I'm chasing the sea in the underworld

Chapter 33

The heavy rain fell for a while, and gradually turned into light rain. The bamboo curtain moved slightly, and Jiang Jun lay in the hot water, and his whole body relaxed.

She held a handful of roses in the bathtub in her hand, and smelled them closely. There was also the fragrance of the flowers, as if they had just been picked in the morning.

Although this inn is a dark shop, it is different from the black shop Jiang Yan imagined. Not only is it not dark, but it is also very affordable and considerate. Apart from the hot water for bathing, even the food is very affordable.

Jiang Jun rubbed her head. She couldn't figure out the meaning of opening this inn here. Could it be that it was just to occupy the four azimuths of east, west, north, south, and the helm of the darkroom was too stupid.

The sound of knuckle tapping suddenly came from outside the screen in the ink-painted bamboo forest. She raised her eyes and saw Cui Wanzhou's figure walking past the screen with a set of white cotton pajamas draped on it.

With a warm heart, Jiang Jun stood up from the bathtub, walked barefoot to the screen, and picked up the clothes hanging on it.

She tried it on, and the cuffs of the pajamas were a little longer, and it was looser on her body, and it smelled nice, and it looked like it was Cui Wanzhou's.

She couldn't help but blushed, this was the first time she wore someone else's clothes.

Jiang Jun dried his hair and walked out from the inside. A gust of wind blew by and felt a little cold.

She saw Cui Wanzhou sitting at the table, her clothes were thin and her cuffs were blown up by the wind, so she walked up to her and whispered, "I'll ask Xiaoer to change a bucket of clean hot water now, you You can take a shower later."

Cui Wanzhou hummed lightly, and continued to look through the office with the life and death book in his hand.

Jiang Jun stood there, thought for a while, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, the clothes you gave are very comfortable to wear."

Cui Wanzhou put down the book of life and death in her hand, and turned her head to look at Jiang Jun. Her hair was wet and curled, scattered on her chest, evoking a graceful arc, and her blue eyes contained a layer of water vapor , The baggy clothes don't fit well, but they feel a little more slender and thin, and there is a good figure wrapped by the clothes.

If he went downstairs directly like this, he would definitely attract Deng Tuzi to come forward to tease him.

Cui Wanzhou looked at it for a few more seconds, then quickly looked away, and said in a deep voice, "Come and sit down."

Jiang Jun looked down at the clothes on her body, they were tight, although the neckline was a little bigger, she also tied the belt to the tightest so that only her fair neck could be exposed, so there was no problem.

She sat on the stool next to her as she said, looking at Cui Wanzhou's eyes with a little puzzlement.

Cui Wanzhou raised her hand, brushed the hair around Jiang Jun's neck, and cast spells from top to bottom with her fingers. White heat slowly came out from the top of her hair. Jiang Jun felt his scalp become hot, with a kind of head Feeling dizzy after entering the sauna room alone, she couldn't help but half-closed her eyes, put her hands on the edge of the table, rested her chin on it, and enjoyed it comfortably for a while.

After drying his hair, Jiang Jun fell asleep on the table.

Cui Wanzhou shook his head helplessly, reached out and tapped Jiang Jun's forehead lightly.

And Jiang Jun, who was sleeping soundly, just frowned and didn't react much.

Cui Wanzhou looked at Jiang Jun's small and delicate nose, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she poked lightly on Jiang Jun's nose until it turned slightly red, then she let go, and put one hand on her lips, the corners of her lips curled up A trace of arc that seems to be absent.

-- Well, this one looks more like a little pig.

When Jiang Jun woke up again, she was already lying on the bed. She rubbed her eyes, stared at the green gauze curtain for a while, and remembered that she needed some water for Cui Wanzhou to take a bath again.

She straightened up and immediately sat up from the bed, only to find Cui Wanzhou meditating on the bed in her pajamas.

Jiang Jun: ......? ? ?

Don't sleep in the practice at night?

If she hadn't been in a good mood, she would have been scared.

But she hadn't seen him practice before. Jiang Jun half-kneeled on the bed, leaned forward, and softly approached Cui Wanzhou's ear, turned his head and glanced at Cui Wanzhou.

She closed her eyes tightly, put her hands on her knees, and pinched her fingers. It seemed to be the same as when she was sleeping, so she could practice cultivation, which was a bit miraculous.

The hot air from Jiang Jun's breath hit Cui Wanzhou's earlobe, which disturbed her a little. She frowned, and was about to regain her concentration, but the hot air brushed her cheeks, which made her think of Jiang Jun not being with her. Be careful with the kissing picture.

The string that had been tense in my heart broke.

She put away the hand formula, her breath was slightly flustered, and one hand slowly touched her heart, she could feel her heart beating faster than usual at this moment.

Seeing Cui Wanzhou covering her heart, Jiang Jun thought that Cui Wanzhou was about to go crazy, so he quickly patted her back for fear, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Cui Wanzhou saw the black hair hanging down her hands, and thought again, and hurriedly looked away: "I'm fine."

"I'm scared to death, it's fine." Jiang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, confirmed that there was no sign of vomiting blood on Cui Wanzhou's face, and asked curiously, "Do people in the underworld practice without sleeping every night?"

Cui Wanzhou said lightly: "I am a divine book, there is no difference between sleeping and not sleeping."

Jiang Jun couldn't figure it out even more: "Hasn't the god already attained Taoism and become a fairy? Why do you still want to practice?"

Cui Wanzhou turned her head and stared at her, her black eyes were deep, and she hit the nail on the head: "You are already an eighteenth-tier actor, why do you still want to film?"

Jiang Jun felt a pain in his heart. It wasn't because she had accepted too many bad dramas before, so she could only be an [-]th-line actor. Fortunately, Cui Wanzhou didn't know that the [-]th-line actor could not be associated with a young actor. She was just a little actor. It's nothing more than a popular starlet, but she still can't reach the height of an actor, otherwise she would have gained some popularity through variety shows, so why bother acting so hard.

For the sake of her almost non-existent face, Jiang Jun could only change his words: "Because I lack money, I want to make money by filming."

Cui Wanzhou lowered her eyes and said calmly, "I'm the same as you."

Jiang Jun's suspicious eyes scanned Cui Wanzhou's body. It was just a black card, and it was a whole ingot when he went out to pay. It doesn't look like he is short of money at all.

A playful smile flashed across Cui Wanzhou's eyes, she spread her hands, and sighed: "The money for going out was paid in advance to the underworld, and the money I saved before will also pay off your debts, and now I have no money."

Jiang Jun immediately felt guilty. It was not her fault that Cui Wanzhou had no money. Last time, the domineering President Cui with a black card in his hand spent a lot of money to buy her a mobile phone. In the blink of an eye, Cui Wanzhou became a pauper.

Anyone who heard it would sigh pitifully.

Jiang Yan's heart softened, and his face turned slightly red, "Even if I sell the pot, I will return the money to you, and the mobile phone you bought for me before, I wrote it down in my notebook. "

Cui Wanzhou took a meaningful look at Jiang Jun, slightly hooked her lips, and said lightly: "I don't need money on weekdays, I just spend some money to buy some food."

"I can cook, and the food I cook is super delicious. Not only can I make your favorite biscuits, but I can also make desserts and cakes. I can learn anything you want."

Cui Wanzhou's eyelids drooped slightly, she thought for a while, and under Jiang Jun's expectant eyes, she nodded slowly: "From now on, you can cook me a dish every day for 20 years."

Jiang Jun is like a breeder who is trying to sell himself. He is full of joy thinking that he can feed the small animals a few more times, but he is told to feed them according to the original amount every day, no increase in quantity or price, only the deadline.

She was a little disappointed: "Do you only need to cook one dish? Can you cook three meals a day, plus a supper?"

Cui Wanzhou shook her head slightly: "I'm not in the underworld every day."

"Ok."

Although the debt cannot be paid off as soon as possible, this result is also the easiest and simplest. Cui Wanzhou is not picky about food. Cui Wanzhou enjoys eating the food she has cooked a few times so far, so one dish a day is for her. It's actually a breeze.

And according to her observations, Cui Wanzhou is more sweet, likes bright colors, and is extremely specific. She is the kind of person who will not get tired of eating the same dish for a hundred days, so the debt for her may be too much. It is not considered a debt, at most it is a meal with Cui Wanzhou every day.

Jiang Jun's pressure was much lower, when suddenly a loud cock crowed from outside the window.

She glanced outside, the sky was already dark, and she would have no sleep if she didn't sleep, so she pulled up the quilt and asked Cui Wanzhou, "Do you really want to take a rest?"

Cui Wanzhou shook her head slightly, put on her clothes and turned to leave.

Jiang Jun looked at the empty bed silently, and left as soon as he said, what a cruel woman.

Jiang Jun pulled over the quilt, covered his head, and prepared to catch up on sleep.

She closed her eyes tightly and entered into a state of meditation. When she counted to the thousandth dumpling, she couldn't help silently reciting as the thousandth ghost. She was startled, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. wailing ghosts.

Her body curled up into a ball, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her thoughts were entangled in this kind of thing and pulled into a mess. When she opened her eyes, it was pitch black, and she tore off the quilt in a panic, her forehead was already drenched with sweat.

A slightly cool palm was placed on her forehead, and her absent-minded gaze gradually recovered. After seeing the person clearly, she held it tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

The palms of the hands were full of sweat, and the brows were soaked with sweat.

Jiang Yun's eyes were full of pleading: "Stay with me for a while, I'm a little scared."

Cui Wanzhou sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes fell on the hands of the two who were intertwined, and there was a little ripple in her heart, and she said hello.

She just saw Jiang Jun tossing and turning on the bed, looking like he was suffering from a nightmare, and checked it out, but there was no trace of the succubi around him. It's like waking up from a nightmare.

Cui Wanzhou had some doubts in her heart, should she continue to hone her will, or should she just protect her?

Maybe Jiang Jun should have been reincarnated in the first life, so that he would no longer be bound by this life.