Xie Bian made a move: "The arrow of love?"

Fan Wujiu gave up the struggle completely and said with a wry smile: "Yes, you have been hit by Cupid's golden arrow of love, so you think you like me."

It felt much easier to tell the secret, Fan Wujiu simply said in one breath: "I really love you, I didn't lie to you. I have loved you for a thousand years, I have selfishness, and I never told you the truth before. Taking advantage of this time to pretend to be your boyfriend is completely satisfying my own selfish desires, this is my stolen identity, I can no longer really... really bully you."

He didn't want to hide it anymore, even if Lao Bai knew what he really thought after the golden arrow failed, he didn't care anymore. He just wanted to make his mind clear to the world, and to show Xie Bian the despicable Fan Wujiao who fell in love with his brother.

What if we can't be brothers? Holding such delusions, he did not want to deceive himself any longer.

Xie Bian looked at him for a long time, and then smiled: "Every time you refuse to sleep with me, there are always a lot of reasons, and this time I made up a story to comfort me. You don't have to take our brotherhood too seriously, if you don't like me, say it directly. That's it, why make so many excuses to be afraid of my sadness. If I make it clear at one time, I will give up, and you will only hurt people if you keep doing it like this."

The person who is hit by the arrow will neither remember nor believe that he falls in love with the other person because of the arrow, and will only regard the other person as the true love that is destined to be. The magic of love can make people lose their minds, and Xie Bi'an is now in a state of mental decline.

No matter how they explain it now, they are talking about chickens and ducks, and their brain circuits are completely incompatible.

Fan Wujiu was about to despair.

"I know you'd rather make up stories than me." Xie Bian took the soul-sucking cable back and laughed at himself, "It's just three things, this is the third time you have rejected me, I've had enough trouble."

"I don't want to see you right now." He whispered, "Get out."

Fan Wujiu wanted to explain: "Xiao Bai, I'm not making up stories—"

However, a strong wind swept in, Fan Wujiu was pushed out of the door by a force of magic, and the bedroom door closed automatically. Xie Bian also set up a soundproof barrier, obviously not wanting to hear anything from Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu: "..."

How did things get to this point.

He had to go out and blow his hair to calm down.

The desolate night outside, as if his life was bleak at the moment.

At night, Fan Wujiu wandered aimlessly along the road, not knowing where to go.

Did he do it wrong? Fan Wujiu asked himself that it was not wrong not to touch Xie Bi'an when he was awake.

But Xie Bi'an is so unhappy, and now the misunderstanding is getting bigger and bigger.

This is all bullshit.

Fan Wujiu walked and walked to the door of a hotel.

He stopped, watched the smoke above his head fall into the hotel, and stepped in.

In the past, there were four major judges in the underworld—Wei Zheng, who rewarded the good, Zhong Kui, who punished the wicked, Lu Zhidao, the inspector, Cui Ju, who was the law enforcement officer, as well as ghosts, such as the eccentric, the seller of Tang Mengpo, and the ox head and horse noodles. With the development of the times, the underworld reincarnation system has begun to be fully automated, and the ghosts have new jobs. Black and white are impermanently collecting rent, Meng Po runs a bar, Niu Tau Ma Mian acts as a security guard, and the four major judges are also sent by Yan Wang to manage hotels, hotels, restaurants and other industries.

The manager of the Yanluo Hotel was Fan Wujiu's old friend Cui Jie.

Yanluo Hotel, a private box on the third floor.

"Yo, why did you think of visiting me today?" Cui Wei joked, "Don't you usually spend time with Lao Xie, don't you have time to pay attention to us?"

Fan Wujiu sighed, "I was kicked out of the house."

Cui Ji raised her phoenix eyes slightly: "What do I say, the young couple quarrel?"

Fan Wujiu didn't want to speak, and drank silently.

"You two are in such a good relationship, what's the point of arguing?" Cui Jie was puzzled, "Didn't you just come back from that Meizhou Bay trip together? Could it be that there was a conflict on the road?"

Fan Wujiu took a sip of wine: "It's a long story."

He was depressed in his heart and wanted to find someone to confide in, so he simply told Cui Ji about Xie Bi'an's arrow of love from beginning to end.

After listening to Cui Ji: "You said you like him, right?"

Fan Wujiu nodded in recognition.

Anyway, he has already made it clear with Lao Bai, and it's okay to tell these friends what he thinks.

Fan Wujiu thought he had announced a big event, but Cui Jie's reaction was flat, and it seemed that he was not surprised that he liked Xie Bi'an.

Cui Ji: "Isn't that a good thing? You like him, and he has been hit with a golden arrow. He loves you so much that he doesn't take this opportunity to cook cooked rice? After this village, there is no such shop."

Fan Wujiu frowned, a little angry: "I can't take advantage of others' danger. Lao Cui, Xiaobai is also your friend, how can you not respect his feelings at all?"

Cui Yu was speechless: "No wonder His Highness the King of Hell said that you are dead brains, and what are you doing as a gentleman at this time? You deserve to be unable to eat meat. If Lao Bai also likes you, can I come up with this idea?"

Fan Wujiu said disappointedly, "Xiao Bai likes me because of Zhongjian, that's different."

Cui Jue looked at him like a fool: "What? You thought Lao Xie liked you only after being shot by an arrow?"

Fan Wujiu: "Isn't it?"

Cui Yu's tone was extremely shocked: "You don't even know that he likes you?"

He beat the table with excitement: "The whole world knows that you like him and he likes you. I and Zhong Kui and Meng Po are betting on when you will officially announce, but you still don't know that he likes you before???"

Fan Wujiu: "???"

Fan Wujiu was at a loss: "What do you mean? Xiaobai and I were brothers before, weren't they?"

Cui Jie's witty remarks: "Open your eyes and look at the world, does Niutou Ma Mian Club send 800 photos a day to each other in the circle of friends? Is Niu Tau Ma Mian Club inseparable outside of working hours? Does Niu Tau Ma Mian Club stay in touch with each other for three words when chatting with others? ? Do you have the same socks from top to bottom? Our group chats are always in full swing. You smoked us to death, and you thought it was a brotherhood. If it was a brotherhood, would I make a joke with you?"