Su Mengxing was very depressed to find that he was under house arrest.

The door to the villa was blocked by an invisible membrane that bounced back when she wanted to go out.

She doesn't have to go to school, she can't go to the company, even if she just wants to let herself go out and let her go.

As for the molten corpse who circles around her all day long, since she and Xuanye walked home that day, I don't know what blow she suffered, and she locked herself in a small room all day long, and her self-pitying figure made people unbearable to look at it.

So, Su Mengxing, who was so bored at home that she panicked, had to call and chat with Qin Sisi over and over again to relieve her boredom, but it was not a matter to call people every day, and people were also busy with their own affairs, and she was very sad to find that in the phone book in her mobile phone, there were only four people who could be contacted: aunt, cousin, Qin Sisi and Han Lin, and a certain president didn't seem to have the habit of using a mobile phone.

Su Mengxing, who was so bored, was about to grow mushrooms on the top of his head.

The culprit of this phenomenon, the president of a famous design company, was at home with a leisurely face, staring at her with a smile on her face and the figure of the film being entangled day by day.

She was angry, glared at the guy who was lying lazily on the sofa and pretending to sleep, and said angrily, "How long are you going to lock me up?" ”

"Until you can break that barrier yourself." He smiled evilly, and slowly pecked at the fragrant flower tea.

Su Mengxing grinded his teeth and was silent.

After she and Xuanye walked home that day, it was originally a warm and sweet scene that made people feel numb to the point of goosebumps, but a certain person with a tendon somehow became curious about going to the underworld that day.

Of course, the president was very friendly and caring, and said a little bit about what happened that day, and then his face became more and more difficult to look at, and the evil smile made Su Mengxing tremble.

zuihou, the president suddenly said with a gentle face, "In order to prevent this kind of accident from happening, you need special training." ”

Then, the next day, she was locked up.

But it's ...... How do you want her to be specially trained, the sparring partner can't find anyone, even if she sees it at a glance, she slips away quickly, even if she is lucky enough to catch it, it is also the little appearance of the aggrieved as if she was robbed of a people's girl, Su Mengxing had a headache when she looked at it, and let it go as soon as her heart softened, and she really didn't have the heart to treat its little psychological trauma.

As for the matter of cultivation, Xuanye only told her a trick that was equivalent to not saying: self-comprehension.

So she was so depressed that she had nothing to do, so she had to shift her energy to cooking after her practice failed.

Three meals a day, all of which have delicacies of different colors and appearances, are served on the table, and there is no repetition for several days.

Xuanye naturally became a taster of these delicious dishes, but fortunately, Su Mengxing's cooking skills are indeed excellent, although he has created a few incredible dishes, but it is still within the range of human consumption, and the taste is unexpectedly good.

As a result, the president, who is very picky about food, can slowly accept it, and occasionally has some yearning for eating, and every time he sees a busy little figure in the kitchen, he will always irrepressibly show a relieved smile.

It's a pity that Su Mengxing still hasn't made much progress in cultivation, and her leisurely little days every day have also worn down her fighting spirit, she no longer grabs that thin enchantment membrane every day, but occasionally stands at the door, looking at the blue sky outside the house and sighing, the lonely figure seems to have turned gray in the background behind her, like a resentful woman raised in a deep boudoir.

Maybe the president couldn't stand it anymore, about half a month after being locked up, Xuanye, who had enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, suddenly grabbed her, hugged her petite waist and kissed her face, and asked with an evil smile: "The company is holding a fashion design competition, do you want to participate?" ”

What does it mean to participate in a fashion design competition, she needs to gather inspiration, buy materials, and of course, not have to spend her time in this shabby villa every day!

She had no reason to refuse at all, and immediately nodded like pounding garlic, and just yelled angrily: "Mother, I'm finally free!"

Xuanye stared at her incomparably excited little appearance and smiled, but he didn't notice it himself, that smile was extremely spoiled.

But such a smile was collected by Su Mengxing without omission, and a thud in his heart was agitated, so sweet that it was about to drip water, and the corners of the man's crooked eyes in front of him coincided with the soft eyebrows and eyes of the purple-robed man in the dream, which made people feel indescribable.

The face is slightly red, the two have been getting along like a real couple for half a month, and even more like a newlywed, there are always some intimate small interactions, occasionally holding her like a wolf and gnawing her lips, sucking her tongue, and the fluttering feeling always makes her almost unsteady, but since that day's dinner, Xuanye has never had a move beyond kissing her.

And Su Mengxing, who gradually understood the knowledge of the demon world, roughly knew that the beautiful man next to him who was mixed in the human world was a big man in the demon world, and every time he kissed himself, it was just like the daily needs of human beings to eat and drink - absorb essence.

The essence in her body is his food.

But even so, she couldn't help but sink into his gentle movements and doting tone......

"Prepare well in the evening, the fashion design competition will be held on Christmas Day, tell me if you need anything, and take you to the company tomorrow." Xuanya's words interrupted her thoughts.

"Then I'll go back to my room to review it well, I haven't touched my pen for a few days, I'm afraid I'm rusty." She smiled crookedly.

Genya nodded in acquiescence.

"I'll hand over the chopsticks to you." With that, she snickered and left a mess of the dining table, and jumped upstairs happily.

"Clever little girl." Xuanye was stunned and laughed on the spot, and then flicked his hand, and the bowls and pans with oil-stained vegetable leaves on the table immediately became new, and obediently flew into the air and all ran into the cupboard.

On the second floor, Su Mengxing was just about to open the door of his room, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the door of Xuanye's room next door.

After being slightly surprised, she suddenly turned her head and glanced at the staircase, there was no movement downstairs, Xuanye should be washing dishes, right? Speaking of which, the guy had never washed the dishes, and every time he finished eating, he lazily lay on the sofa like a gentleman.

As if by surprise, she walked to the room where the door was hidden, pushed it open with trepidation, and then quickly closed it.

Her heart was beating nervously, and with a snap, she pressed the switch of the overhead light with bated breath, and the violet-toned room jumped into view.

The layout here is not much different from her room, but the area is slightly larger, and it always exudes a strong sense of luxury.

It's just that a painting hanging on an easel in the corner of the room made Su Mengxing gasp, stunned in place, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.