I sell lunch boxes in the underworld

Chapter 146 Do you like me?

After Qin Yunie saw clearly who was standing in the room, her eyes lit up instantly, and she blurted out in surprise: "Lord Yama!"

She didn't even care about Xiaobai on the ground. She stood up impatiently and asked anxiously, "When did you come back?"

Yan Wenjing's eyes swept over her, then landed on her collar, which she hadn't buttoned completely in her haste. He then lowered his gaze to her face and said calmly, "Just now."

Qin Yunie's heart trembled slightly. He just came back... Doesn't that mean he came to find her as soon as he came back?

She pursed her lips, somewhat confused. The King of Hell often said or did things that made her misunderstand, yet he acted calmly, as if it was natural for him to do all this, without any hint of romance.

His behavior did not overstep the bounds at all, and the look he gave her was also very calm. It was precisely because of this that Qin Yunie felt at a loss.

Compared to other people, the King of Hell’s thoughts are too difficult to understand.

It is difficult for normal people to hide their love for someone, whether through eyes or actions.

But the King of Hell was completely different. Even when he gave Qin Yunie those things, he could not sense any ambiguity at all, let alone any ambiguous actions.

This feeling is more like taking care of the younger generation?

Yes, it’s the younger generation!

Pampered, spoiled, protected, but without the slightest bit of romance.

But she and the King of Hell, one is a human and the other is a god. She must have done a lot of good deeds to be treated as a junior by the King of Hell and taken care of.

Thinking about it, Qin Yunie felt that her idea was naive and ridiculous.

But Mengpo had heard from other ghost messengers that the King of Hell never paid any attention to other people, so this made her feel even more strange.

She was certain that she must be somewhat special to the King of Hell, otherwise he would not have gone out of his way to find a suitable martial art for her, would not have gone out of his way to find the golden feather robe, and would not have torn through space to come and save her when she was in trouble.

Qin Yunie looked at the King of Hell with confusion and puzzlement in his eyes.

Although she always felt that the King of Hell was very good to her, this kind of kindness did not seem like the relationship between a man and a woman.

She was afraid that if this continued, she would fall into it.

However, in fact, the King of Hell may not have any such thoughts about her at all, and everything is just her wishful thinking.

Qin Yunie suddenly calmed down. She took a deep breath, pretended nothing happened, went into the house, and came out holding the cloak that Meng Po had just brought her.

As she spoke, she opened the box in her hand, handed it over, and said, "You came at the right time. This is a cloak I customized at the ghost market. Take a look and see if you like it."

"Cloak?" Yan Wenjing was not aware of her inner struggle and fluctuations. He was just a little stunned when he heard what she said. His eyes fell on the black cloak. It seemed that he did not expect that Qin Yunie would actually customize a cloak for him.

"Well, I saw you wearing a cloak several times. I thought you were going to a place that needed it. You have helped me so much, and I didn't know how to repay you, so I customized a cloak for you. I heard from Sister Meng that your clothes are all made by a special person. It doesn't matter if you don't like them." Qin Yunie couldn't help but retract his fingertips when he said this, and he didn't dare to look at Yan Wenjing.

Yan Wenjing saw her lack of confidence, reached out and took the cloak in his hand, put it on his body, glanced at it, and said calmly: "Not bad."

Qin Yunie looked up in surprise when she heard that, and watched King Yama put on her custom-made cloak. His long hair was casually lifted out by him and spread behind him. As King Yama moved, the golden threads appeared and disappeared, making him look majestic and mysterious, even more stunning and handsome than she had expected.

Qin Yunie smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

Yan Wenjing took off his cloak, put it away, and said calmly, "Thank you."

It was the first time he received a cloak from someone else, and he felt it was pretty good.

Seeing this, Qin Yunie's mood suddenly improved. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she looked at the King of Hell and asked softly, "King of Hell, is there something you want to talk to me about so late at night?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Wenjing waved his hand lightly, and a basket filled with various fruits appeared in his hand.

If you ignore the faint spiritual energy emanating from them, these fruits look like just ordinary fruits.

Yan Wenjing handed the fruit basket in his hand towards Qin Yunie and said in a light voice: "I'm sending you some spiritual fruits. These are filled with peaches and other spiritual fruits. You should be able to feel some changes in your body now. These spiritual fruits are very good for your body."

Qin Yunie was stunned. She didn't expect that the King of Hell would come to her as soon as he came back, and it was actually to give her some spiritual fruit.

Although she didn't know what effect eating these would have, she could easily guess how precious and popular these spiritual fruits were just from the word "spiritual fruit" and what the King of Hell said about them being good for her body.

Knowing that the King of Hell had come specially to deliver the spiritual fruit to her, Qin Yunie felt happy, touched, and an indescribable emotion ran through her limbs.

The King of Hell always made her feel emotional with his nonchalant attitude, but it seemed that he had no thoughts about her in that regard.

Her heart, which had just calmed down, was stirred again.

Qin Yunie's throat suddenly became dry, as if blocked by an invisible force, making it extremely difficult for her to even speak. She couldn't help but feel a pang of pain at the tip of her nose, and a thin layer of mist gradually welled up in her eye sockets.

Qin Yunie clenched her fists tightly, and the tingling sensation in her palms calmed her emotions a little.

After a long while, she finally opened her mouth with difficulty, her voice trembling and difficult, "You went to heaven just to bring back these spiritual fruits?"

A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the King of Hell. He explained, "Not exactly. I had something to do in Heaven, so I brought some back for you."

She forced a smile and whispered, "Thank you, Lord Yama."

Then, Qin Yunie reached out to take the fruit basket. When he was about to put it on the table, he heard the King of Hell say, "Don't you want to try it?"

The King of Hell raised his chin slightly towards the fruit basket and said, "These peaches taste good. I think you will like them."

Such words were said so casually by the King of Hell, and Qin Yunie suddenly felt a little resentful in his heart.

Why flirt if you don’t marry!

Since you don't mean that, don't keep saying things that will make her misunderstand you, or doing things that will make her misunderstand you.

Qin Yunie suddenly felt this energy in her heart. She raised her head abruptly, her eyes slightly red, and asked, "Lord Yama, do you like me?"