Immediately afterwards, Bai Siye was beaten by five ghost kings.

None of them used spiritual power, and only used this primitive fighting method to extinguish Bai Siye's sharp energy.

Within a minute, he was wailing, "Ahhh ”

After another minute, the demon died down and was taken to the underworld by the five ghost kings.

The night breeze was very cool, and Xia Yan shivered.

Lu Bingwen walked to Xia Yan's side, he felt that Xia Yan was still a little hot, so he touched his forehead and found that Xia Yan burned even more.

Lu Bingwen immediately teleported back to the bedroom with his wife.

He put Xia Yan on the bed, held Xia Yan's hand and said, "Don't run around when you get sick in the future, you will burn even more." ”

Xia Yan nodded and said softly, "I'm just a little worried about you." ”

Lu Bingwen smiled lightly and said, "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" ”

Xia Yan shook his head, every time he was sick, his appetite was not very good, and he didn't want to eat anything.

But he hadn't eaten all night, Lu Bingwen turned around and gave Xia Yan hot milk, and said, "I still have to eat a little." ”

Xia Yan slowly followed to the kitchen, hugged Lu Bingwen from behind, and said, "Brother." ”

Lu Bingwen said: "Huh? ”

"The way you just fought......" Xia Yan gently bent his eyes and smiled, "It's quite handsome." ”

Lu Bingwen was stunned, and looked back at Xia Yan who was holding him.

After Xia Yan became ill, she not only loved to be coquettish, but also a little clingy.

He's only nineteen years old, and he's really cute when he looks like a coquette.

The aroma of milk came from the microwave oven, Lu Bingwen took out the milk, personally picked up the bowl to feed his wife milk, and said, "Come, drink milk." ”

Xia Yan obediently lowered his head and drank half a bowl, tilted his little head, leaned on Lu Bingwen's shoulder and said, "I don't want to drink the rest." ”

"Hmm." Lu Bingwen drank Xia Yan's remaining milk, "Go to sleep?" ”

"I want to sleep, but my brother won't leave." Xia Yan raised his eyes and looked at Lu Bingwen, "Sleep with me, okay?" ”

Don't say that he just slept with Xia Yan, Lu Bingwen felt that at this moment, if Xia Yan wanted him to go to the divine realm to steal a treasure, he would do it.

"Okay." Lu Bingwen covered Xia Yan with a quilt, "I'll accompany you." ”

Xia Yan's body was aching because of the fever, and he couldn't sleep with frowning all the time. But he didn't cry out in pain, he just leaned on Lu Bingwen's side a little tiredly, and from time to time he had to flash his beautiful eyes.

Lu Bingwen gently rubbed Xia Yan's temples, and a steady stream of spiritual power entered Xia Yan's body from the temples.

"Yanyan, close your eyes and sleep, it won't hurt for a while."

As the owner of the highest power in the underworld, Lu Bingwen has been in charge of the life and death of human beings for thousands of years, and he has never had any wishes.

But at this moment, for the first time in his life, he had a true wish-

He hoped that Xia Yan would no longer be sick and live a healthy life.

I don't know how long it took to rub it, Xia Yan finally relaxed and fell asleep, and when he fell asleep, he was still holding one of Lu Bingwen's arms very obediently.

In the past, Lu Bingwen would not pity any weak human beings, but now he feels that it is a happy thing to be relied on.

He found that he had indulged in this gentle swamp of Xia Yan, and he was sinking deeper and deeper.

But perhaps because the weather was cold, the virus also took advantage of the situation, and Xia Yan was sick for several days.

When the fever subsided, he still had some cough, and he had no energy, and he would have a low-grade fever at night.

Lu Bingwen asked the counselor for two days off for him, and took care of Xia Yan, the little sick person.

Xia Yan has been sleeping basically these days and eating very little.

But he is very well-behaved, Lu Bingwen feeds him food and medicine, and he will eat it obediently.

Because of the sore throat, his voice became very hoarse, and he had to become a sick beauty who was bedridden after being knocked down by the virus.

Lu Bingwen brought honey water to let Xia Yan moisten his throat, hugged Xia Yan like a doll, and asked, "Are you better today?" ”

Xia Yan nodded and said softly, "It's much better." ”

Lu Bingwen heard that he had a thick nasal voice, took a piece of toilet paper and put it on Xia Yan's little nose, and Xia Yan also blew his nose unceremoniously.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have been bothering you." Xia Yan was a little helpless, "Actually, I'm also a very troublesome kind of human being, and you're really good at picking a wife." ”

Lu Bingwen smiled sullenly, only thinking that Xia Yan was very cute.

He gently patted Xia Yan's thin back and said, "Why do you want to say I'm sorry, isn't it right for my husband to take care of my wife?" ”

Xia Yan's cheeks flushed slightly, and he fell on Lu Bingwen's lap to rest.

Since they got married, they have been doing double meditation at least two or three times a week, and recently they have been doing it more frequently, sometimes five times a week.

But because he was sick recently, Lu Bingwen didn't touch him for a week, but just accompanied him to do a lot of boring things, which made Xia Yan realize once again that Lu Bingwen's interest in him didn't seem to come from his body.

There was another assignment in the class group, and it had to be turned in before tomorrow, so Xia Yan slowly moved to the computer and opened the CAD with difficulty.

"Stop drawing." Lu Bingwen carried Xia Yan back to the bed, "You're sick like this, what kind of homework are you still writing?" ”

Xia Yan sighed and said, "However, I have to pay it tomorrow." ”

Lu Bingwen looked at the homework requirements and said, "Then I'll draw it for you." ”

He has lived for thousands of years, knows countless knowledge of ancient and modern China and foreign countries, and the homework of college students is not a problem at all.

Xia Yan has lent others countless homework copies since he was a child, but he never imagined that now there is a good male ghost who wants to write homework for him.

"Is that okay?" Xia Yan said softly, "You are the Emperor of Xudu, let you do these ......"

Lu Bingwen was already sitting in front of Xia Yan's computer and said, "It's okay, I'll finish painting, if you feel dissatisfied, change it." ”

Xia Yan was suspicious, he fell asleep groggily, and when he woke up, his ghost husband was still painting his homework.

Xia Yan wrapped himself in the quilt and moved to Lu Bingwen's side, only to be shocked to find that Lu Bingwen's painting was quite good.

"Brother." Xia Yan's bright eyes looked at Lu Bingwen, "You are so amazing." ”

In the past, Xia Yan only thought that Lu Bingwen was good at catching ghosts, but now he feels that his ghost husband is also a very powerful good male ghost in life.

Lu Bingwen raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just a homework, Mrs. doesn't have to take it to heart." ”

Xia Yan leaned over and gently kissed the corner of Lu Bingwen's lips, and leaned on Lu Bingwen's shoulder, as if thanking his ghost husband.

Lu Bingwen looked down at Xia Yan and said, "Can I ask for other rewards?" ”

Xia Yan nodded.

Lu Bingwen chuckled: "Call my husband." ”

Xia Yan blushed for a while, and slowly squirmed back to the bed, although he also called Lu Bingwen "ghost husband" when he was half-joking, but now he is a little shy.

"My throat hurts, I can't speak," he said. ”

Lu Bingwen leaned over and pressed Xia Yan under him, leaned over and kissed Xia Yan's lips, and said to Xia Yan with a chuckle: "You are really not good." ”

His little sick man was almost out of breath, Xia Yan gently pushed him away, and said lightly with a red face: "...... Husband, don't bully me. ”

His soft tone was really cute, and in the next second, Xia Yan was hugged by Lu Bingwen again.

"Hmm." Lu Bingwen let go of him, "I won't bully you today, the future will be long, good wife." ”

Chapter 51: The Beauty and the Old Rascal

The drawings that freshmen need to draw are relatively simple, and most of them are interior design, but it is not easy to have both practicality and aesthetics.

Lu Bingwen painted it in Xia Yan's habits, and the works he painted were very perfect, Xia Yan checked it carefully, and felt that there was nothing that needed to be changed, so he asked Lu Bingwen to help him hand it in.

He was lying on the bed, watching Lu Bingwen send himself homework with his mailbox, and he always felt that he was making Emperor Xudu do some inconsequential little things.

He leaned on the pillow and stared at Lu Bingwen's back, but Lu Bingwen looked back at this moment and met Xia Yan's gaze.

Lu Bingwen came to Xia Yan's side and said, "It turns out that Mrs. often peeks at her husband. ”

Xia Yan said slowly: "I am looking at it above board. ”

Lu Bingwen lay down on Xia Yan's side, Xia Yan pillowed on one of Lu Bingwen's arms, and asked a question that had been confused for a long time in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Brother." Xia Yan said, "Is your birthday the ninth day of the ninth lunar month?" ”

It is about to be the ninth day of the ninth month of September, the ninth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar is a more important festival of Taoism, according to legend, many immortals are soaring on this day, and the emperor of the Northern Yin Yudu was also born on this day. At the same time, this day is also the Chung Yeung Festival for the elderly of mankind.

Lu Bingwen told Xia Yan that he had not been a human being, but Xia Yan thought that as long as he existed in the world, there would definitely be a day of birth, which was also a birthday.

"Not really." Lu Bingwen hooked the corners of his mouth, "It was just a day for human beings to worship me, not that I was really born on that day." My real birthday was on the 29th day of the ninth lunar month, 3,135 years ago on the 20th day of November in the solar calendar. ”

Xia Yan was stunned, he didn't expect the old rascal to be three thousand one hundred and thirty-five years old?

He subconsciously said, "...... So you're a Scorpio. ”

Lu Bingwen said: "Madame still believes in constellations? ”

Xia Yan was silent for a few seconds, and looked at Lu Bingwen with some resentment, he didn't believe it, but Lu Bingwen, the old rascal, was quite a scorpion.

Energetic, possessive, and desired. The hope is also very strong.

Lu Bingwen is usually personable, but he is very domineering in the matter of marrying a wife, he took a fancy to Xia Yan, and never thought of letting Xia Yan reject him, because of the huge disparity in strength, Xia Yan couldn't run away at all.

Even if he sleeps with a nineteen-year-old male college student at a fraction of Lu Bingwen's age, he can be called an old rascal.

"So my brother has been abstinent for more than 3,000 years." Xia Yan raised his eyes to look at Lu Bingwen, and sighed with some disbelief, "Then why did you become ......like this when you got married?"

Lu Bingwen gently hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "What has become of you when you get married?" ”

“…… Rogue look. Xia Yan removed Lu Bingwen's hand from his waist, "You are more than three thousand years old, why are you not serious yet." ”

Lu Bingwen gently pinched Xia Yan's chin and looked at Xia Yan's beautiful facial features seriously, as if he was examining and appreciating it.

"Because Madame is too beautiful, she looks very easy to hug."

Xia Yan only felt that the places that Lu Bingwen had seen were covered with scorching temperature, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the moment he met Lu Bingwen's gaze, he was blocked by a deep kiss to block all his complaints, and he could only clumsily respond to this bad boy with a wet kiss.

Lu Bingwen rolled Xia Yan's tongue and drove straight in, his kiss was extremely aggressive, but it was extremely sexy.