Chapter 59: The widow king is ferocious, but you can't do it if you can't succeed? ! ...

Chapter 59: The widow king is ferocious, but you can't do it if you can't succeed? ! ...

The distance suddenly shortened, and his body temperature spread to the surface of the skin through a thin sheet of air. Ye Ying held her breath for a moment, and before she could close her eyes, her vision was blurred due to the close distance, turning into gorgeous and blurred spots of light.

Ye Ying's heart was beating loudly, and there was a huge throbbing sound in her ears, which made her doubt that he would hear it.

In an illusion, only the touch on the lips is real.

The lower lip was slightly sucked and sucked, like a child who is new to everything, savoring it carefully. The end of his nose is full of his pleasant smell, which becomes aggressive because of being too close, and becomes an abyss of psychedelic.

Sanity is also swallowed by it.

After the kiss was over, Huang Xize backed away slightly, looking down at Ye Ying.

Ye Ying looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly pinched his face and pushed him away.

She wiped her mouth with the other sleeve angrily: "You kiss me forcibly!"

Pushed back into the driver's seat by her, Huang Xize glanced at her with raised eyebrows, and the tip of his tongue slightly brushed the corner of his lips: "If you're not happy, you can forcefully kiss her back."

Ye Ying's ears were red, and she roared angrily, "Who is afraid of whom!"

As she spoke, she stretched her neck to reach Huang Xize like an idiot, but was restrained by the safety belt.

Ye Ying wanted to try again unwillingly, but the parking lot attendant came over and looked at the couple with vigilance.

Ye Ying: "..."

Huang Xize paid the money, and when he turned around, he saw Ye Ying gritted his teeth bitterly: "I'm not clean anymore."

Huang Xize sneered confidently: "I don't believe it, girl, eyes can't fool you."

Ye Ying: ...Take your girl literature and get out.

…

Late at night.

There was no light in the room, only a few candles were lit.

There was a gap in the window, and the night wind that poured in was chilly, making the candles flicker erratically.

Several deformed figures also trembled and landed on the wall, dancing like other creatures.

The gloomy voice echoed in the room: "... Which animal is said to be able to cultivate into immortals, have witchcraft, and cure diseases? And..."

"Hedgehog!" Tao Zi quickly answered.

The person who asked the question obviously didn't expect her to answer so quickly, so he paused and asked again: "What animal is called the 'Cangshen', and it is said that it can divination and fortune-telling, asking for money and asking about good or bad luck?"

"Mouse, also known as Huixian." Taozi sneered: "Is there any more?"

"What animal legend will 'change lives', revenge—"

"weasel!"

Taozi slapped the table, and the water glasses on the table bounced.

She snorted coldly: "No one knows more about weasels than me!"

Ye Ying who was sitting on the side and was splashed with water: "..."

"Damn, let's stop playing." The lights in the room were turned on, and Lin Zhiling, the personnel manager, blew out the candle angrily: "You are an atheist, why do you know so much about folklore? I wanted to tell a ghost story, but I asked you to tell me a ghost story." Blended."

Taozi smiled triumphantly: "I've heard these ghost stories since I was in elementary school, it's boring."

"It's boring, it's really boring." Ye Ying rolled her eyes and got up: "We're going back."

Everyone got up one after another, and went back to the room in a hurry.

This is a homestay at the foot of the Changbai Mountain Waterfall. The accommodations are townhouses and hot springs. The company travel allows family members to be brought, but they have to pay, so Huang Xize also came along.

The two said goodbye to their colleagues in front of the house, and suddenly the colleagues were taken aback: "Is that the two people next door to you?"

Ye Ying turned her head and saw two figures, one fat and one thin, coming from another direction, carrying a huge backpack, as if they had just returned from somewhere.

Colleagues approached and lowered their voices: "Today, I feel that they are sneaky. Maybe they are poaching or poaching ginseng. Anyway, they are not serious people. Be careful with your things."

Ye Ying & Huang Xize: "..."

While talking, the two unscrupulous people came out of the shadows. Zuo Huai, who was at the head, greeted him with a disheveled face and joy: "Hey, I haven't slept yet."

The colleague made a few perfunctory remarks, gave Ye Ying a wink, and slipped back into the room.

Ye Ying looked at the two people in front of her speechlessly - can you two be more high-profile?

As for why Qiao Er and Zuo Huai appeared in Changbai Mountain, it had to be discussed a week ago.

That day Ye Ying and Huang Xize didn't eat beef noodles after all, they simply brought a family bucket to the hospital to visit the wounded.

It was still the familiar VIP ward. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Zuo Huai crying: "Master Liu, why do you want a double room?"

It made the nurse look at him and Qiao Er strangely now.

Ye Ying sat down and took food out of the family bucket: "If he shows his true form, you can help take care of him."

Zuo Huai frowned, he is the one who is injured more seriously now, okay?

"By the way, did you contact Zhang Congjian again later?"

Ye Ying frowned: "Do you know who chartered the boat you were attacked by?"

She had an intuition that this matter had something to do with Zhang Jiufan who held a cruise party, and on the way here just now, she also told about Zhang Congjian's invitation to Zuo Huai to dig his ancestor's grave.

Sure enough, Huang Xize confirmed that he had indeed heard that Zhang Jiufan's ancestor was in the brewing business.

This is interesting, the official successor is on the verge of bankruptcy, but the side business is doing very well. As a result, in the end, neither side inherited the ancestral wine making business.

However, people's talents are different. Zhang Congjian is not good at management, he doesn't know people, and he doesn't have the ability to distinguish. As a result, he was cheated out of his family property, but there was nothing to say.

It's just... Before Zuo Huai found the old man's grave, he was first tricked into the police station, and then almost abolished. It would be ridiculous to say that all of this was a coincidence.

What's more, the matter of digging ancestral graves is itself related to Fengshui Xuanmen, and Yuan Zhen who attacked him is a magician.

Zuo Huai has no enmity with Ren Yuanri Wuyou and recent days, except for Zhang Congjian's line, I really can't think of any reason why he would be treated like this.

"Furthermore, that Yuan Zhen described himself as just and dignified, but in fact he had selfish motives at all."

Qiao Er clicked his tongue: "If he really slays demons and eliminates demons, he should come up and burn me. But he sealed my cultivation, making it impossible for me to keep my human body, as if he wanted to capture me alive."

Ye Ying suddenly thought of the beginning—after Hu Fengyao sucked up Hui Si's cultivation, Hui Si fell to the ground and returned to his original form.

She was still thinking about the connection between them, when she heard Huang Xize say next to her: "Could it be that they want to take away your cultivation?"

"I don't think so." Qiao Er also nodded, "So I concentrated on trying to distinguish the aura of his spell."

"What's the result?" Ye Ying asked casually while taking the chicken leg handed over by Huang Xize.

"In the end, the kid from the Zuo family strangled me and passed out."

Qiao Er looked at Zuo Huai with gloomy eyes. I still don't forget to raise my hand to pull my sparse hair to cover my bald scalp.

Zuo Huai: "..."

Holding a chicken wing in his hand, he shivered, curling himself up into a ball.

In short, all kinds of clues now point to Zhang Jiufan, and it is basically certain that Yuan Zhen is the one who invited him to cut Hu Zhang from Jane and fight Zuo Huai and the others.

It's just that Yuan Zhen is not only ruthless, but also has a bit of magic power, but I don't know how much - but judging by his illusion and Jin Chan's ability to escape the shell, it shouldn't be easy.

After all, the cruise ship was leased by Zhang Zufan, not his own—that also ruled out the possibility of any mysterious secrets.

"Anyway, prepare with both hands. The specific location of the grandpa's ancestral grave and Yuan Zhen's background must be checked." Huang Xize frowned: "He is very hostile to the Xian family and poses a great threat."

Unexpectedly, within three days, Zuo Huai found new information.

It turned out that the old man was not buried in the ancestral grave at all, but when he was dying, he asked his children and grandchildren to bury himself in Changbai Mountain not far away.

That's why Zuo Huai and Qiao Er also appeared in Changbai Mountain.

If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing suspicious about the company's administration, Ye Ying would have suspected that Yuan Zhen or Zhang Jifan were messing around again.

But now...

Ye Ying looked at Huang Xize beside him. The night wind from the north was cold, he stood behind her, blocking most of the wind, Ye Ying felt a little calm.

Since he came back, he is obviously stronger than before. It is the kind of Qiang who obviously feels that his strength has jumped, which is specifically reflected in the fact that he has not found fault for a week.

My haunted house hasn't hit me for seven days, alas.

Zuo Huai waved his hands, his body was covered in dust marks, he looked like a mud monkey: "We have found the general direction, and tomorrow we will go to visit the old man's tomb."

It's been too long, and it's not in the ancestral grave. Maybe there used to be children and grandchildren who came all the way to visit the grave, but now the children and grandchildren are all in the tomb.

So Zuo Huai could only use the compass to make rough calculations, and with Qiao Er's divination technique, he was able to find the direction.

Qiao Er was also angry: "If it weren't for the fact that you risked your life to protect me, I wouldn't suffer this crime for a mere half a million yuan."

Zuo Huai: ...wait a minute, the total is only 500,000 yuan, why is it all yours?

After returning to the room and washing up, Ye Ying lay on the bed early.

She lay shyly on the big bed and got under the quilt.

Huang Xize came out of the shower, his hair was wet, he took a towel to wipe it.

Ye Ying looked at the dripping drops of water on the tip of his hair, as if hanging over her heart, and felt itchy in her heart.

She pulled up the quilt, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.

After Huang Xize wiped his hair, he lifted the quilt and went to bed.

Ye Ying's heart beat uncontrollably.

Since Huang Xize came back, the two of them have slept in the same bed for a week.

The reason is very clear, it is to dispel the yin energy generated by the brand of 魙.

The reason is a legitimate reason, but people don't know whether it is serious or not in their minds.

After all, Ye Ying is a young and middle-aged woman who is full of vigor, lying on the same bed with a handsome guy like Huang Xize every day, who will not be confused.

What's more, the two are legally married, and the pre-mission tasks have also been completed. However, Huang Xize's embrace is full of warmth and tenderness, just...

It's just those things that I have to say without the desire of a wolf!

But at this moment, it was their first time to sleep out. The room decoration is very sentimental, the light is dim and ambiguous. Ye Ying thought about the still pure husband and wife relationship between the two, gritted her teeth and made a decision.

Hearing the wind and grass outside, she closed her eyes and hugged Huang Xize's thin waist: "Ah, what a sound! I'm so scared—"

Ye Ying buried her face in Huang Xize's chest. She has the same fragrance of shower gel as his, and her body temperature is transmitted through the thin fabric, and it is printed on the other's body perfectly.

Ye Ying's old face was flushed, this was already the best effort a middle-aged and widowed king could make.

Sure enough, Huang Xize stopped. Ye Ying lay on his chest, feeling his chest rise and fall, the heartbeats of the two seemed to resonate, playing in concert.

She raised her head slightly, looking at Huang Xize with watery eyes, her lips parted slightly, making a silent invitation.

Huang Xize stared at her intently, his gaze was deep, his breath fell on Ye Ying's skin hotly, and finally he couldn't bear to suppress it.

Ye Ying closed her eyes and greeted her.

Then... kissed his neck.

With a soft "click", the bedside lamp was turned off, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Huang Xize retracted the body that had been leaning out to turn off the light, and held her in his arms, speaking calmly, "Sleep."

Ye Ying: ...

It took her a long time to recover. In the darkness, Ye Ying raised her head from Huang Xize's arms with difficulty, she couldn't believe it.

Weasel, can't you? !