Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

An electric current flickered on a formation in the city, and the two vessels on the center of the formation simultaneously cracked a gap and became fragmented.

The dense ghost power rose from it, and suddenly fell into the body of the person beside the formation. As soon as he opened his eyes, he lay on the ground directly, his whole body was heaved and heaved, and his face was flushed red.

He made a trick with his hands, forced something into his left hand with a ferocious face, and then swung the dagger to chop it off. Blood gushed out, and the severed hand fell aside, and was directly eroded into a pitch-black skeleton.

Backlash.

The ghost king not only wiped out the ghost he had cultivated for a long time at once, but also brought back the backlash!

Can't stay here, have to leave.

The formation was kicked, and the man hurriedly disappeared into the darkness.

Shen Chun let go of the person in his arms, and finally set his sights on the young man standing at the door. The golden compass in his hand pointed directly, and he seemed to have a little impression: "The warlock who tried to suppress that day?"

The golden compass in Cheng Xin's hand was about to burn his hands. Isn't this reaction the ghost king who escaped that day!

His father just told him not to face it alone, and now he is facing it, God will kill him!

"Hello, please listen to my explanation." Cheng Xin reacted, tensing his nerves, trying to speak.

If I had known earlier, if I had known earlier...he had to come too!

Shen Chun looked at his golden compass, Cheng Xin smiled bitterly, handed it over and said, "If you like, I can give it to you."

The young man was trembling all over, and the golden compass he was holding was also trembling non-stop. Yan Jibai grabbed Shen Chun's arm and said, "He came to help me."

Cheng Xin looked at the place where they stopped, and glanced left and right: "Professor Yan..."

Help!

Shen Chun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a stream of light on the golden compass directly turned into gold powder and scattered all over the ground.

Cheng Xin didn't even dare to fish, he was sure that if he fished, this would be his fate: "Thank you, Lord Ghost King, for your mercy, Lord Ghost King is magnanimous."

"As a man, I don't have any courage at all, so humble, if I meet an enemy, I think I will be the one who delivers it." Shen Chun snorted lightly, looked at Yan Jibai and said, "You plead for mercy for such a timid person. "

Yan Jibai didn't know how he came to such a conclusion, he only knew that the young man in front of him was full of displeasure and needed to be smoothed out: "Thank you for saving me just now."

"There is no need to say thank you between you and me, first the courtesy and then the soldiers, what kind of soldiers do you want to use?" Shen Chun raised his eyebrows and asked.

Cheng Xin was about to cry, feeling that everything he said was wrong, why is this modern and there is still a literal prison: "I'm sorry, this was a slip of the tongue, in fact, we just want to talk to you and express our apologies for what happened before..."

"Apologize with death?" Shen Chun said.

Cheng Xinchao wanted to cry, but he couldn't beat him again, and he was about to die: "Can I not die, we are quite good at being bulls and horses..."

Listening to their conversation, Yan Jibai felt that there would be no fight. Although he had known Shen Chun not long ago, he also knew that if he wanted to kill someone, he would not even give him a chance to speak, so he simply let go of his arm , moved to pick up his mobile phone.

His leg should have been injured, and his wrist also hurt a little, Yan Jibai unbuttoned his sleeve and accidentally touched it, and hissed lightly.

Shen Chun looked over, held his wrist and said, "You were hurt, why didn't you tell me?"

"Maybe the kid scratched his nails when he grabbed it, and he was too nervous to feel it." Yan Jibai said looking at the young man who was close at hand.

The other party held his wrist and frowned slightly, obviously not very happy.

"The wound is not big, just disinfect and bandage it." Yan Jibai said.

"Disinfection?" Shen Chun raised his eyes and asked.

Yan Jibai's heart fluttered lightly, although he knew that now was not the time for his heart to flutter, but the slightly suspicious look of the person in front of him was really provocative.

It's like scratching the heart with a feather. Others may stroke once, but he keeps strokes.

"It's just medicine, help me hold my phone." Yan Jibai raised his head and said, "I guess the lights at home will have to be changed tomorrow."

"Is there a replacement lamp? I can fix it!" Cheng Xin raised his hand and volunteered.

He really wanted to run away without being noticed, but if he left Professor Yan and ran away, his father would have to beat him to death when he returned.

"You will?" Yan Jibai asked in surprise.

"I can do anything." Cheng Xin said.

"No need!" Cheng Xin stretched out his hand to stop him, "I'll do it myself!"

He didn't want to see Lord Ghost King being unhappy with him any more.

Cheng Xin came over with his things and cut off the switch, while Yan Jibai sat on the sofa and took out the medicine box, and handed over the phone: "Get it for me."

"There's yin energy on your wound, I'll fix it." Shen Chun grabbed his wrist, stretched out his hand and tore off the clothes there, and it was too late for Yan Jibai to stop him.

"Actually, just roll up the sleeves, there's no need to tear them open." Yan Jibai said.

Shen Chun looked at those fine scratches and said: "It will hurt if you rub it."

The Yin Qi in it escaped, and Shen Chun applied medicine on the side of the wound as Yan Jibai said.

"It's all Yin Qi, why do you want to get it out?" Yan Jibai asked while enduring the pain in the wound.

"The ghost's yin energy is born of resentment, and it is also mixed with a lot of evil emotions." Shen Chun said, "You have an extremely yin constitution, and you are born different."

Cheng Xin climbed up and down, and the light turned on at this moment, Shen Chun tore off the gauze to bandage the wound, and was about to tie it up, but Yan Jibai handed over a roll of medical tape: "Just stick it with this."

Shen Chun took it and tore it open, twisted it, and drew a line down: "You have so many strange things."

"It's all for convenience." Yan Jibai looked at the young man under the light.

Because the other party lowered his head, his jet-black hair rested lightly on his shoulders. All the ghosts he saw had pale skin and ugly faces, but there was no trace of ghostly paleness on his face. Instead, he looked even more beautiful because of the light. , black and red imperial robes, gold threads wandering, beautiful and radiant.

"Legs." Shen Chun lowered his arm, and when he raised his eyes, he met the man's scrutinizing gaze.

He leaned over and smiled softly: "Treat the wound first, and then make out with you later."

He looked younger than himself, but what he said made Yan Jibai feel hot all over: "No need."

Shen Chun chuckled, and held his leg when he stepped back, the ankle was injured, but not the other.

"I can do this by myself." Yan Jibai's legs were placed on his lap, feeling a little reckless.

"Did I do it wrong?" Shen Chun asked with sideways eyes.

"It's done pretty well." Yan Jibai replied.

"Well, be honest." Shen Chun said.

The wound on the leg was not difficult to treat, it was wrapped in gauze and stuck with tape, but it hurt a little when the medicine was applied, and it didn't seem to feel too much after it was treated.

Shen Chun put down his legs, Yan Jibai packed the medicine box, looked at Cheng Xin who was trying to hide from the entrance, "Cheng Xin, thank you today, is it convenient for you to go home?"

"Ah?" Cheng Xin was called on suddenly, and when he got up, he looked at the person and ghost sitting on the sofa, feeling very anxious, "It's convenient to go home, but Professor Yan..."

That Ghost King bandaged Professor Yan's wound just now!Ahhhhh!No matter how you think about it, it feels unreal!

"I'm fine. These things were broken by the evil spirits who broke in, not him." Yan Jibai explained.

"Oh..." Cheng Xin responded, "Then I'm going first?"

"Well, be careful on the road." Yan Jibai looked at the sky outside and said, "Why don't you come home so late..."

"I can! I used to go out at night often, and there was no problem at all." Cheng Xin didn't want to stay here at all.

Yan Jibai tried to get up to see him off, but Cheng Xin had already opened the door and slipped out: "You sit down, I'll just go by myself."

The door was closed, and the room returned to silence.

When he was about to sit down, he was pulled from behind and sat directly into a slightly cold embrace.

"It's really not necessary." Yan Jibai subconsciously refused when he was hugged tightly.

Shen Chun rubbed his earlobe lightly with a smile and said, "But you seem to like me."

Yan Jibai moved his Adam's apple lightly, and said in a calm tone, "I'm still injured."

Too many things happened tonight, he needs to sort out his thoughts and not be taken away by this ghost.

"It's so comfortable to hold you." Shen Chun rested his chin on his shoulder and said, "You don't reject me very much."

Yan Jibai took a deep breath and said, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Ghosts won't be hungry, but it's good for you to taste the yin energy on your body." Shen Chun paid attention to his expression and rubbed his neck lightly.

There is a steady stream of pure yin energy on this person, and it is considered a small favor to ghosts, so it is not without reason to provoke him.

Biting the neck can kill you.

Shen Chun was slightly puzzled, then smiled and said, "You think I'm going to bite you? No, just taste it."

His lips pressed against Yan Jibai's neck, a cool feeling spread, Yan Jibai took two deep breaths, and asked when the kiss was down: "Are you all right?"

"You obviously like it very much." Shen Chun raised his head and said, "Why do you keep rejecting me?"

"If you like it, you have to know how to restrain it." Yan Jibai stepped back slightly and said seriously.

"What will happen if you don't restrain yourself?" Shen Chun asked.

Yan Jibai met his gaze, his words froze for a moment, and he felt a little flustered out of control. It wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't control it, but he absolutely couldn't indulge. If he dared to indulge, the other party dared to put him down The bottom line is even lower: "People pay attention to the long flow of water, and it is because of restraint that they can last for a long time."

"The rivers that can enter the sea for thousands of years are all big rivers." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai got stuck again, thought for a moment and said, "Big rivers are also converged by small streams. If you want to enter the sea, you must proceed step by step."

"Huh?" Shen Chun pondered for a while, feeling the stiff person in his arms and smiled, "Forget it, you really like to be reasonable."

Yan Jibai's heart froze, and he felt that he was probably getting impatient.

"But I like talking to you." Shen Chun rubbed his earlobe lightly and said, "Although I speak the truth, I like duplicity."

Yan Jibai felt a little relieved, and changed the subject: "The meal was half done before, so I'll order takeaway."

"Takeaway?" Shen Chun asked suspiciously.

"It's just to deliver the food." Yan Jibai released his hand, sat on the side and took the phone and said, "See what you want to eat."

With the mess at home and injuries to his arms and legs, he's really not in the mood to cook.

The phone page appeared, Shen Chun looked at the brightly colored dishes and asked, "How should I do it?"

The young man showed a little confusion, Yan Jibai didn't know why his heart was a little more gentle, and pointed his finger: "For example, if you want to eat this barbecue, you can click it, and then add the sign to enter the shopping cart. Yes, pay here, the address is here, it is usually fixed, and finally enter the password to check out, and wait for someone to deliver it."

"No need to pass the meal?" Shen Chun remembered the order just now, "How do I pay for it?"

"This is probably equivalent to passing on a meal, and the other party can receive the message directly." Yan Jibai explained patiently, "Checking out here means paying."

"Where is the money?" Shen Chun asked.

"In the account." Yan Jibai tried his best to change into a language he could understand, "Actually, it should be similar to a bank, but here it will be directly recorded in data, which is the balance."

"Arabic numerals." Shen Chun looked at it.

"Yes." Yan Jibai said, "Order your favorite food first, and I'll teach you later."

He has asked for leave for the past few days, so it would be better to simply teach the other party some common sense in life.

"I don't know the words on it." Shen Chun said.

"Then tell me what you want to eat, and I'll help you order it." Yan Jibai said.

"Eight Treasure Duck Gizzards." Shen Chun said, "Dragon Phoenix Five Treasures, Bird's Nest Marigold."

Yan Jibai paused his fingers, looked at the person next to him, Shen Chun also looked over and said: "What's wrong?"

"You used to be an emperor?" Yan Jibai asked while looking at the emperor's clothes on his body.

This thing is the legendary royal meal, and it is unlikely to be made out of takeaways. Even if it is really made, the taste will change when it comes to you.

"Of course not, this imperial suit is also used to suppress me." Shen Chun stroked his sleeves and said, "But it's useless."

Yan Ji's vernacular words came to his lips, but he still held back the questioning. Suppressing with imperial clothes should be a threat to the emperor. What did he do, and why did he become the king of ghosts?Want to ask, but know not to ask.

"I don't think you have any of the things you asked for. I'll order some pretty good dishes. Can we go out to eat what we want to eat next time?" Yan Jibai asked.

Shen Chun replied: "En."

After placing an order for takeaway, Yan Jibai looked at the broken interior and thought about how to repair it. Cheng Xin changed the lights and cleaned the floor for him, and he had to buy everything else.

"Are you alright?" Shen Chun leaned over and said, "Teach me."

Yan Jibai was stunned for a moment, smiled slightly and got up and said, "Wait for me."

Really easy to learn.

Arabic numerals are actually not difficult, you only need to explain systematically, and you can generally understand them, but it takes time to memorize them if you want to learn and use them flexibly.

Yan Jibai thought so, but found that he underestimated the other party's learning ability.

"Do you really understand?" Yan Jibai wrote down the numbers, "What is this?"

"63." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai tried a few more numbers, but there were no mistakes: "Then you quilt the multiplication table."

"What's the reward for memorizing it?" Shen Chun laughed.

The way of counting people in this world is indeed much more convenient and saves a lot of trouble, even the abacus.

"You are learning it for yourself." Yan Jibai tried to explain the truth to him.

"Even if you go to a private school, the master will use rewards to motivate one or two." Shen Chun said with a smile, "As a teacher, you naturally want your students to learn more. How can you be so slack, Dr. Yan?"

Yan Jibai only felt that he had grasped his own temperament, and this ghost's ability to read words and expressions was too strong: "What do you want?"

"This." Shen Chun pointed to the thin square.

Yan Jibai raised his eyes in surprise: "Do you want a mobile phone?"

"This thing looks very convenient." Shen Chun said.

At that moment, Yan Jibai experienced the feeling of his own child studying hard and being rewarded with a mobile phone for his test scores: "Okay, I'll take you to buy it tomorrow."

Shen Chun smiled and said, "Then I'll recite it to you."

Yan Jibai originally wanted to say no, but his words made him feel very comfortable, even if he was memorizing the multiplication table, he still had the feeling of a romantic boy.

If he was alive, he must be the kind of naughty and mischievous disciple who is loved by the teacher and has no choice but to be in the private school.

After Shen Chun's final words settled down, she looked sideways at the man sitting in a daze, and leaned over to press him on the sofa.

When Yan Jibai suddenly came back to his senses, he had already been kissed, his hands were pressed down and he couldn't move, the person on his body was kissing earnestly and with a sense of plunder, and Bing's heart felt hot.

"Shen..."

The kiss sealed the words, Yan Jibai felt like he was going to swallow him.

When the doorbell rang, Yan Jibai suddenly came back to his senses, pushed the person on his body and said, "Okay, why did you suddenly..."

Shen Chun raised his head, lightly brushed his fingertips across his lips and smiled, "You like me."

Yan Jibai's heart moved slightly, he propped himself up, pushed him to sit aside when the doorbell rang more and more, went to open the door and said: "Hi, just give it to me."

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that the delivery man looked at him twice.

Yan Jibai wiped the corners of his lips, looked at the young man's smiling eyes when he turned around and asked, "How did you come to this conclusion?"

"You see I'm fascinated, don't you like it?" Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai couldn't deny it. Even he himself was surprised that he fell in love with someone so quickly, or a ghost. He didn't know much about him. Although he liked him, he couldn't let the other person's temper go Come.

The takeaway was placed on the table, Yan Jibai opened the box and said, "I was just thinking about your previous private school."

"About going to a private school?" Shen Chun didn't know why his topic changed there.

"Yes, with your intelligence, you should be very popular with Master." Yan Jibai said.

Shen Chun slightly pursed his lips, smiled slightly and said: "Are you saying that I am very fond of you?"

Yan Jibai froze: "I'm just praising you."

"No, when I entered the private school, my master was so angry that he was half dead." Shen Chun pondered.

In fact, he doesn't have a clear memory of that time. What he can remember is probably that his master was chasing after him with a ruler.

Yan Jibai looked at the house that seemed to have been demolished, and thought it was conceivable: "Next time we fight, try not to damage the furniture."

"I didn't break it." Shen Chun thought about kicking that ghost, that cabinet seemed to be crushed that way.

But that Rakshasa has already lost his soul, and there is no proof of death, he will do whatever he says.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Yan Jibai said, "Is there any way to prevent those ghosts from entering the house?"

"It's fine to use my strength to draw formations everywhere in the house." Shen Chun sat at the dining table and said with a smile, "But it's not for nothing."

"What do you want?" Yan Jibai turned around and went to the kitchen to bring over the steamed rice and help him serve it.

Shen Chun was a little surprised: "You didn't refuse?"

"You will also live here in the future, if things are broken all the time, it will be inconvenient for you." Yan Jibai said.

It's just that I don't know if this is the truth, or it's just an excuse to keep him.

In fact, the one who chases people is free. He likes it if he wants to, and if he doesn't want to like it, he can't find where this ghost is if he just runs away.

"It also makes sense." Shen Chun pointed to the TV and said, "I want that, and that thing is broken."

When he mentioned this matter, he was obviously a little upset emotionally. Yan Jibai thought about it, anyone who watched TV and saw that the TV was half broken would be unhappy, but what he asked was a bit beyond his expectation: "Go shopping tomorrow."

In fact, he doesn't use the TV very much, but it should be a common household appliance in the future.

A few boxes were unfolded, delicious food was placed on the table, and a few fried chicken cakes were presented as a gift. Yan Jibai usually doesn't like that kind of fried food, but he saw the other party holding one and brought it to his lips.

"This is delicious." Shen Chun bit down and said.

Yan Jibai: "...Eat more if it tastes good."

Still a ghost who likes junk food, but he only needs to pay attention to the taste, and it won't spoil his stomach.

Shen Chun ate two fried chicken patties, frowned slightly and said, "It's a bit greasy."

"Want to drink soda?" Yan Jibai asked, "It's so tired."

Shen Chun nodded, Yan Jibai took a can of Coke from the refrigerator, pulled the tab and put it in front of him: "Try it."

Shen Chun held the lower-temperature jar under his nose and sniffed it. It should be sweet. He put it to his lips and tasted it. The taste was a bit pungent, and it was really refreshing.

"Like this?" Yan Jibai asked while watching the movement of his lips pressing against his lips for a long time.

Shen Chun nodded: "Yes."

Yan Jibai included soft drinks in his shopping list.

Shen Chun didn't eat much of the meal, he just tasted one by one, got up and set up formations everywhere.

Listening to the movement in the room, Yan Jibai stretched out his hand to lightly fiddle with the empty soda can, feeling an almost irrepressible urgency in his heart.

"Mr. Shen, I haven't come in yet!" A voice came from outside the window.

Yan Jibai was subconsciously on alert, he was already prepared, and when he faced an ugly ghost who didn't know how to describe it, he saw a young man in a long robe who was huddled by the window. The author of a collection of poems is very similar.

"Shu Yun?" Yan Jibai asked.

"Huh? You know me?" Shu Yun squeezed against the window and asked in surprise.

Shen Chun turned to the living room, and when listening to the conversation here, he asked, "You two met before?"

"I don't know, I don't know!" Shu Yun shook his head firmly, "I absolutely didn't know each other before, I just passed by here, and I have absolutely no wrong thoughts about Mr. Yan!"

His face turned blue when he explained it, it was really blue in the literal sense.

Yan Jibai glanced at Shen Chun, then at the young man and said: "He is the author of a collection of poems, I just read his poems before."

"Are you interested in his poems?" Shen Chun grabbed the ghost who was crowded by the window and pushed them out.

"Not interested, not interested!" Shu Yun said, "You two are a match made in heaven."

The ghost who was almost pushed out of the window was pulled back by Shen Chun, lay on the ground and floated twice, got up and bowed, "Hello, Mr. Yan."

Yan Jibai got up and packed his things, "Mr. Shu, what can I do?"

"I'm fine. I'm the ghost who serves Mr. Shen." Shu Yun went over and said, "I'll come, I'll come, you rest."

Yan Jibai was flattered: "No, it's so embarrassing."

"Excuse me, Mr. Shen saved my life. I should do something." Shu Yun said, "Please let me do something."

Yan Jibai let go of the eyes that made him almost pleading: "Thank you, the garbage needs to be sorted, will you?"

"Yes, I have been sober for a hundred years, and keep pace with the times." Shu Yun said, "You can just sit down and rest assured."

"Okay." Yan Jibai looked at the young man who was sitting lazily without any intention of helping, thinking that he was probably used to this kind of service, "Let me teach you how to use a mobile phone."

He can say a few words about the rules between people, but it is better for him not to interfere with the rules between ghosts.

"Okay." Shen Chun replied.

Yan Jibai went to the bedroom and found an old mobile phone of his, charged it up, turned it on, sat on the sofa and said, "This mobile phone is a little slow, let me teach you its calling function first."

Shen Chun took one of them and replied softly: "Yes."

The mobile phone is for convenience, and it is a very basic operation. Yan Jibai only needs to teach it once, and the other party can use it proficiently. Even if it is an unfamiliar word, he explains it once, and the other party can write it down.

Although many places are still a little ignorant, but if you get lost outside, you can definitely get in touch.

"Actually, mobile phones can also watch TV." Yan Jibai clicked on the video software and said, "After you learn how to type, you can search for the TV you want to watch here."

A video opens, and it starts with the opening song.

"It's a little small." Shen Chun leaned beside him and said.

"You can buy a TV and put it on the TV." Yan Jibai was talking when the other party grabbed his waist and hugged him.

"It seems to be okay to squeeze together like this." Shen Chun said.

"Hands will be stiff." Yan Jibai said holding the phone.

Shen Chun gently raised his hand, and the phone floated directly in the air. He held the other's hand and said, "This way you won't be tired."

Yan Jibai felt his natural movements, felt that he was a little too natural, and was about to say something, when suddenly he heard the ghost behind him say: "How did you do this kiss?"

Yan Jibai looked over suddenly, turned around and covered the eyes of the ghost behind him and said, "Don't look at it."

I've watched too many TV shows and don't know what to do.

Originally, when he didn't learn anything, he already had a lot of mind, and if he learned some modern things, once he mastered them, he would be the one to suffer.

"I can see even if you cover my eyes." Shen Chun grabbed his wrist and pulled it down with a smile, "Why can't you see?"

Yan Jibai: "..."

Curiosity strikes.

Others killed themselves because of curiosity, but it was Shen Chun who killed him because of curiosity.

"TV dramas are not real, they are beyond the limit of the human body, so don't mess with it." Yan Jibai said seriously.

Shen Chun narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Yan Jibai: "..."

He would have lied.

Now the promise is very good, and I will definitely watch it afterwards, and I will watch it in a way that he can't stop.

The rebellious period, too, is in the rebellious period, the more you are not allowed to do something, the more likely you are to do something.

Yan Jibai really has a headache as to how to teach a brat of this level.

"You swear." Yan Jibai said while thinking about countermeasures.

"I swear, if I watch the TV series, I will be hit by thunder." Shen Chun raised his hand.

"You don't have to do that." Yan Jibai's hand hurt even more, "Don't make such a heavy oath."

"Well..." Shen Chun smiled, "Then are you relieved?"

Yan Jibai responded lightly: "Yes."

"Actually, Tianlei is of no use to me." Shen Chun hugged him in his arms and smiled, "I swear, I only learn what I want to learn."

Yan Jibai: "..."

"Or just kiss me, it will work better than any other swearing." Shen Chun laughed.

"Seriously?" Yan Jibai asked.

"Well, once a gentleman says something, it's hard to chase after him." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over, kissed the cold lips when the eyes of the other party moved slightly, and when the waist was fastened, it seemed that his breathing was a lot heavier, and the lips parted slightly.

Shen Chun said softly: "Do you like me?"

Yan Jibai responded lightly if there was nothing.

"Marry me." Shen Chun kissed his lips lightly.

His tone of voice made one's head dizzy, Yan Jibai had to admit that he was just an ordinary person, but these four words made his head clear: "No."

"Huh, the reaction is really fast." Shen Chun snorted softly, "What's wrong with marrying me?"

Yan Jibai stood up and said, "I don't want to die yet."

Shen Chun propped his head on his side and said, "You don't have to die if you marry me."

"Anyway, not now." Yan Jibai said.

Marriage is a big deal. Although he likes each other, he doesn't know how long they will last. The other party has died for a thousand years, but it is equivalent to living for a thousand years.

It will take time to verify whether a young man's heart is hot for a while or for a long time.

Shen Chun groaned slightly and said with a smile: "Then have I caught up now?"

Yan Jibai looked back, always feeling that his real purpose was here: "Yes."

A ghost king who has just learned modern knowledge has already learned psychology without a teacher. If he learns it for a long time, he really dare not imagine the consequences. Can ordinary people really play with him?

As the night was getting darker, Yan Jibai changed into his pajamas, and was stunned when he saw Shu Yun hiding in the corner of the kitchen refrigerator: "What are you doing hiding here?"

"Rest, this corner is just right." Shu Yun raised his head and said, "Don't worry about me."

"There is a bed over there in the study." Yan Jibai said, "You can sleep there."

"Ah? Really?" Shu Yun said gratefully, "You are such a good person, you and Mr. Shen must have no edge, and the river is exhausted..."

"Please." Yan Jibai didn't want to listen to poetry reciting at night.

"Thank you very much." Shu Yun happily left the kitchen and entered the study.

Yan Jibai squeezed the center of his brows, and when he closed the kitchen door and entered the bedroom, he saw the young man sitting by the bed, at that moment he almost thought he had entered the wrong room: "Why are you here?"

"Since we have achieved our pursuit, we naturally want to sleep together." Shen Chun said.

"We slept together before we got married, so it's a matchless affair." Yan Jibai said.

Sleeping with a ghost for one night, even if the ghost looks beautiful everywhere, it still challenges people's psychological bottom line.

"In this era, you can live together without getting married." Shen Chun patted the quilt and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of it."

Yan Jibai: "..."

Not only have I learned the tricks of modern people, but I am not purely sleeping.

"If you don't let me sleep here, I won't know if there are evil spirits coming in at night." Shen Chun raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Yan Jibai was silent for a while and said, "You can live here, but you can't do things after getting married."

A hint of doubt flashed in Shen Chun's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "I haven't learned the thing about erotic palace, if you want to..."

"I don't want to!" Yan Jibai knew something was wrong when he stopped him, he will definitely learn!

Shen Chun lightly smiled and said, "Ah Bai, you are so interesting."

When he said this address, Yan Jibai was slightly taken aback: "What is this address?"

"I think it's convenient, you should be very tired today, take a rest." Shen Chun moved away from the bed and said.

Yan Jibai closed the door and walked over. When he was lying on the quilt, the young man lay on the bed from the other side. He was pressed against the quilt. People are excited.

If such an emperor is like this, the one who feels that the spring night is too short will probably be a concubine.

"Aren't you going to lie in?" Yan Jibai asked.

"You want me to lie in?" Shen Chun smiled.

Yan Jibai said softly: "You can lie a little further away, your body is a little cold."

"I don't need to sleep." Shen Chun gently pulled up his quilt and said, "I just want to see you here, go to sleep early."

Yan Jibai looked into his eyes, reached out to turn off the desk lamp and closed his eyes.

Drowsiness surges up, but thoughts are spinning. Even if he can become a ghost king, he still maintains such a mind. There is a rational and calm side in the young man's temperament that he doesn't know. The things he is carrying may be much heavier than he imagined.

People want to know a little more, understand him a little more, and treat him a little more tenderly.

He seemed to really like him.

Deep in sleep, I don't know the time, Shen Chun looked at the sleeping person, leaned over and kissed him lightly, the sleeping person turned over, but did not wake up.

What Shu Yun said was right, he was much happier when he was liked by the other party than when he was forced.

Shen Chun lay down with his arms on his side, reaching out and pointing at the tip of the other's upright nose, why does he like this person so much?Have they met before?

The light of the city slowly went out, and when Cheng Xin returned to his home, he was in a state of sleepwalking: "Dad, I found the ghost king."

It was a miracle that he was able to come back alive from the opponent's hand.

Ordinary people can't feel it. He, a feng shui master facing each other, probably feels like an ant facing the world's first peak, let alone climbing, just looking at Sa Yazi and wanting to run.

"Crash?!" Cheng Yao stood up and said.

"What's the situation? Can the other party talk?"

"Is there something wrong? He didn't beat you?" The people in the room asked eagerly.

Cheng Xin looked at the Feng Shui masters in the room and said, "Why are you all here?"

"The matter of the Ghost King cannot be neglected." The elder said in the lead, "Too many lives are involved in this relationship."

"Indeed, we all came here in a hurry, and we all came here with the preparation to die."

"When it is necessary to draw the dragon's veins, he must be pushed back. The current dragon's veins are many times stronger than those in the Yin Dynasty."

"He seems to be able to talk." Cheng Xin said when he heard the words of repression if he didn't agree with each other.

Everyone in the room looked over in unison: "How do you say?"

"Professor Yan's house." Cheng Xin said.

"Yan Jibai? You came back alone? He has an extremely yin physique, so he must be eaten alive by the ghost king?!" Cheng Yao's anger directly came up.

"It might be eaten alive, but I guess it's not what you think." Cheng Xin said dully.

"You still talk back!" Cheng Yao said angrily, "If the ghost king really swallowed someone, let alone you, let's apologise with death."

"They seem to be in love!" Cheng Xin said loudly when he swung the stick.

The room became quiet for a while, Cheng Yao's stick stopped, his face became stiff for a moment: "Are you in love?"

"Anyway, when I went, the ghost king was pressing Professor Yan against the wall for a kiss." Cheng Xin said, "Professor Yan didn't resist."

"Is the ghost king a woman?" Cheng Yao was taken aback for a moment.

"Male." Cheng Xin said.

The people in the room pricked up their ears one after another, and they were not in a hurry anymore, and all put on a demeanor of listening attentively.

"Men still like men?!" Cheng Yao frowned and wanted to say something, but finally vented, "Are you sure Professor Yan didn't resist, will he be controlled?"

"No, when I went, the ghost king just killed the evil ghost that wanted to eat Professor Yan, and gave him medicine." Cheng Xin said, "It's just that it was more fierce to me, but it also ruined my compass. I think it's because Professor Yan defended me a bit, mostly because of jealousy."

All the Feng Shui masters in the room murmured, "Then we can communicate."

"It's thanks to Dr. Yan that he didn't die that day."

"Professor Yan can't talk about someone at the level of the ghost king. He really deserves to be a cultural person who pays attention to the beauty of the soul." An old man said.

"The King of Ghosts looks pretty good-looking." Cheng Xin said, "It's the kind of good-looking that you can't even draw."

The people in the room looked over again: "That's okay..."

"Is it okay to contact Professor Yan and talk to him?" Cheng Yao suggested, "This will be good.