After Being Deceived by the Devil, the Sick and Weak Boy

During a meeting of the Immortal Alliance, the Qiongtang Mountain Sect accidentally recovered the posthumous son of the former leader who had been missing for many years. The baby that was crying in its infancy has long since become a human being and is married to a mortal. The two of them are a married couple, supporting each other. Wu Zhao was raised by this mortal to be timid and weak, and he never even touched the stove fire once. However, the whole family still cried with joy and told the three worlds about this happy event. The wedding banquet lasted for seven days and seven nights. Everyone from Qiongtangshan to the headmaster down to the youngest five junior brothers was smiling. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. When good things are done, bad things come. At first, the fifth junior brother who went down the mountain to buy cakes stumbled into the door and shouted: "It's bad! I heard that the big devil who slaughtered three cities and trained more than a thousand people a few years ago has arrived in our area! What does the devil want to do?!" At that time, her husband had just made the bed for Wu Zhao and picked her up from the couch. Wu Zhao nuzzled into her husband's arms, not worrying about it. Anyway, if the sky falls, the master will be there to support him. If not, his husband will be there, so what about the devil? Later, Qiongtang Mountain received requests for help from nearby mortals, saying that they had seen several nameless corpses recently, which was probably the work of the devil. When the three realms held a meeting all night, preparing to attack the devil together, Wu Zhao was lying on her husband's shoulder, looking around like a kitten. "I have a little rash on my back. Do you think it's because of my clothes?" "I find the color of this dress is so ugly." "The patterns are not pretty either..." The husband remained silent from beginning to end. After warming the daily limit of several hundred yuan of pastries that he bought early in the morning, he took his hand back to the house, lit the lamp, took out a new piece of cloth and sat on a chair to cut it. Wu Zhao leaned on her husband's back and ate snacks, thinking that it was great to have a husband. * It's great to have a husband. Is it really good? Wu Zhao got up in the middle of the night and went to the kitchen. He stared at the mortal man in the courtyard who was crushing a man's heart with his bare hands. He only said this in his heart. "..." What an egg! He just wanted to have a midnight snack, how could he see this scene! Wu Zhao, who had been raised so industriously, was so frightened that his seven souls flew away and five of his souls flew away. He hurriedly ran away with his hair disheveled, catching everyone passing by and telling them what he had just seen. As a result, the second senior sister looked affectionate and said: "Little junior brother, what are you talking about?" The senior brother didn't even listen to what he said and ran away with his sword: "It's not peaceful recently. Go back to the house and find Mr. Bo. Senior brother has important things to do." Wu Zhao's mouth felt dry when he spoke, but no one in the Qiongtang Mountain Sect believed what he said. It was late at night, and Wu Zhao returned to the house in despair. His husband, who had also just returned, came up to him and brushed the dust off his legs. During the movement, Wu Zhao lowered his eyes and saw a drop of unwiped blood on the back of her husband's hand. Tears are about to fall. I told you that the devil you are looking for is my husband, why don't you believe it? *Poor body shape, sc, he ————Accepted in advance—————— "The Nerd Living in Top-A Villa" When Ying Chiran arrived in the big city on his first day, he only had three hundred yuan in his pocket, making him a poor country bumpkin. But he never felt inferior and always believed that reading could change his destiny, and that a free-range chicken could turn into a golden phoenix. By chance, he saved a drowning alpha, and his textbook-level first aid techniques earned him an invitation to join the medical department of a military academy. His duty is to assist doctors and occasionally dress the wounds of military cadets injured during training. The opportunity for promotion came soon, and it was said that the only top alphas from the military academy returned to school. Ying Chiran was recommended to be the personal doctor in the prince's exclusive villa. The princes pride themselves on their aloofness, and although they have bad tempers, they are better off because they have money in their pockets. As long as they work harder to build a good relationship with them, will they still be worried about not being able to achieve success in the future? It's a pity that Ying Chiran is a nerd who firmly believes that reading is more important than life, so he will definitely not be able to catch this pie from the sky. The night when her friend went to visit Ying Chiran, Ying Chiran was folding clothes for the prince. My friend was so angry that his head was filled with smoke: "You are here to work, not to be their slave!" Ying Chiran held the newly acquired test paper and said nothing. The next two people went to eat, but before they had even taken two bites of the food, Ying Chiran's cell phone buzzed. My friend glanced at it and saw an ugly message popping up on it: "Slutty wife, I miss you. The bed you sat on yesterday smells so slutty that I can't even bear to wash it." Friend:? ? ! ? ! Facing her friend's fighting face, Ying Chiran's eyes showed some longing, and she explained in a good-tempered way: "It's just a title. When he gets enough of it, he can let me attend one of Professor Chen's classes for free." Friend: ... No, this is obviously more than just a title, right? But these are not the highlights. The highlight was on a rainy night. A friend passed by the military region office and saw Ying Chiran being hugged by one of the princes. There was a bulging figure under his clothes. Drum, drum, sac, sac, of. My friend exploded: "You are stupid, he put his hands into your clothes and you didn't resist? This is a crime!" Ying Chiran tilted his head: "But he said he could get me the review notes that ranked first in the physics department." His expression seemed to say, "That's the number one note in school." Friend: "I can't save you!" *** Qin Liao, a reporter from Philos TV, is also a Jinzhida from the same county as Ying Chiran. The two are close friends and have a deep relationship. Their parents even arranged a baby wedding for them. On this day, Qin Liao received the task of going to a single-family villa for an interview. Thinking that he was about to meet his crush, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do. But the moment he stepped through the door, Qin Liao's smile froze. The camera shakes, the alphas in the villa are lazily watching, some are taking off their clothes, some are looking at their phones with their legs crossed, some are drinking water... Without exception, their faces are appallingly smelly. Qin Liao stiffly drove the camera deep into the corridor. When he raised his eyes, he saw a tall and strong body. He seemed to be enjoying the pleasure that could make his soul fly away. His Achilles tendons were straining. His hands were pressing on a person's back and rubbing hard, causing the two slender legs on his waist to tremble. Alpha was so protective that Qin Liao had to look carefully to occasionally see a face with a beautiful sign peeking out from his shoulders. And just one glance made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. After a long while, Ying Chiran limply slipped out of the man's arms. Her face was crimson, and her expression was a bit breathless. But after touching the out-of-print exercises in her hand, the corners of her lips curved up again. He patted the dust on the cover. As soon as he stood up, he saw Qin Liao and blinked in confusion. "Huh? Why are you here?" - If you want to seduce a nerd, it won't work if you give him any brand name, high-end clothing, or car watch. But as long as you hold up this exercise, which is said to be discontinued on the market, and hook your hand, he will take the initiative to deliver it to your door. Purpose: World peace