After Marrying an Evil God

The bike rides through the alley with turns and turns and stops in front of a noodle restaurant in the deep alley.

There are only a few houses in the alley. The neighbor's uncle is lying on a wicker chair to enjoy the cool, and two children squatting on the ground gnawing watermelons. The light in the middle house is a noodle restaurant that is open for business.

Said it is a noodle restaurant, in fact, it is a private house with a few tables and chairs, a fluorescent lamp, a large electric fan standing at the door and buzzing, and a big yellow dog is still bolted to the door. The mosquito repellent incense was burning inside the house, and a few shirtless guests smashed their noodles, and the air smelled of sweat.

If it hadn't been investigated that this noodle restaurant was delicious in Dianping, Fu Mingye would not have set foot in such a place in his lifetime.

The places where Mr. Fu dines on weekdays are naturally high-end and niche.

This shop is run by a husband and wife, a family of three is warm and lively. The child is lying on a table doing homework, and the boss is standing in front of a big pot of noodles. The lady boss was clearing the table and saw the guests coming outside the door, and greeted warmly while wiping the table: "Welcome, sit here, the table will be set up soon. What do you want to eat—"

She straightened up, saw the faces of the two guests clearly under the light, and stayed for a moment, thinking, yo, two handsome boys.

Fu Mingye asked Qi Baicha: "Are there any taboos?"

Qi Baicha shook his head: "You decide."

Fu Mingye said to the proprietress: "Two bowls of beef noodles."

"Okay, come right away."

The two sat down on the empty table that had just been cleaned up, one on one side, just across from each other.

Qi Baicha looked at the surrounding environment and was a little surprised: "You brought me here?"

Fu Mingye was a little nervous: "Don't you like it? If you don't like it, we can change..."

"No." Qi Baicha said, "I like it very much."

He likes the smell of fireworks.

"I just didn't expect that you would choose to come here." Qi Baicha had a meal and said euphemistically, "You don't look like someone who will come here."

Do you want to play new tricks again? The young master experiences civilian life?

Qi Baicha is not a real kid, so he won't be fascinated after playing all afternoon.

He couldn't see the color of Fu Mingye's heart.

"They are all places to eat. What's different." There is no difference between a Michelin meal or a roadside stall for a Cthulhu who does not need to eat. He said, "The point is not where to eat or what you ate, but with me. Who is eating. There are so many nasty people out there, and I am happy to stay with you."

Qi Baicha is noncommittal.

He thought, this person's rank is quite high, and love words can come easily.

I don't know that Lord Cthulhu can't speak sweetly at all. Baidu has read countless love words, but this sentence is from the sincerity.

Two bowls of steaming beef noodles were quickly served. Fu Mingye picked up the chopsticks and put the beef in his bowl into Qibai tea bowl without saying a word.

Qi Baicha raised her eyes: "What are you doing?"

Fu Mingye took it for granted: "I'll give you the meat." Give the best to the young man he likes. This is the law set by Lord Cthulhu for himself.

Qi Baicha put the beef back: "I can't eat that much."

Fu Mingye clipped it back again: "No, you see if you are thin, you should eat more."

"..." Qi Baicha didn't want to play this kind of pushing and pushing, silently holding his chopsticks and using it for dinner.

The young man’s eating style is always elegant and gentle. Put a chopstick noodle into your mouth and gently blow a few mouthfuls, and then eat it into your mouth in small bites, as if you are using a high-end meal. In this small noodle shop in the deep alley, it looks quite different.

Fu Mingye is perfectly integrated into the environment here. Halfway through eating Qi Baicha, I heard the sound of sucking noodles from the opposite side. I looked up and saw Fu Mingye rolled up a large chopsticks noodles, sucked it all into his mouth, and ate it deliciously.

Qi Baicha: "..."

Fu Mingye swallowed the face in his mouth and raised his head to find that the young man was staring at him without blinking. He couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

Qi Baicha: "...Mr. Fu, what about your table manners?"

He didn't pay much attention to these rules. It's just that Fu Mingye acted like a polite gentleman a month ago, and every meal he took was full of aristocratic atmosphere, why suddenly... let him go?

Fu Mingye was serious and took a sip of noodles reservedly: "Is that right?"

The Cthulhu was originally doing what he wanted, and of course he would eat as he pleased. Although it can perfectly replicate human etiquette, isn't the term "returning to the basics and true" a return to essence?

Doesn't Mr. Qi like it?

"No need." Qi Baicha said, "just you are happy."

No one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere became silent.

You can't be cold, you have to say something to create a topic. Fu Mingye began to search his stomach to think about the love words found on Baidu.

There is it!

He suddenly said, "Is this delicious?"

Qi Baicha lowered his head: "Very good."

Fu Mingye: "But I know there is another kind of noodles that is more delicious."

Qi Baicha raised her eyes: "Huh?"

Fu Mingye solemnly said: "You are in my heart."

Qi Baicha: "Puff—"

Sorry, I couldn't hold back this time.

It's too earthy, it's too earthy.

How could he think that the king level would use this kind of kindergarten method.

If there is noodles in his mouth, Qi Baicha would have been sprayed out now, but now he was choked by his saliva, so he quickly drew a paper towel to wipe his lips.

Fu Mingye felt as if he had discovered a new world: "You laughed!"

Qi Baicha wiped it off and put away the paper towels: "Is this unusual? I laugh a lot."

He is indeed always smiling, gentle, but also indifferent, which is the usual posture of the Snow God.

"It's not the same, your previous smiles are not true." Fu Mingye said.

Qi Baicha said in a slight tone: "Is Mr. Fu saying that I am hypocritical?"

"No!" Fu Mingye hurriedly explained, "Mr. Qi used to smile very softly, making people happy when watching, but gentleness and happiness are for others, you are not happy yourself."

"But you are very happy today."

Qi Baicha was startled.

…is it?

The longer he has lived, the harder it will be for him to encounter truly happy things, and he will feel comfortable after being trained, without making waves.

Unexpectedly, this Mr. Fu could hit the nail on the head.

He chuckled softly: "We are full, we should go back."

Fu Mingye settled the bill, and the two went out, Qi Baicha once again sat in the back seat of Fu Mingye's car.

"Hold on to me." Fu Mingye reminded.

Qi Baicha didn't touch him. When the bicycle left the alley, he finally glanced deep into the alley.

The lights were still on in the store, the big yellow dog was sleeping on the ground, and the children were jumping on the grid at the door after eating the watermelon.

Those scenes fade away, like every memory of the past.

He suddenly remembered a passage from the literati Lin Yutang.

The two words loneliness are taken apart, and there are children, fruits, dogs, mosquitoes and flies, enough to support an alley in the midsummer evening, full of human touch.

But it has nothing to do with you, this is called loneliness.

Qi Baicha turned his head and looked at Fu Mingye in front of him.

The man who is said to be the richest man in China, dressed in a white shirt, is riding his bicycle hard to drive him to the corner of the city.

A sense of youth, full of madness.

For a long time, Qi Baicha gently and gently wrapped around his waist.

At least at this moment, there is such a person who is related to him.

On the branches of the moon, the evening breeze gradually rose.

Fu Mingye lowered his head and glanced at the slender and beautiful hands on his waist. He didn't turn his head, just smiled at the corners of his lips, and two stars lit up in his eyes, enough to fill the moon's starvation that night.

One is raw and the other is cooked. Having had a good start for the first time, Lord Cthulhu completely abandoned the overlord's personal setting, and developed his feelings in a way unique to Cthulhu.

He took Qibai tea to every restaurant in the city, visited every corner of the city, and experienced the simplest and purest happiness in the world.

Qi Baicha found that when he was with Mr. Fu, he had the happiest period in the past 100 years.

He has never been so happy since his last friend, Rain God, fell asleep.

Of course, it would be nice if Mr. Fu could not be so enthusiastic about speaking of local and affectionate words. The obsession of the other person who doesn't know where is coming from, must talk to him every day, saying that sweet words are indispensable between lovers.

Mr. Fu really fulfilled every item in the love book faithfully in his own way.

Three months later, Qi Baicha did not mention breaking up.

Three months is too short, wait a minute. He said to himself.

He was very clear that he was reluctant to give up. Reluctance is really a dangerous signal to God, which means that when the other party passes away, he will inevitably be sad. God has a long life and it is more difficult to let go. This is asking for trouble.

He really has been controlling not to put too much emotion on someone.

He is indeed on the verge of losing control.

Qi Baicha chooses to live in the present.

They gradually became boyfriends in the true sense. The names for each other are still Mr. Qi and Mr. Fu, but they are no longer strangers at the beginning, and there is a kind of intimacy that belongs exclusively to lovers.

After playing all over the city, Fu Mingye handed over the company to a special person to take care of Qi Baicha around the world. See rivers, lakes and seas, visit famous mountains and rivers, and find cultural monuments.

I have seen most of these scenery and Qibai tea, but it is another taste to enjoy it with another person.

They have been to the grasslands, climbed Mount Everest, watched the sunrise in Egypt, and watched the aurora in Norway. Tried skiing, skydiving, diving, surfing...to explore all the possibilities of life.

Qi Baicha knew that there were so many different kinds of life in the world, which he had never experienced before.

This is all after meeting Mr. Fu.

The Cthulhu had never set foot in the world before, but his bohemian temperament would surely discover all the exciting excitement when he came to this world. Unlike the Snow God, who was gentle by nature, he had never thought of these possibilities. He has been running for the world all his life, but he rarely lives for himself.

Qi Baicha painted the ground to frame himself, and Fu Mingye acted as the key to take him to the wider world.

The first kiss was on the top of Kilimanjaro Snow Mountain. Fu Mingye acted boldly, but faced with Qi Baicha's group, he was shy and shy every time and did not dare to cross the boundary. Qi Baicha has always been reserved and dignified, and it is even more difficult to take the initiative to attack.

After climbing up the snow mountain that time, Xu returned to his home court. Daxue gave Qi Baicha courage and strength.

He hugged Fu Mingye and gave Xue Shen's first kiss.

God has fallen.

Mr. Fu, I am willing to use the rest of my life to exchange my greed for a while.

After the journey, they returned to the original city, already looking like a couple in love.

Because Fu Mingye went astray, his love story became more and more soiled every day, and even because of recitation of madness, his normal life was seriously affected.

E.g-

Qi Baicha: "Where are you going?"

Fu Mingye: "I'll go to your heart."

Qi Baicha: "What time is it?"

Fu Mingye: "The starting point of our love."

Qi Baicha: "I want to drink black tea."

Fu Mingye: "I want to take care of you."

"..." How to communicate with boyfriend's brain circuit is different.

In the end, Qi Baicha couldn't bear it, and warned that he would break up with another local love story copied on the Internet, and Fu Mingye stopped.

Fu Mingye was shocked at the time: "How do you know this was copied online???"

Qi Baicha looked at him: "The entire network has one share, and it will be available as soon as the dirt drops."

Fu Mingye felt deceived: "But the Internet clearly stated that it is a unique secret..."

The full name of "Love Story" is like this.

Qi Baicha: "Only you believe it."

Fu Mingye: "..."

Qi Baicha: "Also, can I ask Mr. Fu to leave my kitchen? I don't want the neighbor to report to the police again that an explosion has occurred here."

Fu Mingye: "..."

He was actually a little happy, and Mr. Qi, who would smash him, is also so cute.

Gentleness is not Qi Baicha's mask, this is his nature, but gentleness should never be the whole label of a creature. No matter people or gods live in the world, they always have tempers.

People who are tender to the bones will also be lonely to the bones.

Fu Mingye wanted to be the one who could make Mr. Qi lose his temper at him.

The first time was on the wedding night.

Fu Mingye was really nervous.

Qi Baicha looked much calmer than him, her eyes drooping, her expression calm.

Fu Mingye was about to kiss him, Qi Baicha suddenly whispered: "...Mr. Fu."

"Ok?"

"I never asked about your past, and I don't intend to care about the past. From now on, you can only like me. Can you do it?"

Fu Mingye was at a loss: "Where is my past? I only liked you from beginning to end. Before you, I never saw anyone else."

Qi Baicha raised his eyes suddenly: "Really?"

"How could it be fake!" Fu Mingye poked Qi Baicha's forehead, "What are you thinking about in your head."

"Of course I like you. When I came to the world, the first person I saw was you, and the first person I liked was you."

Qi Baicha listened quietly, her snow-white face turned crimson little by little.

He whispered: "The love words this time don't sound so earthy."

"Then," Qi Baicha smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, I will leave myself to you."

…

Qi Baicha cried at the moment of being possessed, it was really painful to cry.

Fu Mingye's job is really **** bad.

Fu Mingye panicked and calmed him: "Chacha, can I go out now..."

It was also the first time that Fu Mingye's name for Qi Baicha evolved from Mr. Qi to Chacha.

There were teardrops on Qi Baicha's eyelashes and red eyes: "No—"

"If you go out now, don't I feel the pain for nothing?"

"..."

After all things went on. It was after the end that Qi Baicha shrank on the bed and looked pale, and smashed a pillow on him to order him to practice his skills before coming back.

Fu Ming's ambition was over, he messed up the matter, and Chacha probably ignored him for a long time.

But I didn't expect Chacha to embrace him without any irritation the next day, as if nothing happened.

"Mr. Fu, I want to eat chicken porridge for lunch today." Qi Baicha sat on his lap and hooked his neck, "You can buy it for me."

Fu Mingye squeezed his earlobe: "I'm still called Mr. Fu now, isn't it too strange?"

Qi Baicha lowered his head and kissed him, and said in his ear: "It's not the same."

"In the past it was just Mr. Fu, just like Mr. Zhang and Mr. Li."

"From now on, you are my husband."