It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Although it didn't feel good to be discussed by two people like this, Qiaojin could only grin and hum again.

The headlights of the locomotive suddenly went out, and the sudden darkness made people feel heartbroken.Jokin heard his heart beating violently in his chest.

"Let's go first." Liang Yueyang raised his head, looked behind Qiao Jin with deep eyes, and his voice was terrible.

Seeing Liang Yueyang's extremely dignified expression, Yun Mao didn't dare to say much, so he ran over and grabbed Qiao Jin and dragged him to his car.

The coquettish red color of the sports car is now like a pool of fresh blood in strange places.

Qiao Jin couldn't help stretching out his palm, and he was shocked to find that there was no trace of blood on the delicate texture, and the sticky feeling seemed to have never appeared.

"What are you in a daze for! Come up quickly." Yun Mao anxiously wanted to drag the dazed Qiao Jin up.

"Oh." Qiao Jin hurriedly got into the passenger seat, the seat belt had just been pulled up halfway, the momentum of the car's start made him lean back sharply, and his back felt a little panicked.

The high beam lights hit the thick fog, and the small particles one by one undoubtedly appeared.Qiao Jin reached out to pick out the things on his back, and couldn't help complaining: "What's on your seat, it's so hard."

"There's nothing there!" Yunmao's voice was immature, even if he was in a hurry, he seemed to be acting like a spoiled child.The complete inability to see the road made him feel irritable, so he turned his head and glanced at the passenger seat.

Jokin tugged, but didn't take it out.

"Fuck!!!!" Yun Mao screamed, and the car turned sharply.

"Die!" Qiao Jin raised his voice and slammed his head back.The head that was supposed to touch the soft cushion felt like it had hit a hard rock.

Yun Mao slammed on the brakes, and Qiao Jin rushed forward.When the car came to a complete stop, Qiao Jin wailed, "No. [-], do you know how to drive?"

"It doesn't matter whether I can drive, what matters is whether we can catch ghosts." Yun Mao gritted his teeth and gasped for every word.

Jokin felt a chill on the back of his neck.He stretched out his hand to cover the back of his painful head, and turned his head stiffly.

On the cushion was a hand with fine bones.It's a good thing there's no sticky flesh, Jokin thought.I didn't know which finger was pulling just now.

The skull exposed on the headrest is also white and clean, but the knock just now seems to be heavy, the nasal bone has collapsed, and the facial features look a little ridiculous.

The part I saw was clean, but as soon as the stiff thing moved, there was a fishy smell in the air, and then, some slippery and dirty fish and shrimp stinky gushed out from nowhere, twisting its body and driving the skeleton action.

Qiaojin grinned dryly with the corners of his mouth pulled, and quietly touched the door opening with one hand.

"Help help!"

Mao Mao, who was just surprised but not afraid, suddenly smelled a rather nasty smell. He looked back and saw that there was a big dog that was skinny and wet in the back seat.

"Master, help—"

Fear makes people's voices louder, and men grow louder.

"You're a goblin after all! You're so cowardly!" Qiao Jin hissed.

Yunmao screamed, "I'm baby baby baby!"

"Let you buy a convertible!!!"

As the duo ran wildly in the dark, Liang Yueyang felt some twitching in the corners of his eyes.

……

"I'm sure you'll be fine here." Liang Yueyang took off his helmet, and looked at Yun Mao in the driver's seat with his long and narrow eyes.The escort is so long, it is really strenuous.

Yun Mao was trembling, his soft hair was swirling in the wind, he blinked obediently: "Okay, you go back and be careful."

"It's fun to follow me." Liang Yueyang's cold tone was full of warning.

"It's not fun, it's not fun." Yun Mao shook his head like a rattle, but his eyes were stubborn, and his mouth still did not let go, "I will follow during the day from now on."

Liang Yueyang held back his stomach ache and looked away slightly.

Qiao Jin tilted his head, turned aside to avoid Yun Mao, looked at Liang Yueyang expressionlessly but curiously in his eyes, his mind was full of memories of the man who just crushed the bones beside him on the car body with his palm, and the snow-white shirt. Inside, the blood vessels on the clean neck were beating slightly.

The air is filled with fresh wood and mint scents.

"Don't come back during this time." Liang Yueyang thought for a while before reminding.

Yun Mao locked the car and said cautiously, "Are you in trouble?"

Qiao Jin quickly turned around from the passenger seat, but Liang Yueyang left only a shining white back.

"Tsk." Qiao Jin bit the tip of his tongue lightly, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"Hello." Yun Mao squeezed the air out of his mouth into his right cheek, and stared at Qiao Jin embarrassedly with puffed cheeks, his strange voice was very recognizable, "I'll borrow you for one night, and find a place to live tomorrow."

Qiao Jin frowned, with a bitter look on his face, suspected of cheating, not at all as gentle as the sunshine when they met during the day: "I have to wait for the photoshoot all day tomorrow. I don't have time or money to find a place to live."

so troublesome.Yun Mao rolled his eyes and snorted: "Then we'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm too lazy to think about it."

A strange feeling rushed from the tailbone to the back.Qiao Jin couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders, and a strange idea came to his mind, if he filmed more movies, he would have a place to live.

In addition to the leading actors in the film crew, there are also many well-known people living in the high-end hotel.The elevator was slowly going up, and Qiao Jin couldn't help asking: "Male number one, isn't the paparazzi still lurking at this time?"

"Don't worry." Yunmao stretched his waist, and let out a sigh of satisfaction, "Although I have no skills, it's okay to blur the pixels."

Woohoo, I forgot that this guy is not human.The corners of Qiao Jin's mouth were slightly raised, and this stretched waist seemed a bit arrogant and lazy like a cat.

"A walking mosaic." Qiao Jin sighed, "You usually walk on the road, and no one thinks that your face is full of indescribable?"

"Man, watch your words and deeds." Yun Mao straightened his back and rolled his eyes aggressively, "I can decide that you can only sleep on the floor tonight."

"Pfft." Qiao Jin let out a muffled laugh, he didn't expect the child to be so kind, "You originally planned to let me sleep in bed?"

"Ding."

"It's here?" Qiao Jin took a step forward and was held by Yun Mao's hands. He looked up suspiciously. Yun Mao clicked on the 17th floor, but now it shows the 12th floor...

The woman with disheveled hair and bloodstained face looked around the elevator blankly, and after she seemed to be sure again and again, she floated into the elevator with hesitant steps.

Yun Mao leaned towards Qiao Jin calmly, Qiao Jin muttered "No one" and clicked the close button.

In the small space, because of Yunmao's surprisingly closeness, it seemed to have become much narrower.

"Are you drunk in the elevator?" Qiao Jin frowned and moved away, shaking his hands to express his disgust, "We don't know each other well."