My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Outside the alley, Ming Yi took out the bottle, poked Cao Xuanhe in his pocket, and asked, "Did you use me as a weapon just now?"

He was just beating up people just now, and now he barely remembers it.

Cao Xuanhe said: "What?"

Ming Yi: "Just now, you allowed me to beat him up on purpose, right?"

Cao Xuanhe raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you want to beat him up?"

Ming Yi: "It was I who wanted to beat him up, but it was you who deliberately asked me to make a big mess and call the police. You must have known that there was something wrong with the things he brought over."

Cao Xuanhe pursed his lips and remained silent.

Ming Yi took it as his acquiescence: "Look, you did it on purpose!"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Cao Xuanhe hummed lightly, and explained: "He has a strong earthy smell on him."

This kind of earthy smell is a special smell that can only be found in the cemetery. It is self-evident what this person has done.

There are many experts who know better than him about the things in the tomb.

But the other party came to the store specifically, and the person who named him insisted on looking for him. Obviously, he was pointed out and wanted to pour dirty water on him so that he could find a handle on him.

As long as he saw the things in the box, he would be in a dilemma.

Either ignore it and let the man go.

Even if he doesn't accept the things, if something happens to the man afterwards, he can still be charged with covering up robbery, tomb, and thief.

Either choose to call the police, and then he will never be able to hang out in the antique circle in the future.

Although he didn't intend to make friends in the circle, he didn't want to offend everyone. After all, how many people in this circle were clean.

Now being disrupted by Ming Yi one by one, the reason why the police came to the door was that the man destroyed the cultural relics in the store. As for what was in the man's box, whether it would be involved in the police, then he didn't know.

"Cao Xuanhe!"

The man's thoughts were recalled, and he asked doubtfully, "Huh?"

Ming Yi dissatisfied: "What are you thinking, I don't even talk to you anymore."

Cao Xuanhe: "What?"

Ming Yi: "When I say you, do you mean that he is a robber, tomb, thief?"

Cao Xuanhe: "I don't know."

Ming Yi snorted angrily: "You know he's a bastard who digs up people's ancestral graves, I should have been more ruthless just now!"

Cao Xuanhe didn't answer, and continued to walk forward.

He passed by the square, stopped by a department store, and then returned home with a bag of vegetables and fruits.

It was already evening at this time, and Yang Hong was tidying up the living room. Seeing them coming back, she hurried over to take the shopping bags. Seeing the kid who came in, she said pleasantly, "Ming Yi, you're here?"

Speaking of which, he and Aunt Yang haven't seen each other for more than ten days, Ming Yi smiled and said hello: "Aunt Yang, long time no see!"

Yang Hong smiled and replied, "Long time no see." Then she showed concern: "I heard from Mr. Cao that you were injured a few days ago. Are you okay?"

Ming Yi raised his left arm, shook it, and said, "It's all right now."

"That's good." Yang Hong pointed to the sofa and said, "Then you guys rest, and I'll prepare dinner."

Mingyi followed Aunt Yang into the kitchen with one eye, saw Cao Xuanhe went to the balcony at some point, and leisurely followed him, leaning against the glass door, watching him water the flowers in a leisurely manner.

At first, Ming Yi disliked Cao Xuanhe's life as too boring, but after a long time, he got used to it.

Accompany him to water the flowers, read books, and eat.

Seeing that it was already nine o'clock, Cao Xuanhe was taking a shower in the bathroom, and Ming Yi was sitting on the sofa holding the tablet and worrying.

There was only one bed in the hotel room before, so he had a reason to pester Cao Xuanhe to sleep with him.

But tonight, it was a bit difficult for him to share the bed with his wife again.

What reason should he find to climb onto Cao Xuanhe's bed in a reasonable way?

Ming Yi is 19 years old, at the time of his youth, his body and reason will inevitably be a little impulsive, and he will also want to do some adult ghost things in his mind.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any reason. It seemed that the most practical way was to force him.

But thinking about Cao Xuanhe's profound skills, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

In case the person is just under pressure after a while, and the other party directly comes to a ghost town to hang him out for a night, no matter how energetic his little brother is, it seems to be of no use.

How about sex, temptation?

First hook Cao Xuanhe's mind, and then coax...

It seems to be more practical than being strong, at least the possibility of being trapped and kicked out of bed by the other party is less.

Ming Yi regained his energy in an instant, and he did what he said. Cao Xuanhe came out of the bathroom. He happily cleaned himself up and slipped into the bedroom.

The bedroom was pitch black, and Cao Xuanhe was lying on the bed, trying to fall asleep. Before he fell asleep, the bedroom door made a slight sound, and then closed again with a 'click' sound.

Then, the quilt on the side was lifted, and a familiar bath, bath, dew, clear, fragrant, quilt, in, nose, and cavity came together, and a cool little ghost leaned over from his side.

"go out."

Cao Xuanhe's tone was cold.

Ming Yi froze when he leaned on him, looked up at him, and said pitifully, "Hungry."

"There is incense in the study, go get some by yourself."

Ming Yi boldly approached, propped his upper body on his elbows, looked at Cao Xuanhe's handsome facial features, suddenly leaned over, and kissed him on the lips.

"Incense can't satisfy hunger."