after becoming a ghost

"Fuck, if I'm not blind, then that person is me. Er Que, you are too perverted, you can kiss a dead body?" Song Yuan was about to become irritable, and pointed at the two of them. Hands kept shaking. "However, I'm not dead?" Song Yuan, whose focus is always different, looked at the body's slightly undulating chest, and accepted the fact. "Since I'm not dead, then who am I? Am I not Song Yuan, but a lonely ghost who wants to be reborn! Haha, so young master, do I want to save the world, surround myself with beauties, and reach the pinnacle of my life?" .” Song Yuan, who had a special obsession with the pinnacle of life, began to fall into endless imagination. "However, how can we seize the house?"

After serious thinking for a while, when He Mo stretched out his hand to that indescribable place, all the rebirth was thrown out of the blue.Invade it violently, let the air-conditioning freeze him to death.As expected, He Mo stopped, the gentle smile in his eyes was replaced by Frost, and he looked in Song Yuan's direction coldly.Song Yuan made a grimace, "Anyway, I'm not afraid of boiling water, ah bah, I'm not afraid of you anyway."

He Mo got out of bed and adjusted his clothes slowly.He was still wearing the same suit from yesterday. It seemed that Er Que climbed into his bed without taking a shower yesterday. What should I do? I'm so disgusted.A corner of the pink envelope leaked out, and He Mo hadn't had time to read it yesterday.He raised the corners of his lips, leaned over and wanted to kiss his body. "Hey, you're still in good spirits, aren't you?" Squeezing between them to cool off, he watched He Mo stand up straight with satisfaction, frowning.At this time, He Mo's chin was very close to Song Yuan's. Seeing the Adam's apple so close, Song Yuan actually had the urge to bite, preferably the kind that would bleed.

Backing away satisfied, Song Yuan pretended to be an uncle and leaned against the corner of the table, posing for a fight, he knew that He Mo would not let it go.Who knew that He Mo quickly kissed the main body, and even glanced at him provocatively.Song Yuan tried his best to calm down his temper, until his hair stood on end, but he still couldn't bear it.Approaching him aggressively, he took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said, "Are the talisman papers and instruments for exorcising ghosts ready? Send them here immediately." The hand that was originally raised high and honestly withdrew , the expression is aggrieved by betrayal.

Seeing the cloud of cold air finally being honest, He Mo heaved a sigh of relief.Song Yuan was still unconscious on the bed, so he couldn't be frozen.Walking outside the house, I was satisfied to feel that cloud of air-conditioning followed.Hang up the phone, no matter how confused the other end is.I fell asleep when I came back yesterday. I didn’t remember what magic weapon to buy, but now that thing is so obedient, is it really a ghost? "Who are you? Where are you from? Why are you here? What is the purpose?" He Mo poured himself a glass of milk and sat on the sofa.At this time, the sky had already brightened, He Mo took a sip of milk, guessed that the thing had been finished, and then said leisurely: "I don't even want to know."

Originally, Balabala had talked a lot, and the more he talked, the more excited he was. Song Yuan, who felt that he could escape from the life of ghosts immediately, heard this magical turning point, and suddenly became Spartan.He knew that He Mo had a bad stomach, and he also knew that he was very ruthless when he was indifferent, but they were all ganging up to deceive others, when did He Mo deceive them? "We are comrades-in-arms, dear, brothers in the trenches. Hey, Er Que, why did you kiss me before?" Forgive Song Yuan for his too long reflex arc.

He Mo ignored, or could not hear the thing's roaring inquiry at all.Continued: "You can't get close to the guest room just now. My home, you'd better not come in the future. Otherwise, for self-protection, I'm not sure if I'll hire a mage to make your soul fly away." Song Yuan simply Not caring about He Mo's threat, with a wretched smile all over his face, he squatted in front of He Mo, and said meanly: "He Mo, do you like me, I'm sorry to say it? Tell me, I won't laugh at you .” That smile almost went behind the ears.Song Yuan himself didn't know why he was so happy, and immediately wanted to go to the guest room to see how handsome the main body was, so that handsome He Da could be tempted.

However, "Er Que, what are you doing, Er Que, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil Er Que, Er Que, don't open it!" He Mo simply opened the pink envelope and read it.Song Yuan sat down on the ground, covered his face with his hands, opened a gap between his fingers, and sighed inwardly. 'After Er Que finished reading it, would he run to the guest room and click on his body in excitement? 'The envelope was a bad idea from a bad friend he and He Mo shared, saying that giving such a birthday present would make He Mo step down from the altar and enter the world.Then Song Yuan believed it, and now he has become a ghost, and then he regretted it.

The letter actually had very few words, but He Mo read it for a long time.After a long time, Song Yuan began to feel uneasy, "He Mo should have seen that this was a prank. He Mo lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of his arms, and there was a little sparkle in his eyes.The letter was written by Song Yuan himself, "Er Que He Mo, happy birthday. By the way, let me tell you some good news. I like you, Master. Do you like me, Master?" Then there was a big smile on the signature.

"I like it, Xiaoyuan, I love you." He Mo's deep and hoarse voice sounded, and Song Yuan's whole ghost was not well. "Er Que, don't you seem stupid? You believe in such words, and you still answer, who do you answer to?" Seeing He Mo gently kissing Song Yuan's body, Song Yuan could comfort himself that it was just a good morning kiss, A few more good morning kisses are also good morning kisses, but what's going on with this confession.Enduring the complicated 'difficult to distinguish sorrow and joy' mood, he raised his hand to comfort him, but finally took it back.

"You are so kind to me, so good that I think it's a logical thing to confess to me. He Mo, Er Que, what do you think you like me? I'm idle all day long, and I don't do business, so it's just you Stay with me." He bowed his head to accompany him in silence for a long time, and finally Song Yuan said, "Now that I have become like this, you... just give up on me." Song Yuan thought he was dead before, but after gaining consciousness, Song Yuan never Worry about it, he adapts to the life of ghosts very quickly, and he doesn't worry about his own affairs.He knew that He Mo would help him deal with everything, the only thing he was worried about was how he died when he died?Will it be ugly to die?Such a boring little thing.

But now I am just unconscious, if my soul can't go back, it will drag He Mo for the rest of my life.He didn't know how he got out of the body, and naturally he didn't know how to get back. "Ding dong ding dong ding dong." Song Yuan poked He Mo's clothes with his fingers. Although he still couldn't touch it, it was better than nothing.He whispered: "Er Que, someone is knocking on the door." He Mo obviously heard it too, and raised his head.