go to the study for an hour, return to the bedroom to take a bath and sleep on time at nine o'clock.

Ming Yi deliberately waited for him to fall asleep before leaving Cao Xuanhe's house and rushing to Qinglin cemetery.

In the bedroom, in the darkness, Cao Xuanhe opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and asked the air: "Are you gone?"

There was a deep male voice in the air: "It's gone, master."

Cao Xuanhe hummed lightly, and closed his eyes again.

The author has something to say:

Cao Xuanhe: Don't hold back, I will satisfy you.