She squeaked and slammed his wound with her fist, only to hear him groan.
"Little brother, you have suffered such a serious injury, you should be healed, and you shouldn't think about some serious things."
Ji Yongchuan's voice became hoarse, "I don't feel pain."
His hand came to the back of her neck and he lifted it gently to let her look into his eyes.
Red mixed with black eyes, strange and inexplicable, but tender like water.
"If you want to leave me in the future, there may be no way."
Once a ghost has an obsession, it will become a real ghost.
If she doesn't want him, he'll probably lose his mind.
Turned into a terrifying ghost, haunting her tightly.
Bai Weiwei's eyes were clear, she gently leaned against his icy body, entwining him in reliance.
"I'm still waiting to die. I'll go to Sanshengshi with you again to write my name."
Her voice softened, "I would like to be with you for three lives, life after life."
Ji Yongchuan was planted at once, all his hardness was messed up, his eyes were a little wet, and inexplicable emotions were surging in his body.
He knew that he was no longer a lonely ghost.
Because she wants him.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is seventy-five.]
Ji Yongchuan bowed his head again, and kissed her tenderly, so deeply that he couldn't help it.
He wants to get her.
The breath of the two became confused, most of their clothes were removed, and the water vapor was hazy.
His black hair was scattered, his icy face lifted slightly, and he whispered, "Weiwei..."
The voice is full of nostalgic sensuality.
Just when he wanted to go down.
The water in the bath suddenly trembled.
The house shook, and some force was shaking the foundation of the house.
Ji Yongchuan raised his head suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to pull over the veil on the edge of the bath, and wrapped a large piece directly around Bai Weiwei.
Bai Weiwei's eyes were wet and watery, and she didn't know what happened.
The next moment, above the bath, there was a rumbling sound.
There was a big hole in the roof.
Ji Yongchuan took Bai Weiwei and flew out of the bath in an instant. He hugged her and stood on the ground.
And the huge white paper crane on the roof flew down.
The person on the paper crane, Taoist uniform, short hair, with a white ribbon around his left eye, carrying a peach wood sword, and holding a gossip mirror in his hand.
The Bagua Mirror bounced all the ghosts out, and couldn't hurt the person on Zhihe in the slightest.
Ji Yongchuan looked at him angrily, "Bai Wen, how dare you chase after the ghost world."
Bai Wen raised his head, his Taoist uniform was flying, and he said indifferently, "Why don't you dare, take away my Bai family, even if it is hell, I will chase you to the eighteenth floor."
The paper crane fell on the bathtub and turned into white paper.
Bai Wen stepped on the white paper and approached Ji Yongchuan.
"Weiwei, is that enough bullshit? Ji Yongchuan is the ghost king. When the gate of hell closes at the end of the month, he will kill you with his own hands. Didn't you already know about these things?"
Bai Weiwei knew that the critical moment to gain favorability was coming.
At this time, I have to hold Ji Yongchuan's thigh tightly and not relax, saying that I should not be proud of myself for the sake of loving me.
One hundred favorability, waving at her.
Before Bai Weiwei grinned, the familiar system alert sounded.
[Ding, the side quest is open, please say three sentences to your Ji Yongchuan, in Mandarin, first-class A, and the words are clear to the ears.]
Outside Bai Weiwei, there was a question mark on her face.
In Mandarin, she is serious and has no accent. It is still possible to achieve first-class A, after all, she is also a person who has passed the test.