When he returned home from Hu Cai's Q&A pavilion, he had no worries in his heart, and his mood was never better, so he happily went to the supermarket to buy a lot of vegetables and took them home to cook for himself.

She wants to eat hot pot. I used to go with my roommates. Now that the roommates are scattered everywhere, naturally they can't get together, and they don't want to go to the hot pot restaurant alone, so they have to go home and cook it by themselves. The base is ready-made, and the ingredients are also up to her, so it's actually quite simple to make. It didn't take long for the hot Sichuan hot pot to be ready. Prison drew a bowl of sauce to his liking, dipped it and ate the hot pot.

At that moment, the phone rang. It's an incoming call from a work number. Although he didn't like to be interrupted during meals, he had to pick up the phone.

"Hey, hello! Wealthy Jiangshan sales department. ”

"I received the phone, I won't use it. I'll go to you now! ”

Nani? So fast! Right now? Prison Painting looked at the delicacy he had just boiled embarrassedly, and he really didn't want to stop, so he had to bargain with this Lord of Yama boldly: "That, I'm about to have lunch now......"

The implication was that Xue Yan wanted to wait a little longer. But this step was so obvious, Xue Yan was still silent for a while and didn't answer. Just when the prison painting thought that this Yama Lord was about to lose his temper, he finally said quietly: "What age is it, women don't have to be so subtle when they invite men to dinner, right?" I can't talk to you for a long time, I didn't see that you are so shy......"

This is a big misunderstanding! Where do people want to ask you for dinner! I want you to be patient and wait a little longer, okay? How...... Ay! Prison Painting thought he was unlucky, so he had to go along with this: "I was wondering if you would have different tastes from me." I'm eating this for ordinary people in the mortal world, can you eat it? ”

Say no! The villain in his mind is secretly shouting.

"Naturally, you can eat it. I'll go now. ”

Rely on it!

"Wait, this ...... Mr. Wang, I am now at my home, not in the sales department, can you find me? Before he finished speaking, there was a knock at the door.

"Who?" Prison painting asked impatiently.

"Open the door, it's me." A low and pleasant male voice came from the mobile phone and outside the door at the same time, and he was stunned for a moment, and he knew that it was Lord Yama who was coming.

I almost forgot, these guys in the underworld have that Laoshzi Vientiane Gate, as long as you know the name and mobile phone number, you can find someone, this black technology, I really don't accept it. She is firmly drawn! It's just that in this blue sky and white day, can ghosts run to the sun and shake around?

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xue Yan wearing a well-fitting white shirt and black trousers, and holding a pink handbag that didn't match his identity standing at the door.

"Mr. Wang, it's coming so fast!" He said with a smile and hurriedly let Xue Yan into the house.

As soon as Xue Yan stepped into the house, he began to look around curiously, and stuffed the handbag into his arms and said, "Help me get it right, and then teach me how to use it." Also, call me by name in the future, what kind of rotation Mr. Wang? Nondescript. ”

The prison painting was a little speechless about this self-acquaintance, but it was hard to say anything, so he could only resign himself to holding the handbag and closing the door and entering the house.

"What are you eating? It smells good. Xue Yan followed the smell and quickly tracked down the steaming hot pot on the table.

"What is this?" He sniffed closer, but choked on the spicy smell and coughed violently for a while. The prison painting gloated from the sidelines and watched. Let you be amorous! Tell you to take the tiger's mouth! Deserve!

"It's called hot pot, how about it? Smells good, right? ”

Xue Yan ignored her gloating, sat down directly and took the bowl and chopsticks painted in prison, looking like he was ready to start, and asked the prison painting strangely: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Don't want to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks to eat? I'll get the phone after eating later, eat first, come, you're welcome. ”

Drawing a roll of the eye almost turned his life over. This Lord Yama came to her and treated this as his own home! Also, that pair of chopsticks is mine!

However, at this moment, the prison painting could only resign himself to his fate and took a pair of chopsticks, and sat opposite Xue Yan speechlessly.

Xue Yan turned a blind eye to the expression of the prison painting, took a ball with a chopstick, looked left and right, and didn't judge what was inside, so he opened his mouth and took a bite gently.

The heart of the prison painting is dripping blood. This is her favorite popping peeing cow ball, the price is not cheap, she bought five in total, this guy eats this in the first bite, and he is not afraid of choking to death!

Just as he was cursing Xue Yan in a circle, a miracle happened. But of course, it wasn't Xue Yan who was really choked to death by the cow pill, and the popping peeing cow pill he bit was "peeing"! It was filled with a lot of soup, and it all squirted out, splashing Xue Yan's face.

That handsome and dashing face! At this point, it has become an oily dish!

"This ...... What is it? Xue Yan was very embarrassed, and he was stunned motionless, a little at a loss.

Seeing that Xue Yan was deflated, he really couldn't hold back, and finally laughed out loud.

"You ......" Xue Yan's forehead hair was also stained with oil at this time, and his white shirt was unfortunately affected, looking very embarrassed. The prison painting laughed out of tears, and while sending the paper, he explained: "This is called popping pulp peeing cow pills, if you take a bite, if you don't pay attention, the soup inside will burst out, so it's called popping pulp peeing cow pills." ”

Xue Yan innocently took the tissue over, wiped it for a long time and didn't wipe it clean, and finally shouted to take a bath. Prison painting was taken aback. Although you and I have different paths, you are always a man, and I am always a woman, isn't that right? After thinking about it, the prison painting calmed Xue Yan's anxious mood and told him to wash his hair after eating, which made him settle down.

The two of them ate hot pot alive, and under the urging of Xue Yan, they cleaned up and began to get him a new mobile phone. Looking at Xue Yan's eyes shining and not seeing, he couldn't help but be proud. Look, you, the king of Hades, haven't seen as much as I do! A smartphone will excite you!

Before he could be complacent for two seconds, he was stumped by a difficult problem. The phone card taken out of Xue Yan's old-fashioned sliding mobile phone is still the kind of conventional card in the past, and the current smartphones use small cards, and the card slot is too small to fit in.

"This card is so big that you either have to cut it or you have to change it." Prison painting said.

"Shear? Can it still be used after cutting? ”

"I cut it, I guess it can't be used."

"And what else are you talking about? Don't you want to take me to a place where I can cut and change? ”

The prison painting glanced at Xue Yan with bad intentions. This Hades is also a ghost, right? When you go out in broad daylight, will it be in vain?

"What do you think? The expression is so terrifying......"

The prison painting did not ask for an exit. After all, this Lord Yama is not stupid, can he see the light and don't know? Can she be reminded? Thinking about it, he was going to lead Xue Yan out.

"Wait!" Xue Yan stopped the prison painting. The prison painting was in such a column, so I naturally thought that this guy really couldn't go out. It was really pitiful that a Yama prince was so aggrieved, so he looked at him with sympathy.

"You woman, why don't you have a normal expression for a while?" Xue Yan was chilled by her sympathetic eyes. "Didn't you just say you wanted to wash your hair? How do you go out without washing your hair? ”

I really want to wash my hair...... She just wanted to send this Lord Yama away, thinking that as long as she got him a mobile phone, he could come and go back as much as he wanted, anyway, it was just a matter of a moment, and she didn't have to worry about the image. But now I really want to go out, and if I don't wash his hair, I can't fool him.

But when he walked out the door, could ordinary people see him? Thinking of a lonely man and a widow, I want to give it to such a handsome man...... No, the male ghost does such an ambiguous thing as washing his hair, and he can't help but worry, will he, a female dick who has been single for 22 years, ignore the thirty-seven twenty-one and pounce on the other party?

Or take him to the barbershop to wash?

"I'll take you to a place dedicated to washing your hair, not far away. It was very professional there and better than my washing. ”

Xue Yan had a little greasy hair on his head, obviously very uncomfortable. When I heard that it wasn't far away, I nodded and agreed.