Chapter 112 Xie Bian has some tea


Chapter 112 Xie Bian is a little teay

"Didn't you say that you will never cook or make desserts again? Why do we have these things in this house? And they seem to be used frequently?"

Looking at Xie Bian's slightly questioning eyes, Fan Wujiu said: ... Damn it, we were discovered!

Fan Wujiu knew that although Xie Bian looked aloof and taciturn, he was also very greedy for his cooking skills.

But how can he do this kind of job of being a househusband?

So, he told Xie Bian that he would never do it again, and even if he did, he would never forget his brother. As a result...

"What is that in your hand?" At that moment, Xie Bian saw something in Fan Wu Jiu's hand with sharp eyes.

"No, it's nothing." No, he can't be seen by his brothers, otherwise he will definitely be laughed at.

Xie Bian could tell that something was wrong with Fan Wujiu's appearance.

He knows that he and Fan Wujiu are equally worthy in terms of force, and it is definitely not possible to use force against Fan Wujiu. In this case...

Xie Bian lowered his eyes, looking a little sad.

"Wu Jiu, do you not regard me as a brother anymore?"

"Recently, you and I have had less contact. We haven't been together since the last Ghost Festival. Let’s drink together.”

“Have you found a new and better friend or brother?”

“The meals and desserts you made should also be shared with that new friend. Brother, let’s eat it.”

"No blame, it doesn't matter if you don't show me or tell me."

"Although we have thousands of years of brotherhood, I know that many relationships cannot last long. .”

“Then I’ll leave first, this time it’s me. I'm bothering you."

"Next time, forget it, I won't bother you if nothing happens next."

Actually, if I were a woman here, I would definitely do it. From Xie Bian's words, it seemed that he was pretending to be pitiful and teasing.

But Fan Wujiu couldn't tell.

Where has he ever seen Xie Bian, who has always been aloof and indifferent, like this?

I just felt that it was my concealment that broke Xie Bian's heart.

After all, if one day Xie Bian hides something from him, he will definitely feel uncomfortable.

After thousands of years of getting along, they have become more than just colleagues and friends, but also good brothers who can give life to each other.

So, just when Xie Bian was about to run away, Fan Wujiu felt relieved, stretched out his hand in front of Xie Bian, spread his hands, and said, "Forget it, if you want to see it, just watch it."

Xie Bian knew Fan Wujiu’s character. Even though Fan Wujiu claimed to be a dignified person, he was also majestic in front of the ghosts.

But Xie Bian knew that Fan Wujiu was actually very pure and had no scheming intentions.

He is decisive, sincere, and always has a light in his heart.

Xie Bian knew that in comparison, he sometimes seemed scheming and complicated.

He also knew that what he just said was so despicable.

He also knew that Fan Wu Jiu would definitely be honest in front of him after he said that.

As expected.

However, when Xie Bian saw clearly what was in Fan Wujiu's palm, he was stunned.

“This, what is this?!”

"As you can see, it's a clay figurine."

Xie Bian: I know it's a clay figurine, but how could you have such a thing and cherish it so much? There are two clay figurines, one male and one female. The male among them, Isn't it Fan Wujiu himself?

"I made this myself..." Fan Wujiu whispered, his face slightly red.

Huh?

What's going on?

Why was Fan Wujiu blushing and looking like he was in love for the first time?

Looking at the female clay figurine again, Xie Bian suddenly had an incredible guess.

"Fan Wujiu, couldn't you..."

"Yes, she is my destined wife in the future!" Xie Bi'an:? ? ?

...

Fan Wujiu carefully placed the two clay figurines, opened another bottle of beer, and drank with Xie Bian, talking while drinking.

Slowly, Xie Bian learned the whole story.

It turns out that what Fan Wujiu hid from him was never about the succession of Emperor Hades. The unspeakable task given to Fan Wujiu by Emperor Hades was also to protect Xu Qingling.

Xu Qingling is the director of the Fengdu Leave Requesting Department, which has been a hot topic in the underworld recently.

That girl turned out to be Fan Wujiu's destined wife.

As for Fan Wujiu’s blue phoenix-feather skirt, he knew the origin of that skirt and what name it contained.

“I, I didn’t expect that the little girl picked it up so easily and put it on automatically.”

“You don’t even know how much I felt at that time. Shocked."

"But that little girl looks so good in that dress, as if it was tailor-made for her."

Seeing Fan Wujiu talking about the so-called "little girl" with a smile on his face, he was so stupid that he thought he was the silly son of a landlord.

At this moment, Xie Bian knew that Fan Wu Jiu had fallen into it.

No wonder.

No wonder those kitchen utensils are making a comeback.

It turned out to be to please my future wife.

etc.

Xie Bian suddenly remembered another thing. He looked at the two clay figures and made a bold guess in his heart, "Could you have made these two clay figures as well?"
< br>Fan Wujiu's eyes immediately became erratic.

“What I pinched was just a casual pinch.”

“Just, I suddenly became interested.”

"I'm not here to pinch you. I'm very dark and unpredictable. I work in the hospital during the day and catch ghosts at night. Where do I have the time?"

Xie Bian looked at Fan Wujiu's explanation quietly.

There was something else he didn’t understand about Fan Wujiu.

Although he tried his best to deny it, looking at the exquisiteness of the two clay figurines, the details were handled very well.

You know that the two clay figures were carefully made by him.

Especially the female clay figurine in blue dress was very thoughtful.

This guy still can't change his habit of being too straight.

That is to say, he understands Fan Wujiu. People who don’t understand him may misunderstand him.

"I thought you hid things from me because your adoptive father wanted to pass the throne to you." Xie Bian took a sip of wine and said.

"Passing down the throne? Oh, I did hear my adoptive father talk about this, but your adoptive father's preferred candidate has always been you."

Xie Bian's drinking gesture was like a pause, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. My adoptive father told me that you are very capable and fair in dealing with things. Who should you not be responsible for? Shouldn't I be? ?”

“I can’t, My adoptive father said that I am not suitable, and I don’t want to be.”

“I just want to be my Hei Wuchang. It would be great to be free. Being the Emperor of Hades also requires reading official documents and being in charge of the entire underworld. It’s troublesome.”

Xie Bian was silent.

It turned out that he had misunderstood everything.

The adoptive father wanted him to take over.

And Fan Wujiu didn't care about that position.

It’s ridiculous that he had a grudge against these two people before because of this incident. Now that he thinks about it, he feels a bit ridiculous and very inappropriate.

(End of this chapter)

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