"Let's set it up first." He took out a box of cinnabar from his bag and handed it to Qingyuan.

Qing Yuan blinked: "What is this for?" ”

"Circle this area of ours with cinnabar, and don't miss it at all." Hell is concise and to the point.

Qing Yuan nodded, and Qing Rong came over with a flattering smile: "Ying Shao, what can I do?" ”

Shenchen glanced at him and pointed to the sofa chair next to him: "You just sit there for a while, no matter what happens, don't leave that chair." ”

Qingrong nodded doggedly, sat on the sofa chair honestly, and before the smile on his face could be withdrawn, he heard Mingchen say coldly: "It's up to you to attract that resentful soul later." ”

Qing Rong's smile froze, and he was about to stand up reflexively, but he didn't look at him, but shouted in a low voice as if he had been staring at him: "Don't move!" If you get up from that sofa chair, I don't guarantee your life. ”

Qing Rong's hand holding the armrest of the chair was slowly lowered, and his face was dish: "But...... Hell, will something happen to me like this? ”

Shenchen threw a piece of talisman paper to Qing Rong: "I guarantee that your life is not in danger." "There's no guarantee of anything else.

Qing Rong held the rune paper as if he was holding a rare treasure, and then carefully folded it and put it into the inner pocket of his clothes.

Qingyuan's mother sneered on the sofa, looking a little crazy: "Look at your timid appearance, I don't know how I fell in love with you blindly." ”

Qing Rong's face turned slightly blue: "You shameless woman, now you only have your little white-faced adulterer in your eyes, how can other people get into your face?" ”

"You don't have a face for yourself, our son still wants a face, shut your mouth."

Qingyuan's mother snorted coldly, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of meanness: "That's better than you, a woman from a good family, and forcing people to death." ”

"You!" Qingrong pointed at her, so angry that her hands were trembling. Shake.

"Shut up!" Hades frowned and interrupted them impatiently.

At this time, Qingyuan also sprinkled cinnabar, and his expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't see the quarrel between his parents just now: "Is there anything else I need to do?" ”

Hades shook his head: "Bringing that resentful soul here, I need to solve it with the cat, and wait for her to wake up." ”

Qing Rong nodded, and then poured a glass of water for Shenchen and sat down on the sofa next to him.

There was silence here, but Qing Rong was in a hurry, he stood up, sweating all over his head: "This, this, Ming Shao, how long will it take for this Miss Meng to wake up?" I also have an important big contract this afternoon. ”

Shenchen's eyes were cold, and he was about to speak, but Qingyuan stood up and bowed to Mingchen: "Mingshao, I'm sorry, I'll apologize to you instead of him." ”

Shenchen glanced at Qing Yuan, lowered his head and helped Meng Yao arrange the blanket.

Qing Yuan looked at Qing Rong, there was no longer the warmth and worship in his eyes, and even his voice was cold: "Your business and your life, which is more important, don't you know?" ”

Qing Rong's face was choked by Qing Yuan's words, and he wanted to scold and was afraid that he would not care about himself, so he could only sit down with that breath, and his face was bruised and purple.

Qingyuan's mother sneered disdainfully, but she also cared about Qingyuan and didn't say anything.

There was an instant silence in the living room, and there was no sound except for the sound of each other's breathing.