I’m Actually a Bigshot

"..." Shen Si was silent.

"It's okay, don't mind!" Su Qingxing immediately waved his hand when he saw the thoughtful hesitation, "I can still do some homework."

As he said that, Su Qingxing opened the workbook, took out a pen that was sponsored by permission afternoon, and began to seriously study the homework and practice questions of human beings.

Shen Si just sat opposite, silently looking at the betrothed who bowed his head to study.

The soft black short hair reaches to the ear, Shen Si remembered that Su Qingxing's hair used to be very long. Although the styles of short hair and long hair were different, they both gave people a gentle feeling. When Su Qingxing lowered his head, his eyelashes cast a fan shadow, and he was muttering something silently.

Even in the world of trials, Meditation seldom looked at his dear betrothed so carefully.

"If you want to eat something, you can buy some after class tomorrow. There is a pot." When Shen Si saw Su Qingxing's hard work, he had a new understanding of his conscientious attitude and couldn't help pointing to the hidden The wooden table of the induction cooker deeply felt that it was necessary to comfort the hard-working betrothed.

"Huh?" Su Qingxing, who looked up from the book, tilted his head, "I don't know how to cook."

"It's alright, I can cook." Shen Si pointed to himself, "A skill that was specially trained for someone."

"Looking at it this way..." Su Qingxing suddenly thought deeply, "This apartment is quite luxurious."

Su Qingxing didn't know who set up the room, but now he has asked for the predicament of being surrounded by walls. He has a comfortable nest and a cohabitant who can cook. He suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing to travel in the human world. .

The room, of course, was re-arranged by the lovely Snail Girl Meditation.

Curtains, he installed.

Lampshade, he installed.

Wallpaper, he posted.

Closet, he secures it.

Table, he assembled.

Upholstery big enough to fill a room...he bought it.

All the things, bought by the home customization store opened by humans in Huaiyu City.

As a god of death, Shen Sixiang had to know that the destination of every guide from the underworld when he was on a business trip in the human world was very simple, as long as his cronies paid a little attention when approving documents.

However, due to some unresolved issues, Shen Si could not arbitrarily change the "luxury apartment" where Su Qingxing stayed, and some small changes might make some ill-intentioned beings find out... The betrothed of the God of Death is not in the Temple of Death, but It is to be the guide of the underworld at the entrance of the underworld.

Therefore, Lord Death came up with a new solution, which was to try to make the place where Su Qingxing stayed more comfortable.

According to Lord Death's original expectation, the people from the home furnishing store would deliver the goods to the door before Su Qingxing arrived in the Human Realm. Then, when Su Qingxing came to the apartment, what he saw was already finished, and he didn't need to think of too many other excuses for contemplation.

But because of the unpredictable traffic jam problem in the human world, Su Qingxing was one step faster than the deliveryman to reach the "luxury apartment", so Lord Death had to find another way.

In terms of the layout of the apartment, Shen Si still strives to be simple, quick and not exaggerated, overturning the original idea of ​​destroying and rebuilding the entire apartment, and worrying that the painting and decoration will leave an unpleasant smell in the house, and maybe he will not agree with his marriage contract. The person's health is also not good.

So after thinking about it, Lord Death tried his best to put away his various plans and remodeled this "luxury apartment" in the simplest way.

In addition to these ordinary small furniture, Lord Death originally wanted to book a super large room, enough for two people to roll on it without feeling crowded. It's the kind of round shape that can be covered with red sheets and quilts, and sprinkled with some petals...

However, Lord Death didn't lose his mind. He clearly understood the consequences of doing so, and finally reluctantly changed his mind and made a custom-made cushion that could cover the entire room on a whim.

Under such circumstances, no matter how Shen Si and Su Qingxing slept in this room, they were considered to be sleeping on the same cushion, and it was impossible to separate them no matter what.

As such...

No matter how rounded it is, it is considered to be co-sleeping with each other! ! !

It's just a plan!

And Su Qingxing actually doubted what Shen Si said, but apart from the reason of "business trip benefits", Su Qingxing really didn't know who else would help him decorate the room.

It can't be contemplation, can it? This gentleman can't even get out of the room.

At the same time, Su Qingxing didn't think anything dangerous would happen around him. After all, no matter what enemy appeared, it was impossible for him to be kind enough to help him decorate the room, right?

Under the situation of more and more headaches, Su Qingxing felt that it would be good to believe in the so-called "welfare of the underworld" for the time being, even if someone was really conspiring to do something wrong... They may not know much about the existence of Su Qingxing, the guide of the underworld!

Just as Su Qingxing, a guide to the underworld with a mysterious monster bloodline, was scrambling to write in the homework of the sophomore students, the ordinary students of the sophomore and fourth classes allowed to wander around their neighborhood for a long time. It's time to return to the door of the house in the dark, and then continue to hesitate whether or not to go in.

"Kacha." Before he could think about the permission, the door in front of him had already opened, and a figure much taller than him was standing inside the anti-theft iron door, with his arms folded, and he looked at the permission outside the door with some unwillingness." It turns out that you are still willing to come back, Master Xu!"

"Promise...promise." Maybe because of the twins, the permission sometimes

Don't like to use "sister" to call promise, even if the other person seems taller and more mature than himself.

"You are really bold now!" Xu Nuo stared, "I was just chatting with my friends from the next class after school, and you sneaked away?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, you've been chatting for too long." Xu Xu looked at the iron door that was still closed tightly in front of him, and always felt like a prisoner being interrogated in a prison, and promise was the one who interrogated the prisoner aggressively.

"Then you should also go home directly!" Xu Nuo looked very angry, although she was tall, her appearance was not as delicate as her brother's, and she looked more like a plain-looking father, "Permit, what's wrong with you? Shouldn't it be about love?"

"No, no, absolutely not!" Permit almost jumped up in a hurry, "There is absolutely no such thing!"

"Hmph, I think so too." Promise still didn't open the security door, "How could a girl like you as a matchstick-like dwarf."

"Promise! You..."

"Nuo Nuo, is Coco back?" Before the license could speak, a soft-sounding voice came from the house.

"Yeah, Mom." Xu Nuo opened the security door for Xie Xue in disappointment. "It's our rebellious period, and Xie Xie's children who don't want to go home have come back."

"What nonsense!" A beautiful-looking woman who looked very similar to Xu Li walked back from the inner room and gave Xu Xu a dissatisfied look, "Your brother is not your wild girl. I believe Coco There must be a very important reason for coming back late, such as sending a grandmother with limited mobility home."

"Okay, okay, he's doing the right thing anyway. I'm the one who shouldn't go home every day and night." He put his hands behind his head and walked towards the living room nonchalantly, "Come in, you won't come back, old man. Mom won't let me eat, I'm starving to death!"

"What are you talking about, it's like Mom and Dad are very partial." Xu's mother just read a sentence, and immediately took the schoolbag for permission and urged her son to go to the living room for dinner.

Sitting at the dining table was a man who was reading a newspaper. He was tall and tall, with a straight face in Chinese characters, similar to his sister's promise.

For men, the national character face may give people a feeling of being upright and down-to-earth. But when the young girl has a national character face... the promise of being a party is particularly unhappy.

"Okay, let's eat quickly." Dad Xu looked more dignified. As soon as he saw the permission of returning late, he asked a little seriously, "Permit, what's going on today?"

"Sorry, I just think..." Xu Xu once said some nonsense things to his family, such as his sister promised to be dead, and now it's a ghost who is staying at home, so now he just glanced at the The sister next to her promised and said nothing.

"Cough cough, forget it, let's all eat." Father Xu put away the newspaper, "Mom worked very hard to cook a good table this time."

"Well." Xu Xu obediently took the chopsticks.

"Coco, Nuonuo, is everything going well at school today?" Mama Xu, like most parents, would ask her two children how they were at school during dinner.