My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Ming turned his head, and secretly glanced at the man behind him. Seeing that his gaze had been on the tablet, his brows were slightly frowned, his expression was serious, and he looked really stumped, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

His stiff back gradually relaxed, leaning against Cao Xuanhe's arms, and began to teach.

At first Ming Yi was on guard, but after a few rounds, he found that Cao Xuanhe did not make any other irregular moves, so he was completely relieved.

The man is a quick learner, Ming Yi just briefly explained the rules, and demonstrated two rounds to him, Cao Xuanhe understood, and played a few rounds himself very well.

Seeing that it was past ten o'clock, the man rubbed against his shoulder with a hoarse voice: "Ming Yi."

"Ok?"

Ming Yidou was having a good time, keeping his eyes on the screen, and answered absently.

Cao Xuanhe: "Sleepy."

"Oh, then go to sleep, I'll go out to play, so as not to disturb you."

Ming Yi got up subconsciously, only to find that the hands around his waist did not intend to let go.

He turned back in doubt: "What's wrong?"

Cao Xuanhe's voice was hoarse and sleepy: "Together."

Ming Yi: "But I'm not sleepy yet."

At night, it was when he was in high spirits.

Cao Xuanhe insisted: "Together."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ming Yi heard a bit of clinginess from his tone.

This makes the little devil who has always been soft but not hard can't stand it.

"That's fine."

Reluctantly, he handed the tablet back to Cao Xuanhe, turned over and lay down on the side.

Cao Xuanhe muted the tablet and turned off the desk lamp.

The orange light disappeared, and the room fell into darkness. Ming Yi swallowed secretly, and listened to the rustling of the man next to him lying down.

Soon, the room fell into silence.

"..."

Ming Yi unwillingly opened his eyes, saw Cao Xuanhe was facing away from him, leaving a gap between them, and frowned angrily.

He reached out and poked the man's back: "What's the matter with you?"

The man turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ming Yi dissatisfied: "What are you doing sleeping with your back to me?"

Cao Xuanhe heard the words, stretched out his arms, rolled the little ghost into his arms, and explained: "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Knowing that he was talking about the fact that he dared not go into the bedroom to sleep, Ming Yi felt embarrassed, and pretended to be calm: "I'm not scared, but I'm not sleepy at night, and playing games in the bedroom will disturb you."

Cao Xuanhe didn't point it out either: "No."

The hand on his waist moved up, pinching his chin, Ming Yi's body tensed up instantly, and he asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Cao Xuanhe laughed and said, "Didn't you say you're not afraid?"

"..."

Ming Yi was thinking about how he should answer, when he felt a light peck on his lips, like a superficial touch, and left quickly.

The man lay down again, and his hands returned to his lower back.

"Go to sleep."

Ming Yi lay down again, a little embarrassed, and thought that his reaction just now was too big, Cao Xuanhe must have seen the clue.

To remedy this, he put his hands back on Cao Xuanhe's waist. Seeing that he didn't respond, Ming Yi raised his head and saw that the man had closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep. He mustered up his courage, kissed him on the chin, and fell asleep obediently.

I don't know if it's because the surroundings are too quiet, or because he was too much tossing around last night, Ming Yi, who was originally feeling energetic, soon let out the sound of even breathing.

A night without dreams until dawn.

Ming Yi woke up faintly, and saw that Cao Xuanhe had already woken up, leaning against the side and playing with the tablet.

He yawned comfortably, stretched his waist, put his upper body on his elbows and leaned over, curiously asked: "What are you doing?"

Originally, his expression was quite normal, but when he saw the content on the screen clearly, his expression changed instantly, and he shouted: "Cao Xuanhe, what are you doing!"

Cao Xuanhe looked serious: "Study."

"You... you are learning what to do with this!"

Cao Xuanhe turned his head to look at him, and said: "I feel that you are very scared, it should be because I am not skilled enough."

"..."

Cao Xuanhe ignored his expression and continued to look down at the tablet.

Mingming had turned off the mute on the tablet, but Ming Yi still felt that the intense images inside seemed to have their own sound effects.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and took the tablet away from Cao Xuanhe's hand: "Don't look at it."

Cao Xuanhe looked at him, puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ming Yi found a random reason: "I don't want you to look at other people's bodies."

Cao Xuanhe: "They are not as good-looking as you."

Ming Yi: "That won't work either."

Cao Xuanhe looked at Ming Yi in silence for a long time, held his hand, and said, "I don't want you to be afraid of me."

Ming Yi coughed embarrassingly: "Also... I'm not very scared, but my body doesn't allow it now, and I'll be fine in a few days."

Cao Xuanhe pulled the little ghost into his arms, and asked, "Is it seriously injured?"

Ming Yi shook his head: "Not heavy."

Cao Xuanhe: "Does it hurt?"

Ming Yi still shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Cao Xuanhe pierced him: "Don't be brave."

Ming Yi let go a little and said, "...a little pain?"

Cao Xuanhe asked: "Only a little?"

Ming Yi watched him remain silent, and suddenly buried his head in the man's arms, saying in a sullen tone, "It hurts so much!"

When Cao Xuanhe heard this, he pursed his lips and smiled, and patted him on the back with ease.

I thought, no wonder he didn't walk on the ground much yesterday.

Although Ming Yi likes to float around, he also walks and trots from time to time.

"Sorry, I didn't take care of you." Cao Xuanhe rubbed his head: "Let me take a look."

Ming Yi asked with a dull tone, "What are you looking at?"

Cao Xuanhe: "The wound."

Ming Yi lifted his buried head instantly: "No way!"

Cao Xuanhe promised: "Not doing other things, just checking."

Ming Yi shook his head like a rattle, and his attitude was firm.

Ten minutes later, the bedroom door opened, Cao Xuanhe walked out, and hurried to the bathroom.

Ming Yi floated out leisurely with the tablet in his arms, looked at the closed bathroom door, covered his mouth and smirked, thinking: This is what old people often say about asking for trouble.

After breakfast, Ming Yi saw Cao Xuanhe sitting on the sofa and watching TV. He didn't have the slightest intention of going out, so he took the initiative to ask: "Aren't we going out today?"

Cao Xuanhe hummed lightly.

Ming Yi pressed: "Yesterday's matter hasn't been dealt with yet."

Cao Xuanhe: "Yin Youran and they will deal with it."

Ming Yi was quite disappointed: "I thought I could see the scene of severely punishing that pervert."

After he finished speaking, he said again: "Cao Xuanhe, please send me Yin Youran's WeChat account, and I will tell him to torture that pervert to death."

Cao Xuanhe turned his eyes and stared at him.

Ming Yi looked puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cao Xuanhe said lightly: "It's nothing."

Ming Yi: "Oh, then you put WeChat..."

Cao Xuanhe: "I will notify him."

"alright."

Ming Yi didn't say anything more, and continued to play his own small game with the tablet.

Instead, Cao Xuanhe suddenly paused the TV, turned sideways, and looked at the kid: "Ming Yi."

"Ah, what's wrong?"

Cao Xuanhe considered his words and said, "Stay away from Yin Youran from now on."

Ming Yi wondered, "What's wrong?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Si Ling will be jealous."

Ming Yi raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "Really?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Yes."

Ming Yi raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I will pay attention to it in the future in order to prevent someone from knocking over the vinegar vat."

When Cao Xuanhe heard the words, the corners of his lips twitched, evoking a slight upward movement, which was quickly suppressed, and he murmured without much excuse.

Cao Xuanhe said he couldn't go out, so he really didn't go out for a day.

It is almost mid-April now, the weather is getting hotter and the sun is getting hotter.

At noon, Ming Yi's spirit was visibly sluggish, he lost even interest in his favorite game, and half-closed his eyes to watch a movie with Cao Xuanhe.

Seeing his drowsy appearance, the man simply got up and walked over, letting the kid lean on him.

One person and one ghost just watched variety shows and movies for a day.

The next day, Cao Xuanhe still didn't go out.

Only then did Ming Yi realize that the other party was accompanying him to heal his injuries.

Although he was the one who caused the wound, Ming Yi was still a little moved after doing this.

On the third day, Cao Xuanhe had to go out.

The reason was that Qiao Fan called early in the morning to say that a corpse had appeared in their backyard and that the police had been called.

When Cao Xuanhe brought Ming Yi into the store, the police were already examining the corpse.

Ming Yi peeked out in the lounge, and saw that the corpse on the ground was covered with a white cloth, with a big lump, and seeing that the dead should be quite strong, he didn't even cover the white cloth with his hands.

When Ming Yi saw three particularly conspicuous large gemstone rings on one hand of the corpse, he felt a little familiar.

It seems to be the man who came over with a suitcase the other day and clamored to find Cao Xuanhe Jianbao.

Later, Ming Yi beat him up violently, and the police found out that the box contained newly unearthed cultural relics, so they took him away.

But didn't Qiaoqiao say that this man had been released on bail by someone?

Why did he die suddenly?

Instead, he happened to die in the backyard of Cao Xuanhe's antique shop.

For Cao Xuanhe and the others, the police did not make things difficult. After asking about the transcripts, they asked people to take the bodies away.

Afterwards, the monitoring of the store and the antique street was called out, and there was no second person except the deceased.

At one or two o'clock in the morning last night, the deceased appeared at the entrance of the south alley, walking in a strange and stiff posture, and opened the small door of the back alley street with his bare hands to enter the backyard.

Qiao Fan came to the backyard this morning to collect water for cleaning, and saw the dead body lying in the open space.

After the police left, Cao Xuanhe returned to the lounge, Ming Yi immediately leaned over, wrapped his arms around him, and asked curiously, "What's going on?"

Cao Xuanhe sat back on the chair, took a sip of tea, and said in a calm tone, "It's okay, the other party wants to apologize to me with his life."

Ming Yi was full of doubts: "Apologize with human life? I don't understand."

Cao Xuanhe smiled and left a sentence, forget it if you don't understand.

Ming Yi was not willing to let him go, pestered him to explain, but the man had no choice but to break the matter up and tell him.

Cao Xuanhe never dies or grows old. In order not to be discovered by others, he will change his residence and identity every three to forty years.

It is precisely because of this that he doesn't like to hang out in the circle, let alone make friends, and even rarely sees people.

Now, except for a few old gentlemen in the Xuanshu circle who know about him, everyone else has only a half-knowledge.

It may be that his temperament is too low-key, and he has lived comfortably and indifferently for the past few decades.

However, just a few years ago, an incident suddenly appeared in the antique circle, saying that Mr. Yan Chengxi admired a young man named Cao Xuanhe very much, and praised his calligraphy and painting style. If anyone knows him, he can recommend him. some.

When the words came out, according to the reputation of the old man Yan Chengxi, other people must have already sent him to the door automatically, but Cao Xuanhe was not someone else.

Afterwards, it was reported in the antique circle that Cao Xuanhe was a master at appraising antiques, causing many people to come to him.

Cao Xuanhe didn't come to the store directly, and Qiao Fan sent them all away.

As a result, it didn't take long for it to spread in the circle that there were many valuable treasures in Cao Xuanhe's store, many of which were things that many old players dreamed of.

This gust of evil wind seemed to be controlled by someone, and it continued to expand. In the end, it was said that Cao Xuanhe was extremely picky. Disdain to see more.

As soon as the rumor came out, Cao Xuanhe looked at no one, and his arrogant and bad temper was spread, directly offending half of the people in the antique circle.

But this still didn't make Cao Xuanhe come out to explain, on the contrary, it made the business of his shop a lot better.

It may be that the person who controls the evil wind is jealous when he sees this, and wants to get some things that have just been dug up and send him in.

Ming Yi frowned after hearing this: "Obviously you haven't done anything, why do those people dislike you?"

Cao Xuanhe propped his jaw with one hand, and said calmly: "Sometimes it is because I didn't do anything that I offended people."

Ming Yi was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Cao Xuanhe said: "Yan Chengxi wanted me to take the initiative to go to apprentice, but I didn't go, in the eyes of the other party, it means that I look down on him."

Ming Yi snorted angrily and said: "I just look down on him. He's buried up to his neck in loess. He always wants to rely on others to increase his reputation. His heart is not enough to swallow an elephant. He is so insatiable that he will be punished." Backlash."

"No matter what you say now, it is a society ruled by law. This old thing actually kills people. It is simply knowing the law and breaking the law. It is too arrogant."

Seeing that the kid was about to explode again, Cao Xuanhe smiled and comforted his head.

Ming Yi frowned and warned him: "You can't compromise, go and worship that old snake spirit as your teacher, or I won't talk to you."

"Old snake spirit."

Cao Xuanhe was amused by this title.

Ming Yi raised his eyebrows, very proudly: "The old snake spirit is old and poisonous, isn't it very appropriate?"

Cao Xuanhe nodded in response, "It's quite appropriate."

As he said that, the man stood up, took out the tablet from his pocket, and said, "Let's go, let's meet this old snake spirit."