I was a little dizzy, holding on to the wall, and walked out of the bathroom. The hall was so quiet that there was no trace of people...
That's right, he is a ghost. If he is popular, it would be really abnormal!!
Under the moonlight, he was half leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed tightly. My eyes fell on his pursed lips, and I really had the urge to kiss Fangze.
Suddenly, the picture that made my nose bleed for a long time suddenly appeared in my mind. My face felt hot, and I quickly withdrew my eyes, turned around, and walked towards the room...
Damn it, since when did I become so perverted?
Also, when did I start swearing?
Or...the old me could speak well?
Why!!
I sighed softly and closed the door of the room. If I knew all the reasons why, would I still need to suffer in the human world?
However, it seems like this is a good ordeal. As long as you can see him, everything will be fine...!!
I lay on the bed peacefully, as if the bed itself was mine. I covered myself with a quilt and closed my eyes tiredly. Perhaps, this was a very beautiful night...!!
When I slept until midnight, I felt hot all over my body, dizzy and uncomfortable. I took off the quilt, but felt cold again, and I couldn't sleep well.
Suddenly, I felt a pair of cold hands resting on my forehead. I opened my eyes with some fear, only to see Nasu with a deep frown on his brows!!
I'm sick, will he save me?
maybe!!
Didn't he just let me go in the bathroom just now, didn't he?
That night, I seemed to have slept for a long time, as if it had lasted a century. During the night, I dreamed of many things, all of which were scenes of Xansu and that Ling'er being together. I saw Xansu doing it to her very seriously.
Make meals, fold quilts, do laundry, do hygiene, go to school to deliver meals to her...
Suddenly I felt a little sour in my heart. If he did this to me, I would be willing to die!!
Grandpa said that Linger was me, but I was even jealous of myself. It was really depressing.
Well, even if that person is me, it's only from the past. The problem is, he doesn't treat me well now.
With a heavy head, I climbed out of bed, grabbed a set of clothes from the cabinet, changed them, and left the room. The moment I left the room, my mouth suddenly opened wide. Oh my God, how could I?
Do you know there are clothes in this cabinet?
Moreover, these clothes fit me so well, as if they were originally made for me.
I slapped my head in a daze, closed the door, and didn't think too much. As soon as I walked out of the room, I smelled the fragrance of the food. Damn, it smelled so damn good.
Actually, even me, an elf who doesn't know the fireworks of the world, was attracted by the fragrance.
Following the smell, I walked all the way towards the kitchen, where there was a picture that made my heart palpitate.
Xisu was taking his time and cooking breakfast very seriously. His cooking posture was actually so noble and elegant. He was worthy of being the ghost king of the ghost clan with superb bloodline.
I stood at the door of the kitchen, as if I was holding my breath. I was afraid that as soon as I took a breath, I would disturb Xia Su. I would never see such a rare scene again...
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Dear friends, the next plot will be very exciting. Everyone is asking Milk Tea whether Ling'er's child is dead. Milk Tea will not reveal this for now, leaving some mystery for everyone. In the following story, I will write it one by one.
Yes, please watch patiently.
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