Lovely wife, my husband is not human

The painted skin demon had a sinister smile on his girly face, and the knife in his hand was threatening to force Su Mile.

She wanted to scream instinctively, but at this moment, her vocal cords shrank because of the great fear, and her throat hurt like a date stone stuck.

Just when her pupils were infinitely approaching a point as the knife tip approached, the Painted Skin Demon seemed to have discovered something terrible, and suddenly stopped moving, and immediately frowned into a Sichuan shape.

"How can such a beautiful face have pimples?" The Painted Skin Demon squeezed Su Mile's face in amazement, looked left and right, and found several red pimples on her nose and chin.

These pimples are like mouse feces in a delicious soup pot, and they are a thorn in the flesh and a thorn in the flesh, which is extremely disappointing.

The Painted Skin Demon retracted the knife angrily, and said angrily, "It's your fate."

Su Mile's heart was almost jumping into her throat. Seeing that the Painted Skin Demon didn't intend to continue, she swallowed her saliva and swallowed her heart back into her stomach.

Good risk, good risk!Thanks to these ugly pimples on my face, I saved my life...

However, her skin has always been very good, and she seldom has acne during adolescence, so why did she suddenly develop acne?
Thinking of the pet mask that Ming Guang put on her before, she vaguely had the answer in her heart, perhaps it was the ingredients in the mask that caused skin allergies that caused the acne.

The Painted Skin Demon smeared something on her face, a green sticky paste, with a herbal smell, and a cool feeling on her face.

After applying the ointment, she was forced to drink a large bowl of herbal tea to relieve fire and inflammation.

"My beauty cream has a miraculous effect on treating acne. Within three hours of keeping it, the acne will disappear." The Painted Skin Demon giggled sinisterly, with a voice like an old crow.

Su Mile thought to himself: "Three hours? Mingguang should have discovered that I was missing, but this place seems to be very hidden. I wonder if his little bats can find it."

Based on the idea that it can be delayed for a while, Su Mile plans to play tricks with the painted skin monster again.

"Obviously your face is younger than mine now, why do you have to change it to mine?"

The Painted Skin Demon seemed unwilling to waste time talking with her, so he rolled her eyes and said, "People who are about to die don't need to understand why."

Su Mile persisted: "But I have a problem. When I encounter a problem and can't figure it out, I will get angry. When I get angry, I will get acne and wrinkles. Even if you apply fairy water to me, it won't work. Why don't you just use it?" According to my wish, let me die to understand."

The Painted Skin Demon didn't know if what she said was true or not, but she felt sorry for that beautiful face and didn't want any accidents to happen to this face, so she answered Su Mile's question.

"Although the face is young now, it's not the type he likes. Your face is exactly what he wants."

"Who is he referring to? The male monster? Judging by your expression, it should be, but the human skin will rot and stink soon after leaving the body."

"Hehe, I naturally have my own way to make human skin available to me forever."

"Then you are really amazing. By the way, have you figured out how to get the male demon out of the trap?"

All the questions she asked before were insignificant, but when she suddenly asked the key point, the Painted Skin Demon suddenly became defensive, frowned and said, "You have a lot of questions."

Su Mile is not afraid of offending her, anyway, as long as the pimples on her face don't disappear for a while, the Painted Skin Demon won't dare to do anything to her.

The corner of her mouth raised, and she said tentatively: "I'm afraid you have buried your eyeliner in the Demon Management Bureau, right? When the time comes, you will make a lot of noise and cooperate internally and externally, and finally, you will come to hide and rescue the male demon."

The Painted Skin Demon's complexion suddenly changed. Seeing this expression, Su Mile knew that he had guessed right again.

There is actually a traitor in the Demon Management Bureau, does Ming Guang know about this?
A flash of light from the headlights of a car flashed across the wall, and the Painted Skin Demon stood up abruptly, and cast a sidelong glance at her: "You'd better save your energy, lest you'll have no energy to cry out for pain when you peel your skin later."

I didn't expect Tang Xiaoru to move so fast. It took less than half an hour to bring over the man requested by the Painted Skin Demon. I don't know which unlucky guy fell into the clutches of this time.

Su Mile pointed her ears to listen to the movement outside.

"Are you satisfied with this man?"

"Satisfied, so satisfied, I never thought there would be such a superb male figure in the world."

"Okay, now you should fulfill what you promised me."

"Let's talk in the house, you help me carry the man in."

"You really treat me as a free coolie? When did this lady do this kind of physical work?"

"Hurry up, don't get ink stains."

Painted Skin Demon and Tang Xiaoru carried the man to the console next to Su Mile.

She turned her head to look.

High nose and thin lips, perfect profile like shavings, even with eyes closed, it looks like a sleeping jade sculpture, this majestic face of thousands of female creatures, who else can have it but Mingguang?
"Tang Xiaoru, what did you do to Mingguang!" Su Mile yelled at Tang Xiaoru with wide eyes.

Tang Xiaoru hooked her lips and smiled: "Isn't it good to let you become a loving couple even if you are a ghost? You should thank me, right?"

The two consoles were very close to each other, Su Mile struggled desperately, trying to reach out to touch the dark light, but was restrained by the shackles on his body and couldn't move.

"Everyone was brought here for you, return the things to me soon." Tang Xiaoru urged again.

"haha okay."

The Painted Skin Demon took out a black hexagonal box from his robe, and opened the lid. Inside, there was a white worm the size of an adult's thumb wriggling around, which was extremely disgusting and creepy.

The Painted Skin Demon gently stroked Chong Zi's belly, and said lovingly, "My dear son, spit out the pill."

The white worm wriggled its plump body, and spit out a soybean-sized black grain from its mouth or some hidden organ.

"You eat this pill." The Painted Skin Demon put the so-called "Insect Pill" in Tang Xiaoru's palm.

Tang Xiaoru swallowed, looked at the unknown object in her palm with a complicated expression, smelled it, and almost vomited.

Xu Shi witnessed the process of this thing being produced from the body of the big white worm with his own eyes, and the psychological shadow was so great that he couldn't accept it for a while.

"Eat, eat what you want and you'll be back." The Painted Skin Demon stared at Tang Xiaoru expectantly.

"Are you sure this thing isn't poisonous?" Tang Xiaoru couldn't stop talking, feeling extremely disgusted with this elixir.

"For a man, you are not even afraid of death, but you are afraid of being poisoned? Don't worry, I am destined to be with you. When I see you, I think of when I was young. I will not harm you."

"Go for it!" Tang Xiaoru swallowed the pill whole after closing and opening her eyes.

"Go back and wait for the elixir to take effect, don't delay my work here." The Painted Skin Demon waved her hand to signal Tang Xiaoru to go out.

At the moment when the Painted Skin Demon and Tang Xiaoru were distracted, Ming Guang opened his eyes and made a silent gesture to Su Mile, signaling her to keep silent.