"Wow, what kind of attitude do you have!"

Hongli couldn't help but get angry: "Obviously what I said was good, and everything I said was right.

As a result, you misunderstood what I meant, and you were mean to me, and then not only did you not apologize, but you also used this tone?"

"Uh, I was wrong..."

Hei Yang's little eyes said resentfully: "I shouldn't miss you like this, Xiaoli, please forgive me."

"How dare you, little girl, blame Master Heiyang!"

Hong Lisheng burst into tears and said pitifully: "How could Master Heiyang think of others so badly! Wuwuwu..."

"Hey, sister, please stop pinching me."

Hei Yang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and get goosebumps all over his body: "You've made me look like a ghost who came back from the dead at midnight."

"Hey, hey, why do I look like a ghost!"

A tic-tac-toe popped up on Hongli's head, and she couldn't help but defend herself: "Heiyang, don't spread rumors. What does it mean to return to the soul at midnight?"

"Didn't I just suppress my voice a little bit?"

Hongli pointed at herself unhappily: "Isn't my original voice soft, ah? Doesn't it sound good?"

"It sounds good, of course it sounds good."

The image of a little puppy howling at him incompetently and furiously flashed through Hei Yang's mind.

Hei Yang showed a funny smile in his heart, but immediately coughed twice, getting rid of this disrespectful thought towards his wife, and coaxed: "Well, it's because your original voice is so beautiful!

That’s why I’m not used to your lowered voice!”

"No!"

Hongli stretched out a palm to stop Hei Yang and said seriously: "What do you mean? I suppressed my voice and you don't want to see me anymore, right?

Ah? Do you think you won’t like me if I catch a cold and become hoarse in the future?”

"Well, how could the great monk catch a cold, hehe."

"Don't change the topic! There are many ways to make your voice hoarse!"

Hongli suddenly blushed, lowered her head slightly, and hummed: "So, do you know your mistake?"

"I know I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"My wife, no matter what she looks like, she is the most beautiful, and no matter what her voice sounds, she is the most beautiful."

"Hmm, that's how it should be."

Hong Li nodded with satisfaction and looked at Hei Yang: "Although I believe what you said, in order to prevent problems before they happen, you also need to pass the psychological exercise test!"

"Huh?"

Hei Yang asked a question: "What, just a psychological exercise test?"

"Ha, it's very simple."

Hongli stretched out a finger, closed her eyes and shook her head and explained: "For example, if you usually think more about Hongli being persecuted, her appearance becomes weird.

If you look at me in a normal way, you will think, wow, my wife is as beautiful as a fairy, how can she be so good-looking! Ah, I am healed!"

Hei Yang: "???"

"Say it again?"

Hei Yang showed his dead fish eyes and stared at Hong Li: "Huh?"

"Ahem, that's not important."

Hongli sweated slightly on her forehead and coughed: "Well, let me give you an example."

"Hmm."

"Ghost Hongli!"

"As long as you are brave, you know..."

"Pale complexion and blood-sucking red glass!"

"Well, I have some leukemia, so sister, believe me, that is really the color of blood!"

"The mud monster Hongli!"

"Hiss, the washed slime must be very soft and elastic!"

"Skull red glass!"

"Wow, this is too explicit!"

"Green-faced and fanged zombie Hongli!"

"Hiss, is it like a talisman on your forehead that won't move and bounce around when you walk?"

"Niutou Hongli!"

"What?"

"Bah, bah, bah, it was a slip of the tongue, it was really a slip of the tongue, please believe me...ah!!!!"

Under the gaze of the two demonic shadows, Hongli was pulled into the nearby woods by Heiyang with a look of despair, and then a miserable cry for help came from the listener.

"..."

The two demon shadows stared at the ground motionlessly. They knew nothing, saw nothing, and didn't want to ask anything...

"Woo woo woo..."

After a while, Hei Yang walked out with his hands behind his back, humming softly, followed closely by Hong Li with her head lowered, looking like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.

"Okay, okay, what are you doing to me?"

Hei Yang looked at Hong Li, who was pretending to be pitiful, speechless, and couldn't help but said: "As for that!"

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuori, why does the body formed by the condensed black mist also have a swollen head?”

Hongli covered her head with tears in her eyes and couldn't help complaining: "What the hell kind of setting is this!"

"Okay, okay, let's continue asking questions."

Hei Yang looked at the two demonic figures and then at Hong Li: "Huh?"

"What else are you asking?"

Hong Li curled her lips, looked at the two demonic figures who had returned to their obedient appearance, and rolled her eyes.

"You won't even let anyone kiss you, so how can you prepare for the more exciting test after that!"

"Wow, can't you make it a bit more normal and difficult?"

Hei Yang couldn't help but a tic-tac-toe appeared on his forehead: "I have to fix those, well, it's embarrassing, I usually have the barrier on!"

"Huh? What kind of normal difficulty?"

"For example..."

Hei Yang frowned and thought for a moment, then stretched out a finger: "Use your tongue to stand upside down and rotate it at a speed of one hundred revolutions per second?"

Hong Li: "???"

Demon Shadow: "???"

"Good guy, I'm so direct, good guy, stop learning postures!"

Hong Li chuckled and said with disdain: "Amateurs are just amateurs. They are not as good as a professional torturer like me. Bah, bah, I mean I am a professional psychiatrist!"

"The Exotic Land Development of Vegetable-Growing Skeletons"

"When did you become a professional?"

"Don't worry, it's just for the plot. Just ask those powerful bosses how they died suddenly!"

"The problem is that the plot doesn't need you, right?"

"Ah, let me go then?"

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense."

Hei Yang turned to look at the two demonic figures and waved his hand.

"Go home, go home, and leave it in the woods to feed the mosquitoes!"

Demon Shadow: "..."

"What's wrong?"

Hei Yang looked at the two demonic figures motionless and frowned: "Disobedient again?"

"That's right! How dare you disobey me?"

Hong Li waved her little fist and said fiercely: "If you don't leave, I will let Hei Yang beat you two!"
To be continued...