He wanted to explain, but he was afraid that she would look at him in horror.
Let her misunderstand, he is being taken by a ghost.
Yu Moqian stood quietly in front of her, and when he bowed his head, his ink hair fell on her shoulders.
In the end he just stretched out his fingers and gently stroked her short hair.
"In the future, what do you want to do, I will accompany you."
He was blindfolded, the corners of his lips lifted slightly.
He spoke softly without love, but with sincerity.
After all, he was the one who took him out of that lonely place, and even more... looked at her body.
His sense of responsibility does not allow his escape.
But the next second, his lips were covered by a hand, and the warm fingertips scalded his cold lips.
Then Bai Weiwei's voice sounded, "Okay, I'm joking with you, you look so scared that you're going to be responsible for me, and you don't have needle eyes, just look at it, the pre-existing society is open, you don't need to Such an antique."
She spoke for a while, and then said softly, "You don't have to follow me all the time. You can do whatever you want. I don't want to imprison you."
Yu Moqian was silent for a moment, her mind was filled with her gentle tone.
She smiled, "We are friends after all."
Yu Moqian's heart trembled, but he was a little moved.
This feeling turned into another emotion that made him tremble.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is thirty.]
His closed eyes were a little dry, and then he said softly, "Okay, friend."
He is a lonely ghost, except for being the spirit behind her and accompanying her.
The rest cannot be given to her.
If she was not of pure yang constitution, his existence would have already become a leech that absorbed her vitality.
People will die if they stay with ghosts for a long time.
Not to mention, we can be together.
Really together, he will kill her.
Yu Moqian groped and held her hand, then turned his back to her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Put your clothes on, let's go."
Bai Weiwei seemed to laugh in a low voice.
As if mocking his cowardice.
Yu Moqian said very calmly, "By the way, there are too many ghosts in this place. If you don't leave, the hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts, starved ghosts will come."
Bai Weiwei's smile froze, surrounded by darkness and gloomy wind.
She let herself go too far, and she even forgot that they were on the ghost road.
This place is the path of hell that ghosts take.
Bai Weiwei shivered and quickly put on her clothes. She needed to be blindfolded more than Yu Moqian.
Babies who are afraid of ghosts can't stand being scared.
She saw ghosts and nightmares had prototypes.
In the future, if I stay alone, in the middle of the night, I will be able to make up the image of a ghost without a ghost.
Bai Weiwei said, it was terrible.
Hearing Bai Weiwei getting dressed quickly, Yu Moqian couldn't help but curled his lips and smiled.
Really afraid of ghosts.
Obviously bold, but so afraid of these gadgets.
Bai Weiwei got dressed, took his long gown into her hand, and tapped his back muscles lightly with her fingers.
As soon as he stiffened, he heard her say, "Put on your clothes."
The conversation between the two of them was so ambiguous.
Yu Moqian lowered his head and seemed a little shy, and then he stretched out his hand to tear the cloth off his eyes. The half-drooping black eyes seemed like an endless night, but they had a soft feeling.
Then he took the clothes from her hand, and the clothes turned into dark blue dots, covering his body.
A complete piece of clothing appeared on him again.
Yu Moqian saw that his hair was loose, and he was not in the mood to braid it, so he let it go.