He Has To Be Human, Right? !

Huang Xize laughed angrily at Ye Ying.

He leaned back in his chair and gritted his teeth: "I'm a fairy after all, not an ordinary weasel, why would there be a smell?"

Ye Ying frowned and was about to refute, when she suddenly remembered the few times the two had had close contact.

It's as if...he really doesn't have any peculiar smell on him.

On the contrary, it smells good.

Ye Ying scratched her chin, a little embarrassed: "Ham, I'm doing this for your own good."

Huang Xize snatched the plate back with a sullen face, and stingily forked a piece of meat from Ye Ying's plate.

It is true that every penny must be compared.

Ye Ying sneered, enjoying the delicious food on her own.

"She...you don't mind."

When Huang Xize suddenly said such a sentence, Ye Ying tilted her head in doubt: "Who?"

She chewed a few more bites before realizing: "Oh, that one just now?"

"Just worked with my company."

Huang Xize said flatly: "If she didn't mention Tiancheng Culture, I wouldn't even be able to think of this person."

Why is he explaining this to her?

With a fork in her mouth, Ye Ying stared at Huang Xize with dark eyes, and got an inexplicable return from the other party.

Unexpectedly... this weasel is quite caring about his mate.

But in the final analysis, it is because of her fate.

Thinking of this, she asked, "Chinchilla...Xize, is my destiny so rare?"

When Huang Xize heard her addressing him, he put down his fork sullenly: "You have cotton trousers stuffed in your mouth? You can't even be called."

Sure enough, this person was pleasing to the eye for only three seconds, Ye Ying was angry: "You understand, it is you who have been waiting for me for more than two hundred years, and it is not me who has been waiting for you for more than two hundred years!"

Huang Xize was even more irritating: "I have been here for more than two hundred years, and it is not worse than these few decades."

Ye Ying: "..."

Too much deception, really too much deception.

"Seven kills are not rare, and wounded officials are not rare."

After Huang Xize hit Ye Ying, he answered her question seriously: "The rare thing is your star."

He looked at Ye Ying: "The Immortals are not human beings, and there is a star missing in their fate. Not only is your star matching, but it is also completely compatible with the star that I am missing in terms of house position and orientation. .”

"understood."

Ye Ying was moved: "I am the brightest in your night sky..."

"Shut up and eat."

Huang Xize had a black line on his forehead.

Why did the spouse I had been looking forward to for so many years turn out to be a shovel-wielding shovel, God.

Thinking of him, Huang Xize, who has practiced for hundreds of years, worked hard and helped the world, how could he get such a thing!

Don't weasels deserve love?

How about giving it to a normal person? !

After eating and drinking, Ye Ying stood on the side of the road and looked at Huang Xize: "Go to your place, go to my place?"

Pedestrians on the road looked sideways: Is this how you play on Monday? Today's young people...

Huang Xize was speechless, and found the car in the parking area on the side of the road: "Of course, go back to Yunanli."

"ah?"

As soon as Ye Ying got in the car, she immediately opened the car door and wanted to get out again: "Then you go home, I'll find a hotel to stay in. Bye bye."

Yunanli is the community where her haunted house is located. go back?

Just kidding, she almost died last night.

Huang Xize quickly leaned over and grabbed her collar: "What are you afraid of, I'm not dead."

These words somewhat comforted Ye Ying, after all Huang Xize had saved her twice.

Although it has touched her blind spot of knowledge, she is a "fairy family" with magic power after all. And after getting along for a short time, although this weasel has a bit of a poisonous tongue, he doesn't look like a bad guy... a bad wolf.

The car soon arrived at Yunanli.

Ye Ying felt timid near the "hometown", and her body became more and more tense.

Huang Xize acted as if he hadn't seen it, the car drove all the way to the basement downstairs of her house, dragged Ye Ying and was about to enter the elevator.

Ye Ying grabbed the wall at the entrance of the elevator, struggling desperately: "I think we're a bit aggressive, why don't we go back to your four-entry mansion and have a long-term plan?"

"Didn't you let me handle it for you?"

Huang Xize pulled her up from behind, and easily took her off the wall and threw her into the elevator: "It's so far away, I can't run here every day."

"Then there's no need to go deep into the tiger's den."

Ye Ying couldn't stop squeezing Huang Xize's chest when she got into the elevator: "I'm scared when I see reflective things..."

The pile of mirrors in the elevator evoked her psychological shadow in the afternoon.

Huang Xize sighed silently, and patted Ye Ying, who was stuck in his arms like an ostrich, through his coat: "Here we are."

Ostrich Ye Ying pulled out her head and looked suspiciously at the floor lights: "Nineteenth floor?"

Isn't her house on the 22nd floor?

"I'm talking about going back to Yunanli."

Huang Xize grabbed her coat and pulled her out, then pushed out the elevator: "But I didn't say I'm going back to your house."

What's the meaning?

Ye Ying blinked, followed his strength, and was pushed to the door of 1902, watching Huang Xize take out the key to open the door.

Huang Xize opened the door, and dragged Ye Ying in again. After closing the door, Ye Ying was still standing there with straight eyebrows.

He frowned and bumped her back: "Change your shoes."

"This, this, this..." Ye Ying looked around and asked stammeringly, "Did you buy this?"

It happens to be in the same building as her house, so it's not for her to buy it now!

Sure enough, Huang Xize nodded: "Yes. Things happened too urgently on your side, so I didn't have time to choose, so I had to buy this small set."

Little fart!

Ye Ying wanted to scream, the set you bought is connected to two adjacent sets!

This building is about eighty square meters of small and medium-sized houses, but Huang Xize's set is obviously much larger.

Obviously a local tyrant finished the transformation and was bought by you, a local tyrant!

She said why her floor has two doors at this position, but this floor only has one!

Because the entrance door on the other side was filled!

Ye Ying's face is full of bulls, is this the world of local tyrants?

Seeing that she was still motionless, Huang Xize stood in a daze at the door, and finally lost his patience. He directly lifted her on his shoulder, stretched out his hand to grab her shoe, and walked towards the bedroom.

With this operation, Ye Ying directly called the good guy: "Hey, you young man doesn't talk about martial arts..."

Before he finished speaking, he was thrown onto the bed.

The mattress was very thick and very elastic. Ye Ying landed on it and bumped for a bit, and the words were blocked back into her throat by the bounce.

She panicked, and said indiscriminately: "Hey, you, don't, aren't we in a friendly divorced relationship, with a knife on the head of Sezi, you can't go back on your word..."

Huang Xize glanced at her nonchalantly: "From now on, this will be your bedroom, and there are things you use in the bathroom."

Ye Ying just shut up.

After thinking about it, she was not reconciled, so she opened her mouth to argue: "How do you know whether my skin is dry or oily? Why did you buy the wrong one..."

Huang Xize didn't bother to talk to her anymore, turned around and left.

Ye Ying closed her voice resentfully, and looked around.

The apartment on this side is similar to hers, so it should be a mirror image. Unlike her house, the door of the bathroom opens directly to the bedroom, making it exclusive to the master bedroom.

Huang Xize lived in the master bedroom on the same side of the house as hers, separated by a living room of more than forty square meters.

Ye Ying leaned back and fell into the soft bed.

Zuo Huai said Huang Xize was rich, so it was true...

Thinking about the quaint place where she woke up in the afternoon, it was probably their original...

Marriage room.

For some reason, Ye Ying recalled Huang Xize's gentle smile and tone that night, her face flushed slightly.

It was this gentleness that made her feel a little guilty for no reason when she decided to divorce.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xize was such a person!

He has a vicious tongue and dislikes her, but she was a little flustered just now because he threw him on the bed!

It is estimated that he is laughing at her in his heart now!

Ye Ying buried her head in the pillow, her heart broke down.

After a long while, she got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom in a nonchalant manner.

As soon as she looked in the mirror, Ye Ying was taken aback by herself.

In the mirror, her face was haggard, her complexion was yellowish blue, and her dark circles were so heavy that her eye sockets seemed sunken.

After living in that house for only two days, she became like this?

And think about it, if Huang Xize hadn't come to rescue her yesterday...

I'm afraid she will really die, and become the seventh owner of the haunted house to be hanged.

But Huang Xize lightly mentioned the matter of saving her, as if he had no intention of repaying her favor and making her give up the divorce.

On the contrary, he quickly agreed to her request for divorce, and it was she who asked her to help solve the haunted house problem.

Ye Ying realized later, and finally felt sorry.

"What are you thinking!"

Ye Ying patted her face with both hands: "No matter how sorry you are, you can't promise yourself with your body."

I can only find another way to repay him.

...Although he is rich and willful, there is no way to repay him for a while.

Ye Ying could only sigh, ready to wash up.

She looked at the empty dressing table, opened the door of the cabinet, and there were indeed many skin care products neatly stacked inside.

It is the dry skin suit suitable for her, and it is also a very expensive brand!

Ye Ying was stunned, how could this weasel know all this?

Can't be a gay?

Stereotypes, stereotypes. At this time, Ye Ying noticed a small note stuck behind the bottle, so she pulled it out.

The words on the note are beautiful: "Miss Ye, when I put on makeup for you at the wedding, I noticed that your skin was dry, so I prepared this set. I hope it suits you well. Happy wedding~"

This "~" is full of playfulness, and the signature is "Hu".

Ye Ying suddenly remembered that on the wedding night, she helped her put down the curtain, and the graceful figures who rewarded the bearers and handed out sweets to the children.

Hu... so it's a fox fairy?

She thought about it, and after washing, she lay down on the bed.

It's strange, I slept until three o'clock in the afternoon, but I still feel weak and tired.

Presumably it was because of being targeted by the evil spirits in the haunted house.

But Huang Xize's house seemed to have some kind of magical power. After living in it, the heavy chill disappeared.

Even when I looked in the mirror, I didn't feel that chill anymore.

I don't know if it's because of this house, or...

Ye Ying interrupted her train of thought in time.

Now that you have decided to divorce, you can't let some things go on.

Especially in her current crisis situation, the drawbridge effect will happen if she is not careful.

That does not work…

Ye Ying finally floated this time and fell asleep smoothly.

In her sleep, there is always a cool and pleasant smell lingering in her nose, and someone pats her gently, like a mother's gentle comfort.

Ye Ying turned over comfortably, hugged the person beside her, and mumbled unconsciously: "Mom."

The figure stiffened for a moment, and it took a while to relax slowly.

Ye Ying vaguely heard a sigh, which quickly disappeared in the flow of dreams.