My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

"Ming Yi."

The little devil didn't even lift his head: "Huh?"

Cao Xuanhe: "What are you doing?"

Ming Yi: "Learn."

As he spoke, he clicked on the screen to enter the next page.

The second strategy: encircle Wei and save Zhao.

Cao Xuanhe: "...Actually, no need."

The little ghost didn't pay attention to it, and looked very serious in his studies.

Cao Xuanhe persuaded again: "Eat first."

Ming Yi replied without distraction: "You eat first, I'm not hungry."

It was the first time Cao Xuanhe saw such a serious kid, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, the man let him go and sat back at the dining table to eat.

After breakfast, he came over to take a look. The kid was still holding the tablet and watching very attentively.

Cao Xuanhe didn't bother, and went to the study.

One person is in the study and the other ghost is in the living room, but it seems quiet and peaceful.

It wasn't until a phone call came that Cao Xuanhe got up and walked out of the room.

He subconsciously looked towards the living room, but he didn't see the little ghost.

Cao Xuanhe walked a few steps, only to see Ming Yi curled up on the sofa.

The little ghost unexpectedly fell asleep at some point, with the tablet that had been shut down in his hand.

Cao Xuanhe smiled helplessly. Although he knew he was not afraid of the cold, he went to the bedroom and took a blanket to cover him.

Ming Yi has always been poor in his studies, and his grades were firmly in the bottom three of his class during his lifetime.

He often fell asleep when he opened the book. At the beginning, Ming's parents and mother still had hope for him, so they specially asked him for teacher guidance.

But after a long time, they also saw it through, figured it out, and gave up.

Anyway, the family is not short of money, so Ming Yi will not starve to death if he is not a top student.

This Ming Yi picked up his study again with great determination, but he was still disappointed. Before reading a few pages, his eyes closed involuntarily.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon, he sat up rubbing his eyes, looked at the blanket covering his body, and murmured in a daze, "Daughter-in-law."

The room was as quiet as before, Ming Yi raised his voice: "Daughter-in-law!"

Still no answer.

Ming Yi was about to get up when he saw the note on the coffee table, which was pressed by a corner of the tablet.

The words on it Cangqiu are powerful, and the pen is like a dragon and a snake. It is really like a person.

Go out to do errands, come back soon——Cao Xuanhe.

Ming Yi clicked his tongue, put the note back on the coffee table, and picked up the tablet to continue the content that he hadn't finished reading in the morning.

I don't know if these words were mixed with sleep aids, but Ming Yi, who had just woken up not long ago, felt sleepy again, so he had to leave the tablet and get up to wander around the room.

He went around the room of more than 100 square meters, and finally entered the study, wanting to see what books were on Cao Xuanhe's bookshelf.

Usually he always likes to read books, maybe this is why Cao Xuanhe is smart.

Thinking so, Ming Yi began to inspect the bookshelf from top to bottom.

I have to say that Cao Xuanhe really likes reading.

The bookshelves on the entire two walls of the study were neatly arranged and full.

Ming Yi looked down row by row, curling his lips in disgust.

A large part of it is related to Taoism, which Ming Yi directly ignores.

There is also a part of the money related to antiques, Ming Yi is even less interested.

After finally seeing a book that is not about Taoism or antiques, take it out and have a look, the content is related to history.

"..."

Ming Yi was speechless.

Do smart people only like to read such boring books?

Doesn't he have no hope?

No, Ming Yi felt that he had to persevere!

He continued to scan the bookshelves, the little ghost can float, which provided him with convenience, at least saving the need to carry ladders.

Cao Zhong listened to the little ghost muttering to himself, couldn't help but come out from the vase in the corner, and looked at him silently with his hands folded around his chest.

Ming Yi focused on looking for the book, but didn't realize that there was a ghost behind him, and kept mumbling in his mouth.

Cao Zhong watched him find the whole bookshelf, and ran to the other, and finally couldn't help but go out and ask, "What are you looking for?"

Ming Yi was terrified, looked back at Cao Zhong, frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

Cao Zhong "...I've been here since last night."

Ming Yi explained: "No, I mean Cao Xuanhe didn't go out on business, why didn't he bring you with him?"

Cao Zhong pursed his lips and muttered, "Master doesn't need me to follow."

"Oh."

Ming Yi continued to search from top to bottom, and asked, "Do you know what he went out to do?"

Cao Zhong shook his head, his tone was cold: "Master never tells us too much."

Ming Yi said disappointedly: "That's fine."

He asked again: "Then have you looked through his two bookshelves? Are there any interesting and interesting books on them, and introduce them to me."

Cao Zhong pursed his lips even tighter: "Master doesn't like others to touch his things."

Ming Yi paused: "Really?"

He didn't seem to have paid attention to these details, and he usually did whatever he wanted to do. He even went to the bathroom to take a shower a few times and forgot to bring a bath towel, so he always came out with Cao Xuanhe's bath towel around him.

Cao Zhong explained: "The master has a slight obsession with cleanliness."

Ming Yi thought about it, it seemed that Cao Xuanhe had never disliked him.

No, maybe he also hated it at the beginning, but he was so nervous that he didn't notice it at all.

"But you are an exception."

Ming Yi smirked and scratched the back of his head, and said, "That's right."

"However, how do I feel that Cao Xuanhe just likes me more now, and we have established a relationship, so I am a little more conniving than your friends, but I don't have a lot of preference."

Cao Zhong frowned: "Why do you say that?"

Ming Yi affirmed: "I feel it."

But he doesn't feel disappointed, after all, the time spent together with one person and one ghost is not too long, and the personality and three views still need to be tempered.

Ming Yi sighed: "Thinking about it this way, I have to work harder, otherwise there is no way to make Cao Xuanhe fascinated by me."

Cao Zhong: "..."

He didn't know how to be blessed when he was in the blessing, so he didn't even bother to talk to this fool.

He changed the subject and asked, "Are you in good health?"

Ming Yi: "Huh?"

He suddenly remembered the matter of the previous appointment.

For the past two days Cao Xuanhe was very honest and never touched him. He tried to twist his waist, and felt that the discomfort in his body had almost disappeared.

"Or tonight."

Cao Zhong glanced at him up and down and asked, "Is your injury healed?"

Ming Yi: "...that's it."

Seeing his strange expression, Cao Zhong thought he was hiding his injury, and said, "I'm not urging you. If the injury hasn't healed, I can continue to wait."

Ming Yi waved his hand: "No need."

These two times, Cao Xuanhe took good care of him. He was not injured in the back, but he was too worthless, and he was always taken out easily, giving him the illusion of being ripped out, emptied, squeezed, and dried.

Afterwards, Cao Xuanhe always told him that he had worked hard, as if he had put in a lot of effort.

"I don't want you to fight with injuries, or even if I win, I won't be happy, but I think you are deliberately humiliating."

Ming Yi's thoughts were pulled back by his words. Hearing this, he sneered: "Win me? You have a good idea."

"Don't worry, my own body knows it by itself."

Cao Zhong mumbled, and got back into the vase.

Ming Yi continued to search for books, and finally found a book called Monster Tales from among many other books and read it.

He thought that the books that Cao Xuanhe could collect should not be too bad.

At five or six o'clock in the evening, before Cao Xuanhe came back, Ming Yi imitated him and left a note saying that he would go out for a while, and when he came back soon, he and Cao Zhong found a place in the wilderness, where there was no human habitation, to fight went.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Cao Xuanhe returned home after finishing his work.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the house was pitch black. He froze for a moment, reached out and touched the switch on the wall to turn on the living room light.

"Ming Yi."

Cao Xuanhe tried to call out, but no kid answered.

He took off his coat, put on his slippers and looked around the room, but he didn't see any sign of the kid.

He went to the bedroom and study room again, and saw a pile of books randomly placed on the large desk.

There is also a note on it:

I'm going out for a while and I'll be back soon.

Also, there are too many books on the bookshelf, I forgot where I took them out, and I can't put them back. ????????????

——Ming Yi.

The man still saw a small line of complaints in the corner: Wife, your books are too ugly!

After Cao Xuanhe saw it, he couldn't help but chuckled, and murmured in a low voice: "The words are really ugly."

Even so, he still folded the note neatly, took out a book from the bookshelf, and put the note in it.

It was half an hour before Cao Xuanhe returned all the books on the table.

After that, he wiped the desk clean, cleaned the whole study, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When Ming Yi and Cao Zhong returned home after fighting, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Cao Xuanhe left the light on in the living room, Mingyi saw that he was dirty, went to the bathroom to take a shower, then sneaked into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed.

Afraid of waking Cao Xuanhe up, he nudged Cao Xuanhe into his arms little by little, before twisting a few times, a big hand suddenly stretched out and directly hugged him into his arms.

"Are you hurt?"

The man didn't speak for a long time, his voice was hoarse.

Ming Yi was surprised: "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Waiting for you."

As he spoke, Da Zhang began to grope around the little ghost, checking for any wounds.

Ming Yi felt itchy, so he stretched out his hand to stop him: "No, I'm not hurt, don't touch it, it's a little itchy."

Cao Xuanhe murmured, kissed him on the forehead, and asked, "Did you win?"

"Ah." Ming Yi raised his head in surprise, looking at the man in the darkness: "How do you know that Cao Zhong and I have fought?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Guess."

Ming Yi frowned: "How can you guess everything?"

Cao Xuanhe chuckled: "You left a note in the study, and the two little devils are not at home, so it's easy to guess."

"Okay." Ming Yi raised his eyebrows, his tone proud: "It was Cao Zhong who chased me for a fight, but he couldn't beat me in the end. He probably went back to the shop and shut himself up."

Cao Xuanhe hummed, and started stroking the big palm he stopped just now.

Ming Yi hurriedly said, "There's no need to check, I'm really not injured."

Cao Xuanhe said: "If you win, I will give you some rewards."

"What kind of reward?" Ming Yi was used to his words running ahead of his head, and he didn't react until he finished asking, and immediately resisted: "No!"

Cao Xuanhe's hand stopped.

Ming Yi said in a stubborn tone, "I'm afraid I'll be hollowed out, so I'll take care of it for a while."

Cao Xuanhe smiled when he heard the words, and whispered in his ear: "I will help you control it."

"Do not……"

Cao Xuanhe leaned over and kissed his lips, blocking his refusal.

It may be that just after a fight, the excitement factor in Ming Yi's body was still very active, and he was quickly aroused by the other party.

He pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice, "Just... once."

Cao Xuanhe chuckled, kissed him again, and whispered something in his ear with a hoarse voice.

After Ming Yi heard this, a trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes.