Two o'clock in the morning.

Qianwan stood at the door, looking at the person who was already asleep on the single sofa inside, and pursed her thin lips.

Walking over slowly, I sorted out the sheet music on his coffee table, and saw a glass test tube pressed under the score, picked it up and glanced at it, there were still some traces of ginger in it.

Qianwan frowned.

This smell......

It's mermaid blood.

And it's also a mixed breed merman.

This kind of species that has been repudiated by the Six Realms, there are people who really dare to touch the Heavenly Dao and try it, not afraid of heaven's curse, not afraid of falling into the Abi Hell after death, and the soul will be burned by ghost fire for eternity.

Qianye's expression was indifferent, and the temperature under her eyes dropped to freezing all of a sudden.

"Whoever does it, will be punished."

[Hui Shenji, this blood should belong to the mixed race of mermaids and other races, but ...... Xiaoxian didn't know why he suddenly appeared here. 】

Yue Lao's tone was a little more serious, [It's okay if it's a mixture of the two races, but this bloody and yin, and the ginger surface is covered with evil qi, I'm afraid that it also involves several animals. 】

Qianwan squinted slightly, and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with him?" ”

Knowing who he was talking about, Yue Lao hurriedly flipped over the water mirror, and then touched his chest and swore an assurance, [Shen Ji rest assured, the water mirror is backtracking, and it has nothing to do with this mortal. 】

"Hmm."

Shen Ziqian seemed to feel a little cold, and unconsciously shrunk into a ball, his black hair obediently covered the phoenix eyes, and his eyelashes were slightly curled, with a trace of fragility.

Qianwan took the thin quilt and covered him, his cold fingertips touched the tears in the corners of his eyes, and he sighed helplessly.

I hope you don't want to become a catastrophe for this god.

"Don't go......" Shen Ziqian still had tears in the corners of his eyes, as if he was not sleeping well.

Qianye pursed her lips.

The back of his hand was pressed against his forehead, and the young man's frowning brow slowly loosened, and suddenly quieted down, "Sleep well." ”

……

Following.

The sunlight spilled into the room, and it was a little harsh.

Shen Ziqian opened his eyes and saw more than a dozen missed calls on his mobile phone, all of which were from the company and Lin Shan.

I sat up from the sofa and rubbed my aching shoulders, only to find that he was covered with a quilt and the music scores on the coffee table were placed aside.

Unconsciously shouted, "Luo Qianwan." ”

Seeing that no one responded, he strangely went out of the room and went downstairs to look.

"Awake?"

A voice came from the other side of the table.

Shen Ziqian walked over, just in time to see the man sitting at the dining table with a black face, shaking a cup of tea in his hand repeatedly, and asked, "Early in the morning, what are you doing sitting here?" ”

"Wait for dinner." Qianwan glanced at him coldly, and his tone was not very pleasant.

the groove.

My aunt and grandmother have been calling the restaurant for more than an hour.

This group of people is struggling around the bush, but they don't bring food to their aunts and grandmothers.

Shen Ziqian shook his head, took noodles, vegetables, and a few eggs from the refrigerator, and then went into the kitchen.

After a while, the kitchen wafted a little smell.

Qianye rubbed the hand of the teacup for a moment, and a pleased smile appeared in her eyes.

This kind of family fun scene that she had conceived before, but she didn't expect it to appear in Luo Qianwan's life book......

Shen Ziqian quickly cooked it, carried two bowls of noodles out, and put them in front of Qianwan, "I still have to go to the company to record a song at eight o'clock, let's make do with it first." ”

A certain god's eyes were fixed on the face in his hand, and he answered vaguely.

When Shen Ziqian saw her reaction, he got up and lost most of his anger, looked at the two bowls of noodles on the table, and frowned unhappily, did he find an assistant or an ancestor?

Joking:...... Ho ho he, mortal of the fish's lips, you don't know anything about power.

Following the goddess can only be a wife attribute.