Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 217 The Conman 17

Ling Yi: "?"

She was speechless at Wu Jin's antics. Wasn't he supposed to have no memories of each world?

Why did this happen all of a sudden?

"Zhou Ziheng?" she asked tentatively.

Wu Jin's brows furrowed suddenly: "Are you calling me? That's not my name."

Ling Yi: "..."

So you still have no memory? What are you up to now?

"Um, sorry, I mistook you for someone else," Ling Yi replied dismissively.

Feeling slighted, Wu Jin pursed his lips in displeasure: "My name is Wu Jin, and I am an ancient demon who has survived to this day."

Ling Yi clapped mercilessly: "Oh, you're really amazing."

Wu Jin was somewhat unhappy. He took a step forward without making a sound, and in an instant, a thick red line stretched across the room between the two of them.

Ling Yi was startled by the large red jump rope and raised her wrist: "What is this again?"

Don't tell her that this is the red thread that binds them together.

This isn't matchmaking, it's kidnapping!

With such a thick red string, how could two people possibly not be together?

We'll never be apart in this lifetime, okay?

Wu Jin's eyelids twitched: "Yes, that's it."

As if he had been frightened by Ling Yi's pillow, he obediently explained clearly how Bai Ze had cursed them, trying to divert Ling Yi's attention.

“I have lived in the human world for a long time,” he said sincerely, “I have heard that you humans especially love to eat roasted suckling lamb, and I can help you to try it.”

The lamb was transformed from the ancient Bai Ze, and he didn't believe there was any human who wouldn't want to eat it.

Ling Yi: "..."

Don't think she doesn't know that the dish is called roast suckling pig; she doesn't eat sentient beings either.

"Don't change the subject. You were already lurking by my side before Bai Ze even appeared."

He shamelessly shifted the blame to a newly awakened cub, Bai Ze.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the blame, Wu Jin simply adopted the demeanor of an ancient demon: "Yes, that's how it is, what can you do about it!"

In their ancient times, it was like this: as long as you had the ability, let alone transforming into a bird and staying by someone's side, no one would say anything even if you ate people.

These tiny human beings dare to be so offensive just because they have a marriage connection with him; they truly don't know their own limitations.

Ling Yi stared at him intently, then suddenly lay down on the bed, pulling the blanket over her head as if she were suffocating herself.

Wu Jin waited for a while, but Ling Yi didn't argue with him, and he felt uneasy.

He gently tugged at the red thread on his wrist: "Hey."

The person on the bed breathed a little lighter when she heard his voice. Wu Jin felt her hand under the covers forcefully untying the red thread.

He was unhappy. He didn't complain about the fleeting nature of human life, so how could she complain about him?

It's just that I lied to her a little.

"I was wrong, don't be angry!" He stood at the head of the bed and apologized with unusual firmness.

Ling Yi remained silent, pulling the red thread even harder, and Wu Jin seemed to smell the blood.

He wanted to lift the covers, but he was afraid of making her even angrier.

For some reason, despite being such a weak human being, he showed her a kind of inexplicable tolerance.

This... shouldn't happen to him.

"It was my fault. I shouldn't have turned into a bird to deceive you, and I shouldn't have repeatedly given up the chance to confess." The hand that was untying the red thread paused.

Wu Jin paused slightly as he stroked the red thread, racking his brains to recall his mistakes: "I shouldn't have let you take care of me, I shouldn't have let you bathe me, and I shouldn't have watched you bathe."

After he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Ling Yi, who was pretending to be angry under the covers, suddenly threw them off. Her face was flushed from lack of oxygen and the stuffiness. She glared at them angrily: "What did you say?"

Wu Jin's eyes involuntarily darted away: "Who told you not to bring your pajamas when you took a shower..."

boom!

Another pillow flew onto his face, and Ling Yi was now completely without a pillow to sleep on.

Ling Yi, who had only intended to tease the silly bird but had ended up with a shocking revelation, took a deep breath: "You lecherous bird!"

That bastard...

Okay, I wasn't really angry, but...

But how dare he talk about such a thing so casually? Does he want to die?

He actually has a point in watching a stranger take a bath, right?

"Come here, give me the phone number for your Bureau of Abnormal Affairs. I'm going to have the demon arrest you right now!"

This lawless, lewd bird must be locked up.

Wu Jin grunted and said cautiously, "If I say that I can't be locked up there, will you be even angrier?"

Ling Yi: "?"

Wu Jin gave a stiff smile: "Because I built that place."

Night has fallen in the demon realm.

"So, you, a dignified ancient demon and the builder of the Administration Bureau, have a hobby of peeping at other people taking a bath?" Ling Yi looked expressionlessly at Wu Jin, who was about to tremble again.

Wu Jin's expression stiffened: "I haven't looked at anyone else, and... I didn't look at you on purpose."

He felt a little guilty when he talked about what happened next, since he really could disappear instantly back then, but he only turned his head away and didn't leave the little house that was filled with her scent.

"I understand. I should be grateful and thank you for looking at me." Ling Yi said with a half-smile.

Wu Jin: "...What do you want? Just say it."

The difference in their cultivation levels was too great, which allowed him to easily sense that Ling Yi's aura contained no displeasure, only... a strong sense of eagerness.

Wu Jin subconsciously felt that things might be going to get really bad, but he stood by the bedside, unusually spineless, letting himself enter that terrible situation.

He's been a Daoist partner for several lifetimes, although it seems a bit impossible, but...

There's nothing wrong with listening to what she has to say.

……

Ling Yi omitted certain details that were inappropriate to tell her master, and explained the whole story of what happened this morning to her master.

"So you've got the builders from the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs to act as babysitters for your master?"

Ling Yi pondered for a moment: "You can't say it like that, the nanny needs money."

Ling Yunzi remained silent, only gulping down large mouthfuls of porridge.

Luckily, it had been drying for quite a while by then, otherwise he would have been seriously burned.

After finishing the whole bowl of porridge, the old man, who had been so frightened that he wanted to crawl under the table, was now beaming with joy, as if he had eaten some kind of magic pill: "Having eaten the food personally prepared by an ancient demon, it would be worth it for your master to die now!"

Wu Jin glanced coldly at the noisy old man and silently pulled over the fried dumplings he had made himself.

When his arm was less than a meter away from Ling Yi, a thick red line suddenly appeared on the table, almost knocking over the casserole.

Ling Yunzi: "Pfft..."

Is this the red thread that the apprentice mentioned that connected them together?

This is clearly the Old Man of the Moon using three thousand years of red thread to bind the two of them together!

He was just worried that his disciple and the ancient demon wouldn't end well, but now that he sees it...

Even if they become an unhappy couple, these two will probably remain stuck together, inseparable.