my therapist freaked out

Jiang Hongyu couldn't figure out what Ke Fan was thinking, and he didn't dare to approach him casually.

The black and white impermanence just came suddenly, he was afraid of scaring Ke Fan, so he immediately pushed one by one and went outside the house.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang Hongyu, this chance for you to return to life is hard-won. If you violate the rules more than fifty times, you will be disqualified immediately."

The black impermanent who came to Jiang Hongyu was not of a high level, and he was speechless because of the ghostly aura on him. Bai Wuchang was a little older, so he bit the bullet and went through the process.

"I understand." Jiang Hongyu said.

Bai Wuchang was in charge of Jiang Hongyu's line. Although it was very difficult, he still reminded him tremblingly: "Mr. Jiang, although fifty times sounds like a lot. With all due respect, at your speed, I don't know how long it will take to get from You got enough yang energy from your predestined relationship master. You'd better hurry up and make fewer mistakes."

Jiang Hongyu had been thinking about this matter for the past two days, so he couldn't hear such words at all.As a result, he stared at Bai Wuchang with an unfriendly expression.

Help, ghost!Hei Wuchang was so frightened that he almost passed away.

Seeing that Jiang Hongyu didn't speak, Bai Wu stopped persuading him.Silently took him to go through the procedure of lifting the ticket, in case his soul was damaged and his ability in the world was limited.

After such a complicated process, it will be too late to come back.

Did Ke Fan think he left without saying goodbye?Jiang Hongyu thought, why not give in to this little idiot.

He was about to descend slowly, but Ke Fan also thought at the same time, is he angry?

Although he was quite angry with Jiang Hongyu, but judging by his lightness, he should be a ghost with very weak strength.

Before Jiang Hongyu pushed himself away from the wheel, although he didn't admit it, Ke Fan always suspected that he was injured.

Such a push pushes a weak ghost far away, isn't it the same as domestic violence?Ke Fan silently spurned himself in his heart, no matter what dissatisfaction or misunderstanding he could talk about, why bother.

Ke Fan's face was burning with guilt and shame.

Before Jiang Hongyu moved, he saw Ke Fan lying on the bed, wearing the pajamas he wore before, stretching out his hand timidly, and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Then gently, tugged towards him.

With a bang, Jiang Hongyu's mind went blank, and when the smoke cleared and he returned to his senses, Ke Fan was already moaning from being bullied.His thin arms were wrapped around Jiang Hongyu's back, caught between Jiang Hongyu's slender legs, the insteps protruding from the bathrobe were arched, and his light-colored toenails rubbed against the sheets.Even though the tip of his tongue hurt from being bitten, he was not willing to hold it up and beat him. He could only grab the fingertips of his right hand with his left hand and scratch his little finger sadly.

"Are you still pushing?" Jiang Hongyu finally got over his addiction, stopped, and felt himself stuck between Ke Fan's legs, and was pushed hard by something.He fixed the waist of the little guy who wanted to move quietly to the bed with both hands, and moved on purpose.

Jiang Hongyu was tall enough to cover Ke Fan completely under his sphere of influence.

Ke Fan blushed, and tightly pressed his red lips.

"Don't move." Ke Fan's tongue was numb, and his voice was between his lips and tongue, like a mosquito.

Jiang Hongyu looked at the steam in his eyes, lowered his head and pecked his lips lightly.

"Stop moving, why move? Is it like this?" The man between Ke Fan's legs began to do evil again, and Jiang Hongyu's body was covered with a nightgown made of soft and waxy fabric, and there was a coolness that could not be ignored.

But the coolness fell on Ke Fan's body through the fabric, causing a fire that could not be extinguished.

At first, Ke Fan was able to persist in this situation, his ears were red and he pretended not to feel anything.But soon, the pleasure of scratching the itch made Ke Fan want to reach out his hands without shame, but Jiang Hongyu restrained his hands on the top of his head, and was not allowed to touch any part of his body.

The night light was on for a long time.

The next day, Ke Fan got up angrily, washed up, ate up the steamed soup buns that Jiang Hongyu had steamed in the morning with a dark face, smothered his porridge, and slammed the door outside.

Jiang Hongyu was still washing the dishes quickly, thinking about waiting for Ke Fan to change his shoes and bag and go out with him.

By the way coax.

As a result, there was a loud bang from the door that reflected Ke Fan's anger, and there was no one in the living room.

Jiang Hongyu took the last steamer into the kitchen, rinsed it under the faucet calmly, left it to dry, and jumped out of the window.

It just happened to fall in front of Ke Fan, who had been dragging his temper after stopping on the first floor of the elevator.

"Ah!" A figure fell from the sky and landed in front of him, and Ke Fan jumped back in fright.

People passing by were startled by Ke Fan, and a young girl on the side gave him an angrily look at him with mentally ill eyes, opened the parasol and walked away.

Jiang Hongyu landed firmly on the ground without even squatting.

Ke Fan was taken aback, and when he found out that it was Jiang Hongyu, he quickly looked around vigilantly.

"It's okay, they can't see me." Jiang Hongyu said.

Ke Fan was even angrier now, he walked around Jiang Hongyu and didn't speak to him.

Jiang Hongyu called his name behind his back, but Ke Fan didn't look back.

Ke Fan entered the subway and never saw Jiang Hongyu again.He just remembered that as a ghost, Jiang Hongyu couldn't walk in the sun with him without his parasol.

So, when I was downstairs just now, I walked into the sunshine from the shadow of the tall building without looking back...

Jiang Hongyu might want to apologize to himself, to follow his footsteps to coax him, but he had no choice but to stop at the boundary between yin and yang.

Watching Ke Fan's back going away in the sun.

Ke Fan was abused by his imagination.But he has already boarded the subway, and if he returns at this time, he will definitely be late, and his full attendance this month will fall short.

Today is the 27th.

He thought about Jiang Hongyu's face, then thought about ten pink renminbi, and watched the subway door shut with the sound of beeps without moving.

When he arrived at the company, Ke Fan wanted to visit Xiaoxi during the break time.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, the accountant next door, Sister Wang, made a fuss and exclaimed: "Ah, Ke Fan, why do you look so bad?"

Ke Fan touched his face subconsciously, a little surprised.

He was a little unkempt, and he didn't look carefully when he washed up in the morning. Did he look bad?

"Maybe it's because of staying up late." Ke Fan was told that his complexion was bad, and he didn't feel uncomfortable, so he replied with a good-natured smile.

Of course, when he thought about why he stayed up all night... Ke Fan immediately felt that Jiang Hongyu deserved what he deserved, and he really shouldn't soften his heart.

"Why do you look so lacking in energy?" Sister Wang didn't care much about Ke Fan, she turned back to her place and turned on the computer, muttering.

Ke Fan's spirit is not sluggish, much better than the previous stage when he was haunted by something unknown.Now I am energetic at work, and I don’t have to suspect that I am mentally ill. Even at night...

night.No, I'm really angry.

The morning's work was over soon, and Ke Fan planned to visit Xiaoxi's department.

"What? Resigned?" Ke Fan was surprised and repeated.

"Yes, suddenly, we haven't recruited the right people yet. It's really unreliable." The leader of the logistics team complained, "Everything was taken away."

Ke Fan looked at Xiaoxi's empty workstation.

"When did you resign? Wasn't it still there last Friday?" Ke Fan asked.

The team leader still has a good impression of Ke Fan, and he doesn't mind saying a few more words to him: "Probably, on Sunday afternoon, after the sun goes down. Our logistics team is on duty on weekends in rotation. He and the boss have already passed the air. There is also a tall man who came with him." Speaking of this, he showed a gossip smile, "I heard that Xiaoxi is 'that', hehe, maybe it's with that man..."

He winked and gave a "you know" smile.

Ke Fan couldn't laugh, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and returned to his work station.

Even calling Xiaoxi couldn't get through. Since she came back and resigned, it should be safe.

Ke Fan sent a short condolence message to Xiaoxi's number.It's not surprising that Xiaoxi didn't trust her, after all, to him, she probably wasn't much of a friend.

Suddenly, Ke Fan missed Jiang Hongyu a little bit.

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