After Marrying the Evil God

Chapter 1 Snow God

The setting sun melts gold, and the evening clouds merge. In the midsummer twilight, the shadows of the trees swayed on the golden ground, and the air was filled with heat.

The sweetheart cake shop near Nancheng No. 1 Middle School ushered in the busiest time of the day. The store was crowded with students after school, gathered in groups of three to five, full of hustle and bustle, laughing and whispering.

The cashier bowed his head to collect money for change, and was so busy that he raised his hand from time to time to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and there was no time to raise his head to ease the sore neck.

On a hot day, the stingy boss can’t even turn on the air conditioner, and he doesn’t have too many staff to invite two, so I can’t be busy.

She was hating that she couldn’t grow eight hands like an octopus. The shop suddenly quieted down in a tacit understanding, and even the sound of breathing was clearly audible for a moment.

With the sound of slight footsteps, a clear and moving male voice fell into his ears from the top of his head.

“Hello, I’m here to pick up the birthday cake ordered at noon.”

The cashier was taken aback, raised his eyes and bumped into a pair of gentle eyes.

The face of the young man was like ice and snow, and he was born better than any big star on TV. The complexion is cold and white, the temperament is elegant, the whole body is soft like spring water, and it is like ice and snow that is far away.

The cashier was stunned, the enthusiasm on his body faded instantly, and the room was cool as if the air conditioner was turned on.

The reaction of other guests is the same. It seems that young people are born with the ability to attract everyone’s attention. Anyone who sees them will have to take a few glances and be stunned for a moment.

“Miss?” Seeing that she was dull and unresponsive, the young man’s face did not look unpleasant, only a gentle reminder.

“Ah, yes.” The cashier came back to his senses and hurriedly checked the noon appointment list, “Are you Mr. Qi?”

Qi Baicha nodded: “Yes.”

“Wait a minute, the cake is ready, I’ll get it for you.” The cashier turned around, feeling that his cheeks were burning badly, and there was an unstoppable deer bump in his heart.

It was the first time that she encountered a handsome guy of this level in reality!

Qi Baicha waited in place, and the other guests returned to their senses and continued to pick their own desserts, but not the girls and the students also secretly looked at this handsome and handsome man from the side, and even more boldly raised their mobile phones to take pictures and send them to the circle of friends. .

At this time, another group of students opened the door and saw Qi Baicha in front of the cash register, and their faces were full of joy. The leading girl was surprised: “Hey, Teacher Qi, are you here to buy cakes too?”

Qi Baicha turned his head and looked at her. It was her student.

He simply responded: “Yeah.”

The voice was so cold and cold, and there was a gentle feeling that made people pregnant.

The cashier was returning with the cake box, and he was even more curious when he heard the sound of “Mr. Qi”. The young man is too young. If she changes into school uniform, she believes she is a student in the first middle school, but she did not expect to be a teacher.

Becoming a high school teacher at such a young age is really brilliant and talented.

The appreciation of beauty is mixed with the worship of talent. When she handed over the cake box, she couldn’t help saying: “Happy birthday to you.”

Qi Baicha smiled: “Thank you. But it’s not my birthday. Today is my wife’s birthday.”

The cashier was directly hit by the smile, and the blood tank was emptied, so that when she realized that the youth had a lover, Qi Baicha had already carried the cake box and pushed the door away.

Before going out, the youth carefully told the students: “Don’t stay on the road for too long, go home early.”

The students answered obediently: “Okay, Teacher Qi.”

The cashier was suddenly a little surprised. Such a young and promising man was married at an early age.

I don’t know what kind of woman can be worthy of such a handsome man…

When the girls checked out, she curiously asked: “Is that your teacher just now?”

“Yes, it’s our class teacher, the most handsome male teacher in the school!” a girl said proudly, “you can’t envy other classes.”

“In addition, Teacher Qi is not only handsome, but also a nice person and a high degree. He graduated from a prestigious university!” Another girl added, “He teaches history. Our class history is ranked first in the second grade on average.”

“But we only learned today that Teacher Qi was married. Teacher Qi is so good-looking, Madam Qi must also be very beautiful…”

Speaking of Teacher Qi’s goodness, a few girls can’t finish a hundred sentences.

The cashier listened, his eyes turned from admiration to admiration, and finally he smiled. A handsome man can always attract the eyes of unmarried girls, but being such a fairy character can only be seen from a distance and cannot be profaned.

Qi Baicha took the cake box and walked to the parking space not far away, opened the door of a white Chevrolet car, and looked back at the sky dyed red by the setting sun before getting into the car.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the beautiful sky is draped with a thin layer of golden hazel, and the sun shines brightly at sunset. What Qi Baicha saw was a dark green mist shrouded in the northeast corner of the campus, with a strange shape and a stench that disgusted the gods.

Recently, the evil spirit in the school has become more and more serious. You have to find time to check it out.

He retracted his gaze, put the cake on the passenger seat, started the car, and left.

The car drove through the busy city and gradually entered the sparsely populated, quiet and affluent area. Behind the maze of rose flower walls is a magnificent and luxurious villa.

Qi Baicha drove the car into the underground parking garage. Among the expensive Lamborghini, Maserati, Rolls-Royce, Ferrari and other luxury cars, the Chevrolet worth hundreds of thousands looked extremely shabby.

But it doesn’t matter, this entire underground parking garage belongs to his house.

To be a good example, one should keep a low profile.

Back home, Qi Baicha put the cake box on the table. The living room was empty, and Fu Mingye hadn’t returned yet.

Compared with Qi Baicha’s status as a general high school teacher, Fu Mingye’s status is much more popular. He is the president of a listed company and the numberone on the list of rich people in China, so he is always busy.

Many people regret that Qi Baicha’s academic qualifications are buried in high school teachers, but Qi Baicha doesn’t think so. He has lived for too long. He has been an emperor, a prime minister, and a general. He has experienced all kinds of situations in his life, and the life span of the gods is still endless. The richest man is still a beggar, and it makes no difference to him.

His old friends lived from ancient times to the feudal dynasty, and they chose to fall asleep because of the boredom of immortality. Qi Baicha is considered to be a relatively young one among the ancient gods, and he does not intend to waste time on sleep, so he and the remaining two or three friends continue to wander in the world tenaciously. Every few decades, I change my personal name, go to another place, and experience a new life.

In this way, I walked many places, changed many names, met many people, and said goodbye to many people.

Why change the name? Because every time he changes his status, he is definitely a big man of the famous party, and even some of his names go down in history, so naturally he can no longer use his original name.

In the Republic of China, the last friend, the God of Rain, fell asleep, and since then he has been the last **** in the world.

That day, he watched the rain **** fall asleep in the **** realm, and when he did not sleep into the vicissitudes of life, he would not wake up.

The last **** felt lonely.

He went to the busiest teahouse and wine shop in the world again, picked a table and sat down, this time he was truly alone. Someone looked at him as graceful and came over to talk to him and asked what his first name was. The guest who happened to be next to the table asked the waiter to make a pot of white tea. With a thought, he said a new name: “Qi Baicha.”

At that time, he had no old friends by his side, so he was disappointed, and he had no fighting spirit to be famous in the world, so he chose to live anonymously. This name can be used to the present.

As for his real name when he was a god, it doesn’t matter if you don’t mention it, all you know are already asleep, and no one can call it out.

After the Republic of China, Qi Baicha also wanted to fall asleep. The eternal life of a **** is indeed boring. It’s just the last difference, until the establishment of New China, the rapid development of science and technology, until the 21st century, and waiting… until the person he loves.

He fell in love with a mortal.

He is now his husband.

His husband is Fu Mingye.

Before meeting Fu Mingye, Qi Baicha never thought that he would really fall in love with someone, and that he would be a mortal.

The real world of the gods is not as forbidden from emotions and desires as in the book of the human world. There are as many immortals as the crucian carp who crosses the river, and there are not a few who play immortal love and immortal love. Qi Baicha forcibly overwhelmed many beautiful goddesses and won the first beauty of the gods, but there was never a suitor.

There is no other reason. Qi Baicha is a **** transformed from the snow on the top of the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years. At the time of transformation, it was a youthful body that was pure, pure and beautiful. Even in the same immortal who does not eat the fireworks, he is too cold.

The **** of ice and snow, the beauty of the iceberg, the flower of Gaoling, countless names are crowned on the head of the snow god, even the gods who are also gods feel that he cannot be blasphemed.

Later, it was discovered that the Snow God was actually a gentle little cute, and the goddesses raised him as a son, and none of them wanted to fall in love with him.

Therefore, after living for thousands of years, Qi Baicha has not tasted the taste of love. After entering the WTO, I have seen countless winds and flowers in the world, and I have never been contaminated. He has seen the consequences of Xianfan’s love. The flower **** chases after his mortal lover’s death in the next life. When he finds it, the lover of the previous life has already married a wife and had children, leaving her in pain, so she can only sleep to heal her wounds.

Qi Baicha knows that mortal life is short, and ordinary friends will regret it when they are dead. If you get a beloved one, you will be sad to see his birth, old age, sickness, and death without violating the destiny. Even if there is an afterlife, people in the afterlife are no longer those of that time, and how desperate they should be.

He told himself, love this kind of thing, don’t touch it.

I just never thought that I broke the ring on Fu Mingye.

Love is like a moth to a fire, it is difficult to restrain it, and it easily makes him lose all his persistence.

Thinking of her lover, Qi Baicha couldn’t help but pull her lips into a smile, and there was a touch of sadness hidden in Ming Che’s eyes.

When he met Fu Mingye, Fu Mingye was twenty-four years old. Today, Fu Mingye is twenty-seven years old.

How many twenty-seven years can a mortal have?

There will be fewer and fewer days to be with him in the future.

Thinking of this, Qi Baicha’s happiness that originally wanted to celebrate her lover’s birthday faded away, turning into an inexplicable boredom.

Qi Baicha put aside the troubled thoughts, opened a bottle of red wine, put on an apron, and went to the kitchen to prepare meals. Slender and beautiful fingers hold the kitchen knife and make a delicious dish: braised carp, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised spring bamboo shoots in oil, mapo tofu…

If a person’s life is long enough, not too stupid, and has endless time to learn, then he can become omnipotent.

This is the case with Qi Baicha, where the eight major cuisines can grab the chef’s rice bowl.

He was really not a qualified Snow God, and he was not stained with slender dust at all.

Qi Bai Tea likes the smell of fireworks in the world, especially when eating home-cooked dishes with Fu Mingye on ordinary nights, the taste is even better than Qiongjiangxianlu.

A hot and fragrant table of food is ready, Qi Baicha puts them on the table, takes off the apron, just waiting for the sound of the key turning at the door of the villa.

Fu Mingye is back.