"Boss, I have to say, your family is quite big."
On the sofa, Zhou Yan and Jiang Lianyi sat together and watched the TV, which was playing the episode of the 86 version of Journey to the West: Three Fights against the Bone Demon.
"Yeah." Jiang Lianyi responded softly. She was watching the TV intently, and at the same time, she did not forget to point to her small mouth.
"Boss, you don't have any skills yourself?" Zhou Yan said angrily.
"Salary deduction." Jiang Lianyi said directly.
"It's still good." Zhou Yan poked a small piece of watermelon with a toothpick and brought it to Jiang Lianyi's mouth. Jiang Lianyi went up and ate it in one bite.
"By the way, don't call me boss at home." Jiang Lianyi reminded again.
"What's your name? Do you want me to call you wife?" Zhou Yan asked.
"Called...called Lianyi." Jiang Lianyi said softly. When she said this, her face turned red.
"Okay, Ripple." Zhou Yan poked a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and put it in his mouth.
A scene of the White-Bone Demon appeared on the TV, and Jiang Lianyi suddenly asked: "Zhou Yan, what do you think the White-Bone Demon looks like?"
"It's not that good. It's not as good-looking as you. If you play the role of the White Bone Demon, I'm afraid Monkey Sun won't be able to hit him with the first blow." Zhou Yan said with a smile.
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Lianyi scolded.
"To be honest, why don't you let others praise you for your good looks?" Zhou Yan curled his lips.
"You know the truth." Jiang Lianyi rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan. Jiang Lianyi felt quite relieved to be praised so much by Zhou Yan.
"Will the salary be increased?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"Can you please not mention the salary?"
Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan, and then cautiously glanced at a room with a closed door. Ping-pong-pong-pong sounds could often be heard in the room.
"Okay, don't mention it." Zhou Yan shut up at the right moment.
"By the way, Zhou Yan, my dad didn't make things difficult for you, right?" Jiang Lianyi asked.
"It's not a problem, it's just that this old man can't play chess well and still keeps cheating." Zhou Yan put another piece of watermelon into his mouth.
"Who are you talking about, old man?" Jiang Lianyi rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan, but she still breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that Zhou Yan was only focused on eating watermelon, Jiang Lianyi pointed to her small mouth again, and the implication was self-evident.
"No more. I won't cut any more fruits. These are all mine."
Zhou Yan directly put the remaining watermelon on the plate into his mouth.
"You..." Jiang Lianyi stared blankly at the empty plate.
"Lianyi, why don't you go downstairs and cut some more?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
Jiang Lianyi rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan and started watching TV.
She didn't want to talk to this little bastard anymore, it was too annoying.
At this moment, a door opened and Zhang Juan walked out holding a large box.
"Come, Xiao Zhou, let me show you something rare." Zhang Juan walked over with a smile.
"Mom, how did you get all this done?" Jiang Lianyi was obviously panicked.
"What's this?" Zhang Juan put down the big box and sat next to Zhou Yan.
"Xiao Zhou, look, this is a photo of Lianyi when she was a child."
Zhang Juan took out a photo album, put it on his lap, and was about to open it.
Jiang Lianyi panicked. She crossed over to Zhou Yan and held down the photo album.
"Don't turn it over." Jiang Lianyi said in a panic.
"What's the point? Isn't Xiao Zhou your boyfriend? What's the point of showing your boyfriend what you looked like when you were a child?"
Zhang Juan said nonchalantly.
"Is it possible that Xiao Zhou was really hired by you?" Zhang Juan asked suspiciously.
"No." Jiang Lianyi refused.
"That ripple, don't touch that place." Zhou Yan reminded in a low voice.
"Ah?" Jiang Lianyi instantly realized where her left hand was, and hurriedly took it away, then sat back down with a blushing face.
"The big girl's family is not in good shape. Who will give me grandchildren in the future?" Zhang Juan scolded.
Zhou Yan: ....
"Come on, Xiao Zhou, this is a photo of Lianyi when she was 3 years old."
Zhang Juan opened the photo album, pointed to a photo and smiled.
Zhou Yan took the photo album, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "It's quite cute."
The 3-year-old CEO Jiang had two braided braids, a pretty face, and a red sweater. He just stood there with a cute look on his face.
It's really cute.
"Don't look around." Jiang Lianyi reminded.
"Shut up and watch TV." Zhang Juan said directly.
"Oh." Jiang Lianyi responded in a low voice. At this moment, she still looked like a resolute and resolute CEO, just like a shy girl.
"Haha, Ripple, were you so fat before?"
Zhou Yan looked at the young Jiang Lianyi who looked like a chubby girl and chuckled.
Jiang Lianyi watched the TV in trance. Her right hand held the corner of her clothes tightly and kept ravaging her, just like she was ravaging Zhou Yan.
"No." Zhang Juan smiled from ear to ear. Seeing Zhou Yan's reaction, she became more and more certain that Zhou Yan was her daughter's boyfriend. After all, if he was really hired, he wouldn't speak so casually.
"Come to Zhou Yan and look at the compositions Lianyi wrote when she was a child."
Zhang Juan took out another thick book from inside.
There were three words written on it: composition text. Zhou Yan looked at it and saw that it was a diary written in third grade.
"Don't read this." Jiang Lianyi whispered.
"What I want to see, what I want to see, let Xiao Zhou know more about you." Zhang Juan said directly.
Jiang Lianyi looked for help on Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan was indifferent and took the composition with interest.
Jiang Lianyi gritted his teeth, why did he bring such a bastard with him?
"Lianyi's composition must be read carefully."
Zhou Yan ignored Jiang Lianyi's embarrassed expression. He glanced at the cover of the composition book. The calligraphy was very beautiful. He must have practiced calligraphy.
President Jiang probably had a lot of extra lessons when he was a child, and Zhou Yan also sympathized with him.
He lay back on the sofa and opened the composition book.
"My dream." Zhou Yan glanced at the title of the first essay.
One thing to say, President Jiang’s calligraphy is really beautiful, and the neat and graceful small characters inside the frame are very attractive.
"Don't read it out." Jiang Lianyi was a little anxious.
"Sit calmly, you are still like a child even though you are an adult, even Xiao Zhou is calmer than you." Zhang Juan scolded.
Jiang Lianyi stopped talking and just looked at her composition eagerly.
"My dream...my dream is to eat a lot of delicious food, Wangwang Snow Cake, QQ Candy, Broken Ice, KFC..."
Zhou Yan read it out with a smile. He didn't expect President Jiang to be a hidden foodie, but that's right. He used to pester him to make delicious food.
Zhou Yan wanted to continue reading, but he saw the composition text being taken away by Jiang Lianyi.
She held the composition tightly in her arms and glared at Zhou Yan: "Don't read it."
"You are so grown up and you are still shy." Zhang Juan said angrily. She looked at Zhou Yan and said with a smile: "Lianyi has a bad temper, Xiao Zhou, please forgive me."
"Well, Auntie, I actually think Ripple is quite cute." Zhou Yan said with a smile.
"Really."
The more Zhang Juan looked at it, the more he felt that Zhou Yan was a perfect match for his daughter. Handsome and polite young men are hard to find these days.
"You know the truth."
Jiang Lianyi rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan, then looked at Zhang Juan: "Mom, I'm entering the bedroom."
Jiang Lianyi stood up, still holding the composition book in her hand.
"Take Xiao Zhou in and have a look." Zhang Juan said with a smile.
"No." Jiang Lianyi said quickly.
"Isn't Xiao Zhou your boyfriend? What's the big deal?"
Zhang Juan looked at Zhou Yan and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhou, the weather is hot now. You and Lianyi should go to the bedroom to sit for a while."
"Okay, Auntie."
Zhou Yan smiled and said, he stood up directly, approached Jiang Lianyi, and said softly: "Let's go, take me to see."
Jiang Lianyi originally wanted to refuse, but for no reason, Jiang Lianyi still said softly: "Okay."
Maybe it's because I want to avoid my mother.
Zhou Yan looked at President Jiang's look and thought it was very cute. He directly took President Jiang's composition out of her arms, and then took President Jiang's little hand.
Jiang Lianyi glared at Zhou Yan, but without any attack, she directly held Zhou Yan's hand and dragged him towards a bedroom.
It's okay to go to the bedroom and stay there for a while, and then let her mother talk. I'm afraid she really won't have any secrets in front of Zhou Yan.
The bedroom was near the east. Jiang Lianyi took Zhou Yan directly to the door of the bedroom.
"Go in later and don't look around, you know?" Jiang Lianyi asked.
"Okay, boss." Zhou Yan smiled, "Promise not to look around."
"That's okay."
Jiang Lianyi opened the bedroom door directly.
Seeing the scene in the bedroom, Zhou Yan swallowed and froze on the spot.
And Jiang Lianyi was also stunned.
President Jiang has only one thought now.
It's over.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
