just stick to you

How can you be afraid of fake ghost movies?Come, let me give you special training, so that your courage will become bigger and stronger from now on! "

So Tu Ling gave Ming Ziqiao a slender arm with his iron palm, and dragged the courageous young man into the study next to the living room on the first floor for the so-called special training. At that time, Ming Ziqiao had been tossed like a sapling dehydrated by the sun.

"Asshole! Why are you showing this to Xiao Qiao? He is only the same age as Xiao Qing, the full record of Tibetan sky burials, do you want him to have nightmares?"

Seeing that Ming Ziqiao's face was paler than when he opened the door just now, with fear and disgust in his eyes, Mingzhen put down the plate and kicked Tu Ling hard in front of Ming Ziqiao's face. Two feet!

Tu Ling, who didn't want to dodge in front of his wife's natal family, stood up straight and smiled after suffering those feet, as if he was willing to be kicked to death by his own wife, but he added three points to the account in his heart. Yes, I plan to settle the accounts with his wife after returning to the room tonight.

"Hey, what are you doing hiding here?"

In the restaurant at two o'clock in the middle of the night, I took a few boxes of biscuits made by my grandmother and a bottle of mineral water at room temperature from the cabinet. Mingrui, who was sitting at the dining table and devouring it, was almost choked to death by this sudden question.

"Fuck, shit, don't you know what day it is today? People who scare people will scare people to death!"

Mingrui slapped his chest and opened his mouth to curse, and a lot of biscuit crumbs fell onto the table in front of him!

"...Your old man told me during the special training that it is the Chinese Ghost Festival."

The stair lights slanted in, and the starved boy's face was as white as a ghost. Although he spoke weakly, he still had the strength to reach out and grab the biscuit box in Mingrui's hand and quickly stuff the biscuits into his mouth.

From the afternoon until now, Ming Ziqiao has stuffed nothing into his usually large stomach except for the cup of tea made by his third brother; It is more practical to sacrifice the temple of the five viscera and discuss other things.

Mingrui knew how hungry Mingziqiao was, because he himself was so annoyed that he couldn't eat when this annoying little ancestor was throwing his temper. He didn't care about why Ming Ziqiao didn't take the few boxes on the table, but wanted to grab what he had.

"Hey, eat slowly, no one will grab you, be careful if you choke to death, and you really want to be a ghost to celebrate your festival."

Seeing that Ming Ziqiao stuffed his mouth full but couldn't swallow it, Mingrui stood up and was about to open the cabinet to help him get another bottle of water, but the little ancestor had already caught sight of the bottle of water on the table, and reached out to take it without thinking. Opening his mouth, he raised his head and poured it vigorously. He didn't mind at all why the bottle of water was opened without the lid, and there was only half a bottle left.

You must know that Ming Ziqiao's level of hairiness is not ordinary. Even when he goes out as a guest, the host has to tolerate him designating a certain tableware and a certain teacup as his exclusive. If he is really hungry and thirsty tonight, he will not Maybe he didn't even ask, and even drank the water that Mingrui drank. ＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝

I'm Sticking to You Episode [-] - Midnight Hungry Ghost Festival [-] (End)

(Finally) "Hey! Wait a minute!"

Mingrui was too late to stop him. Seeing Ming Ziqiao murdering him fiercely with his eyes while pouring the water he had drunk, he simply shrugged his shoulders without explaining, and took another bottle from the cabinet and put it under his arm. Pointing to Mingzi Qiao Bibi's empty space in the cabinet: "When you are full, put the empty box in the sink, and the box with biscuits in it should be put away after the lid is closed, otherwise it will be thrown on the table until dawn. If there are ants, you can’t eat them all, do you hear me?”

"Ah, are you going back to sleep?" Seeing Mingrui's confession, Ming Ziqiao quickly walked past him and made a gesture to leave the kitchen. He quickly put down the water bottle and reached out to grab Mingrui's clothes, "Wait for me, I'm It will be eaten soon."

"Didn't you just come down? I'm already very sleepy, so I won't accompany you!" Ming Rui didn't even turn his head to look at Ming Ziqiao one more time, because he really didn't want to talk to the broom star who caused his forehead to be pierced.

"Will you die if you stay with me?" The words were quite harsh, but unfortunately the tone was too weak, almost like a pleading.

"Yes!" Just being in the same room with you like this makes me feel weird, I feel so uncomfortable!

Mingrui wanted to pull the hem of his clothes out of Ming Ziqiao's hands, but the little ancestor insisted. The hem of the T-shirt was pulled twice as long by the two of them, and Ming Ziqiao's knuckles were all white. , but still refused to let go.

"Ah, what are you thinking? If you don't let me go, I'll beat you up!" His tone became obviously more impatient, and he pulled the hem of the clothes even harder.

"You're willing to wait for me for 10 minutes." This kind of sentence is usually used to bargain, but Ming Ziqiao has no confidence when he says it, it's just a plea.

"I don't like it."

"Just five minutes, okay?"

"Let go, don't you understand? Even if it's just for a second, I don't want to be with you!"

"Mingrui, don't leave me alone... I, I will be afraid..." Finally, the young man was forced to confess, "I heard a strange sound just now, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep anymore. Seeing that you were not in your room, I hurried down to look for you..." "It's strange, why did you find me when you heard a strange sound?"

Hearing the sound of the hem of the clothes fraying, Mingrui had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and let Ming Ziqiao continue to pull for the time being.

"Because...you..."Because you are very strong, you must have enough power to protect me from the evil forces in the subspace of other worlds to hurt me..."Are you scaring Sanxiao (what are you afraid of)? Didn’t my old man give you a special training on courage?” These words were meant to ridicule Ming Ziqiao, “It’s said that a famous teacher produces a good apprentice, so, even if Jack the Ripper is standing in front of you now, you shouldn’t be afraid Yes."

If you don't mention it, you will get angry!Ming Ziqiao thought to himself, what kind of special training is that?It would be more appropriate to say that it was to intimidate him and try to scare him out of his wits!

"You don't believe me?"

"So what if you believe it, so what if you don't believe it?" The point is, what you hear is none of my business.

Ming Ziqiao let go of Mingrui's clothes, carried two boxes of biscuits on his chest in one hand, and was ready to lead the way, then pulled Mingrui with the other hand, this time pulling his elbow: "If you don't believe me, I'll take you to listen!"

Originally, Mingrui, who really wanted to shake off Ming Ziqiao's hand, saw the red eyes of the young man facing the stairs, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, so his heart softened involuntarily, and he let that annoying claw continue to tighten. Grabbing my elbow tightly: "It's better if there is something, not because you are oversensitive. If you really scare yourself, it's best to ask my dad to buy you a plane ticket tomorrow, so go back Go to America and live in your "Joe Palace" where you have to report your password to the security personnel before you can even fly in, so you don't have to worry about ghosts daring to harass you!"

"You!" Ming Ziqiao, who asked Mingrui, just yelled and bit his lower lip. He tried his best to tell himself to be patient and patient. Daddy often told him that a little intolerance can lead to big schemes. He must not Talk back and offend Mingrui even more, otherwise he would definitely not agree to let him share a bed with him tonight.

After Mingrui cleaned up the table and put the biscuit box back in the cabinet, the two went upstairs to the guest room where Ming Ziqiao and Zeng Yurong lived together on the second floor. Because Zeng Yurong was dragged to her room by Ming Jun to sleep with her, so Ming Ziqiao just now slept with her. He was sleeping alone when he heard the strange voice.

(Listen, listen, this is the voice!) Ming Ziqiao whispered nervously to Mingrui, her whole body was next to Mingrui, and her hands scratched Mingrui's elbow.

Mingrui listened intently for dozens of seconds, then cursed a few words in a low voice, and angrily pulled Mingziqiao's paws that were still on his elbows: "That's, uh... the wild cats nearby are fighting, what's the matter?" It happens often, but you haven’t lived here long so you haven’t heard of it, but I’m used to it. Don’t make a fuss anymore, go to bed with you.”

"Really? What kind of feral cat? Are there native breeds of feral cats in Australia?"

It is true that Ming Ziqiao has never heard of wild cats, but he often watches the Animal Channel. Relatives of wild cats include lions, tigers, and leopards. The relevant ecological recordings and in-depth reports on their habits are his favorites.This strange voice sounds neither ferocious nor wailing, but rather like suffering and enjoying themselves. Could it be that these cats are fighting just for fun, not fighting for territory, mates, and food?

"Who cares about this, anyway, it's not a ghost screaming, please let me go, please, I can hardly keep my eyes open."

Ah, have you never heard of your father doing that kind of thing?It's annoying to ask so many questions.

Seeing Mingrui going to the door to turn the handle, Mingziqiao hurriedly went to hold his hand again, but this time Mingrui was on guard and did not let him pull him, Mingziqiao simply flung his arms and legs open like eight The clawed octopus clung to Mingrui's back as if catching prey!

"Damn it, are you finished yet? Hurry up and let go of your hand and roll down, be careful that I will kill you!"

If it weren't for the fear of ruining the little ancestor and making the grandparents unable to pay for three lifetimes, Mingrui really wanted to lie on his back and forcefully face the floor, squish Ming Ziqiao into a dough, and fry it together with an egg, throw it away Go out and feed the wild dogs!

"You sleep with me and I'll come down!"

Ming Ziqiao was unyielding, Mingrui separated his fingers, and he changed positions and continued to cling to him, refusing to get off him!

"Who wants to sleep with you!"

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