Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

He was fascinated by watching, when the young man who was lying on his side flipped slightly, his collar was slightly open, revealing his beautiful neck, the emperor's clothes were already lazy and coquettish, but now there seemed to be a little more glamor on them.

It's morning, when men are most likely to be emotional, Yan Jibai's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't move his eyes for a while.

It is said that the other party is a pervert, but in fact he is. Not having a relationship is not because he doesn't want to, but because he hasn't met someone as amazing as the one in front of him.

The Adam's apple fluctuated slightly, and when Yan Jibai took a deep breath and wanted to pull up his collar, he closed his eyes that didn't know when they opened, and they were so clear that there was no trace of sleepiness.

The hand that stopped in mid-air froze, and Yan Jibai didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

The corners of the young man's lips curled up slightly on the bed, and there was a smile in his eyes: "Ah Bai, do you look good?"

"I just want to help you pull up your collar." Yan Jibai resisted stubbornly.

Shen Chun got up, turned over and pressed against his body and said with a smile: "I looked at it for about a moment before pulling the collar."

Yan Jibai's heartbeat was a little messed up at that moment, and he let out a sigh of relief when he met the young man's eyes: "I'm sorry."

"You haven't answered me yet?" Shen Chun lightly touched his reddish earlobe and smiled, "Is it pretty?"

Yan Jibai felt a little hot in his heart, he was almost forced to look him in the eyes and said, "It looks good."

Can't lie, it's just gorgeous.

Shen Chun's eyes paused for a moment, blinked his eyes, stretched out his arms to hug him and said, "Ah Bai, you can talk, when will you agree to marry me?"

Yan Jibai's body was slightly heavy, and inexplicable emotions fermented in his heart when his neck was lightly rubbed: "It will take a while."

"How long?" The voice next to the ear was a little drowsy, which made people's heart tickle slightly.

This kid is so good at it, he may fall into his way by accident, once he succeeds, who knows how long his interest will last.

The easier things are, the less they will cherish them. They have known each other for a few days, Yan Jibai made up his mind, hugged the person on his body and sat up: "Get up, stop making trouble."

Shen Chun sat up, bit his earlobe lightly and said, "I'm making trouble, what do you do with me?"

Yan Jibai: "..."

childish ghost.

The stickiness in the morning lasted for a long time, Yan Jibai managed to calm the ghost, and went into the bathroom to wash up, while Shen Chun pinched his mobile phone, turned it on and off, and searched for things that interested him.

The phone rang, and Shen Chun looked at the name on it: "Cheng Xin?"

These two words are the same as what he learned.

Yan Jibai stopped his hands after washing his face, took the towel to dry off and said, "I'll pick it up."

"The warlock last night?" Shen Chun remembered.

Looking at his eyes, Yan Jibai felt that Cheng Xin was terribly frightened last night, probably because of his mental state when he bumped into a ghost: "He is just one of my students."

"I am also your student." Shen Chun said.

"You take it." Yan Jibai said.

Shen Chun raised the corners of his lips, pressed the answer button, and a cautious voice came from over there: "Hello, Professor Yan, are you home?"

"At home." Shen Chun said.

The voice over there choked twice, coughing out of breath, and just when Yan Jibai thought he might have coughed himself up, he straightened out his breath: "Master Ghost King, you woke up quite early. , the weather is fine today, how are you feeling?"

"Is something wrong?" Shen Chun asked.

"Uh, haha, yesterday I saw that the TV at Professor Yan's house was broken, so I went to buy the biggest and best one for you early in the morning. When will it be convenient for you?" Cheng Xin said anxiously.

He is a young boy who has just entered college, he is obviously good at catching ghosts, but for some reason he is always on the verge of life and death.

The receiver's voice was very loud in the bathroom, Yan Jibai wanted to refuse at first, but after thinking about Cheng Xin's state of being terrified yesterday and still daring to come to the door today, he felt that it would be good if he actually came.

At least this TV can make Shen Chun happy, and maybe the relationship between them can be eased.

"Be courteous for nothing." Shen Chun said.

Cheng Xin was speechless: "That..."

He came here to show his courtesy for nothing, but he didn't want to rape or steal.

"If you've already bought it, send it here." Yan Jibai said.

Shen Chun looked up: "Do you want it?"

"Don't you want to watch TV?" Yan Jibai asked, "We won't be able to watch TV until the evening when we go out."

"Okay, Professor Yan, I'll take someone there right away. Do you need me to bring someone to help you clean up the house?" Cheng Xin seized the little opportunity created by Professor Yan and went forward bravely.

"Is it okay?" Yan Jibai was also very troubled by the mess in the living room.

There are broken cabinets and traces of thunder. Even the feeling of burglary cannot be explained.

"Okay, our people are professional." Cheng Xin hung up the phone hastily.

Shen Chun lowered his eyes, Yan Jibai went out of the bathroom and went into the kitchen and asked, "Do you want to buy mobile phones online or go to a physical store?"

"Online shopping?" Shen Chun heard a new vocabulary.

"It's like yesterday's takeaway, but the speed will be slower. If you are in the same city, it may arrive today and tomorrow, and it will take two or three days if you are in another city." Yan Jibai looked at the breakfast in the kitchen, his body paused, and he entered the study. , looked at the flat bed and shouted, "Shu Yun?"

"I'm here." A voice came from under the bed.

Yan Jibai squatted down, and the young man in the navy blue robe crawled underneath, with a book in front of him.

"Your house has quite a collection of books. I cleaned under the bed and put something under it so that your books won't get dirty." Shu Yun looked at the lifted bed sheet and moved it down.

"Why don't you sit up and watch?" Yan Jibai didn't quite understand this state.

"I'm different from Mr. Shen. I'm still very afraid of the sun. The corner makes me feel very safe." Shu Yun said, "I've already made breakfast, just call me if you need anything."

"Thank you." Yan Jibai put down the sheet, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

When breakfast was served, Yan Jibai tasted it and felt that his craftsmanship was much better than his. He drank the soft and glutinous porridge, looked at the opposite ghost who was vigorously holding his mobile phone, and said, "What are you playing?"

"Immediately." Shen Chun pointed, and handed over the page at the end of the round.

Yan Jibai looked at the Eliminate Stars above and the displayed advertisement page, and knew that he must have accidentally clicked there.

"Don't play with your phone while eating." Yan Jibai said.

Shen Chun took back the phone and said, "I'm not hungry."

Yan Jibai: "..."

This is the answer of contemporary Internet addicted teenagers.

Forget it, making the ghost king addictive is also an achievement of this game.

Shen Chun's interest in this game only lasted for more than ten minutes, and then he put the phone aside.

"Stop playing?" Yan Jibai asked.

"No challenge." Shen Chun grabbed a small bun and put it into his mouth.

Yan Jibai remembered that the game was easy at the beginning, but became more and more difficult as it progressed: "How many levels have you reached?"

"More than 50 levels." Shen Chun said.

More than 50 levels are still quite late, Yan Jibai pondered: "Would you like to try another game after dinner?"

Shen Chun raised her eyes: "Huh?"

After the meal, Yan Jibai was changing clothes, while Shen Chun was sitting on the sofa playing the legendary game of Xiao Xiao, where a vine climbed up, and after more than a dozen levels, it became more difficult, and there were various props.

All kinds of cute voices sounded, one after another, one after another. Listening to the voices, Yan Jibai felt that he must be having a good time.

The doorbell rang, and Yan Jibai went to open the door. The young man standing at the door tensed up, and when he didn't see the person behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Where is Lord Ghost King?"

His cautious expression always made Yan Jibai feel out of touch. He knew in his heart that Shen Chun was very powerful, but this very powerful ghost king got up early in the morning to hook up, eat and play with his mobile phone, and now he is still playing games. Make any threat: "Playing a game."

A very subtle emotion appeared on Cheng Xin's face, he cleared his throat immediately and said, "It must be a very powerful game, especially testing hand speed and operation, the screen..."

"Xiao Xiaole, come in." Yan Jibai stepped aside and opened the entrance.

Cheng Xin's words got stuck, and he stepped in with a state of am I dreaming, and the workers who followed were also very cautious. When they saw the ghost nesting on the sofa in the living room, Qi Shushu's body stiffened for a moment, but The other party didn't even give them a glance, and the voices of Xiao Xiao Le continued to come and go.

The floor was replaced, the wall was repaired, and the TV was replaced. A few people did it very quickly, without raising their heads during the whole process. Yan Jibai was invited to supervise the work on the sofa when he wanted to help.

"Just rest." Cheng Xin said.

What Yan Jibai read means, you just need to tell that person not to have mood swings: "Okay."

The house has a new look, the replaced TV is bigger and clearer than the previous one, and the staff who have finished the replacement are rushing out of the house without looking back. Even if they are a little curious, they don’t want to send their lives because of this curiosity. .

"What do you think?" Cheng Xin said, showing the final results, "They are all the best paints, and absolutely do not contain any harmful substances."

"Shen Chun, what do you think?" Yan Jibai looked at the young Internet addict on the sofa.

Cheng Xin's body tightened, and he desperately resisted the urge to escape: "Master Ghost King, what do you think?"

If this continues, he feels that he is suitable to be a dog's leg.

For the safety of all mankind, is it easy for him?

Shen Chun looked up, looked at what was playing on the TV and said, "This looks good."

Yan Jibai looked at the screen. There was an advertisement for instant noodles on it. It was delicious and spicy, and it looked really appetizing.

"Do you want to try it?" Cheng Xin wanted to punch himself when he asked. Ghosts can't eat. He was provocative.

"I remember there is still a barrel at home." Yan Jibai stood up and said, "It seems that I bought it when I came back from a business trip."

He took out a bucket from the kitchen and started to boil water, Shen Chun got up and looked at the bucket of instant noodles shaking: "How do you want to eat?"

"Just brew it with boiling water." Yan Jibai said, "Wait a minute."

"That..." Cheng Xin was at a loss as to what to do.

Yan Jibai opened the box, put various ingredients inside, poured it in when the water boiled, closed the lid and said, "Wait for about 4 minutes."

Shen Chun looked at the phone and said, "This is convenient."

Four minutes later, Yan Jibai lifted the box onto the coffee table, took a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen and handed them to him, "Use this, the fork is easy to splash."

Shen Chun took the chopsticks, opened the lid, and frowned as he looked at the contents inside.

As soon as he frowned, Cheng Xin panicked: "That..."

"What's wrong?" Yan Jibai asked.

"It's not the same as the one above." Shen Chun stirred his face and said, "No meat."

"The pictures are for reference only," Yan Jibai said.

"Cheating?" Shen Chun asked.

Cheng Xin's heart is weak, he is afraid that the instant noodle company will be slaughtered for cheating the king of ghosts: "That..."

"It's like a melon seller yelling." Yan Jibai got up and said, "Wait a minute."

He hurried into the kitchen, and Cheng Xin was under the gaze of the other party. At that moment, he wished he could punch himself in like a gopher: "Master Ghost King."

"What do you want to say?" Shen Chun stood up and asked.

When Cheng Xin was asked a serious question, almost all the past hidden in his mind came out of his mouth: "We are sorry for the suppression of you before, and we can give you any compensation except life."

"Anything?" Shen Chun raised the corners of his lips and said, "I want this city."

Cheng Xin almost fainted for a moment: "This city is not up to us to decide, but as long as you don't harm others, you can deal with the ghosts in this city as you like."

"I deal with the ghosts of this city at will." Shen Chun said, "What bargaining chip do you have?"

Yan Jibai came out from the kitchen at this time, holding a small plate, took the chopsticks from Shen Chun's hand, and put the cut beef into the instant noodle bucket: "Is this similar?"

"Yeah." Shen Chun responded, took the chopsticks and picked up the noodles, "The taste is a bit heavy, but it's delicious."

"This soda is not bad." Yan Jibai placed a can of drink beside him.

Cheng Xin looked at the ghost king who was eating instant noodles, and at that moment he had a dreamlike feeling: "I'll give you a box of instant noodles."

I like food, so it should be able to ease the relationship a little.

Shen Chun looked up at him, then lowered his head.

At that moment, Cheng Xin seemed to be pierced by the eyes of "you seem to be a fool".

"What are you talking about?" Yan Jibai asked.

If he doesn't speak again, the atmosphere will become extremely tense.

"He wants to compensate me." After Shen Chun ate the noodles, he brought the drink to his lips.

"What do you want?" Yan Jibai had a bad feeling.

"This city." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai also had a headache at that moment: "The current system is different from before."

Cheng Xin nodded behind his back, shouting in his heart that Professor Yan was mighty.

"What's the difference?" Shen Chun sat on the floor mat, leaning against the sofa behind and asked.

His eyes were squinting, obviously not paying attention to any system, Yan Jibai once again realized his danger, as long as he wanted, he could change everything at any time: "The system of this era emphasizes equality for everyone, and this city does not It belongs to the king like before, it cannot be ceded casually, it belongs to everyone, what do you want this city to do?"

He felt that Shen Chun was not like the kind of ghost who likes power.

"As a fiefdom, there will always be taxes. I don't want to eat and live with you for free." Shen Chun said.

Cheng Xin blinked his eyes in a daze, feeling that this development was not quite right.

Yan Jibai was also stunned for a moment and said: "Taxation is regulated by the country as a whole. It does not belong to individuals, and there is no emperor. You don't need to kneel down to see people. Although there is a division of financial rights, they are generally equal. It doesn't matter. You I can afford to eat and live here.”

Cheng Xin touched his black card, thinking about the appropriate wording, tribute?gift?

"that……"

"Ah Bai, do you want to raise me?" Shen Chun raised the corners of his lips.

Yan Jibai felt that it was not too difficult to afford his expenses with his own salary, and raising a ghost king sounded like a sense of accomplishment: "Well, I will raise you."

Shen Chun got up, pulled him into his arms and smiled, "Then I have nothing to repay, I can only repay with this body."

Yan Jibai was caught off guard, put his arms behind him, looked at the young man in front of him and said, "No need."

"Ah Bai, do you always do such bad deals?" Shen Chun asked.

"It's not a business between us." Yan Jibai said.

"What is that?" Shen Chun asked.

Yan Jibai got stuck, and said helplessly to the smile on his lips: "We are in a relationship, and you haven't got a job yet, so I should spend money."

"Go back and tell those warlocks that I act according to my mood. I don't want to forget what happened before, but I'm not interested in making trouble for you." Shen Chun hugged him in his arms and looked at Cheng Xin who was standing there. Said, "Bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, it's best not to meddle in my business."

"Okay, the closure of the Imperial Mausoleum still needs your permission." Cheng Xin felt that it was good that the matter could be resolved to this point.

How gentle these words are compared to wanting a city for a disagreement.

Bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, etc., with the presence of Professor Yan, it should not be possible to kill people if they disagree with each other.

"The Emperor's Tomb?" Shen Chun asked while supporting Yan Jibai's shoulder, "You said you went to the Emperor's Tomb to repair things?"

"I accidentally bumped into the subway, and the things inside are probably damaged." Yan Jibai said seriously, "At that time, there was too much yin inside, so I just wanted to calm down first, just take out the things, it's not against you."

"Are you interested in what's inside?" Shen Chun thought about what he saw at his workplace.

Yan Jibai nodded: "The craftsmanship of thousands of years ago is different from what it is now, and it is worth studying."

"Since you are interested, go in and get it." Shen Chun smiled.

Yan Jibai was stunned for a moment: "You let me go down?"

"We are in a relationship, what is mine is yours, you are welcome." Shen Chun smiled.

Yan Jibai hesitated for a moment, and said selfishly: "Those things that are excavated will be handed over to the state."

Cheng Xin felt dizzy again, it sounded no different from Ming Qiang.

"Why?" Shen Chun asked, "Doesn't it belong to you?"

"It doesn't belong." Yan Jibai said.

"Are you willing to hand it over?" Shen Chun asked.

"I originally wanted to study those, exhibit them, and let people know their beauty." Yan Jibai said, "The culture in it is a treasure, but it's yours. Why don't we fix it up and study it before we finish it?" put it back."

"Forget it, anyway, it's something from the Yin Dynasty. The souls of the emperors are gone, so take it as you please." Shen Chun said indifferently.

"Isn't that your ancestor?" Yan Jibai asked in surprise.

"They are only used to suppress me." Shen Chun looked at Cheng Xin and said, "You know that."

"Yes." Cheng Xin stood at attention and replied, "The 23 emperors have not suppressed it, and Lord Ghost King is very powerful."

"Emperor..." Shen Chun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"If you agree, I'll contact my dad. Except for the broken ones, I will definitely not touch anything of yours." Cheng Xin took out his mobile phone and said.

Although it was originally a place of repression, it was used as a residence after all, and it was Professor Yan's face to allow it, so everything had to be cautious.

Shen Chun looked at him, got up and walked over, Yan Jibai was hesitant, but he still didn't stop him.

Cheng Xin sent a message there, and when he felt the shadow in front of him, he raised his head and was almost scared out of his wits: "Ghost, ghost king..."

"Your ones are different from Abai's." Shen Chun looked at his phone case and said.

"The phone model is different?" Cheng Xin tried to remain calm. The other party wanted to kill him long ago, so he didn't have to move. Now he is asking about the phone.

"This picture is not bad." Shen Chun said.

Cheng Xin looked at the painting on the phone case and suddenly realized: "This is a character in a game. If you like this, I will give it to you. How about I buy you a new one."

"Game character?" Shen Chun asked.

"Yes, this game." Cheng Xin opened the game page and introduced, "This game is still very popular now, and it is more fun than Xiaoxiaole."

Shen Chun became interested: "Teach me."

"Okay, okay." Cheng Xin hastily opened the game and introduced them one by one. "Here are all the characters. This game is a 5v5 tower defense game. Everyone can choose a character..."

The scene there was harmonious, Yan Jibai got up and went to the balcony to make a phone call, informing him of the news about the emperor's mausoleum in the restoration hall. When he came back, the two young men sitting on the sofa were already chatting in full swing.

"Back back, be careful that someone squats on you." Cheng Xin said beside him.

Shen Chun's fingers moved quickly, and he managed to avoid the opponent's attack along the corner, and even took away a person on the opposite side.

"Wow, amazing, this wave of operation six!" Cheng Xin said, "Are you really a novice?"

Yan Jibai: "..."

He really doesn't understand the world of young people.

With a new game, Xiaoxiaole was discarded, and the two of them played concentratingly. Yan Jibai simply sat aside, opened the mobile phone search page, and searched for the word Shen Chun.

There are a lot of messy entries, but none of what he wants. Most of what he has read is official history, but the official history is not complete. What it can record is only a microcosm of each era. Records, as written by the victors, are then forgotten in the rivers of history.

But those who existed and were suppressed by 23 emperors would not leave any traces. There is no official history, but there may be unofficial history.

Yan Jibai sent a message, asking about the unofficial history books on the border between the Yin Dynasty and the Kun Dynasty, but there are quite a few.

Teacher Zhou: When do you want it?

Yan Jibai: When are you free, I'll pick it up.

Teacher Zhou: These two days are free.

Yan Jibai: I'll go get it now.

The other side agreed, Yan Jibai stood up and said to the two people who were sitting together: "I'll go out for a while, I'll be back in a while."

Shen Chun looked up and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go get some books." Yan Jibai changed his shoes and said, "You guys play."

"Us?" Shen Chun looked at the people next to him.

Cheng Xin blinked, and silently moved back, trying to make the other party ignore the fact that he was next to someone just now.

This is the ghost king, not his college roommate, he really forgot everything when he played the game, if the sky wants to kill him, he must first make him crazy.

"Uh……"

"Let's play again next time." Shen Chun put down his phone, walked to the entrance and said, "You forgot your physique."

Yan Jibai relaxed for a moment and said, "Forgot, in fact, you just need to make this jade pendant have the ability to protect."

If you are a lover, it seems that there is no problem asking the other party for help.

"The jade pendant belongs to the jade pendant, I'd better follow you at ease." Shen Chun pulled out his jade pendant, a slight thunder flashed on it, he let go and said, "Okay."

"Then I'll take you to look at your phone by the way." Yan Jibai said.

"Okay." Shen Chun smiled.

"Then I'll go first." Cheng Xin walked to the door and said.

"Let's go down together." Yan Jibai said.

Cheng Xin hesitated for a moment and nodded with a smile: "That's bothering you."

"Don't disturb." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai looked at his figure, and suddenly thought of something: "Can others see you like this?"

"I don't want them to see them and not see them." Shen Chun looked back.

"Then it's invisible now?" Yan Jibai asked.

Shen Chun responded: "Yes."

"Because the clothes are different?" Yan Jibai pressed the elevator and asked.

"There is a reason for this." Shen Chun stood by his side and held his hand.

"Then I'll buy you two more clothes." Yan Jibai said.

"No need." Shen Chun held his hand and said, "There's no need to be like others."

Yan Jibai held the cold touch in his hand, this is not a human temperature, he hates people even more than he imagined: "It will be more convenient to wear it at home."

What has he been through?

"Yes." Shen Chun replied.

The kind where Cheng Xin slipped away after getting off the elevator without looking back, while Yan Jibai held the hand of the person beside him and said, "He gets along well with you, but he's a little afraid of you."

"Fear is a common thing, if you don't have fear, you will covet it." Shen Chun shook his hand and said with a smile, "Because he ignored you just now, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Yan Jibai got into the driveway.

Although he can't get in the conversation, it's good that he has some hobbies of his own.

As long as you don't think about slaughtering people all day long, it's actually a good thing to be able to play games there like ordinary teenagers.

Shen Chun leaned on the co-pilot and pondered for a while: "Why aren't you angry?"

Yan Jibai was a little puzzled: "It's good that you have your own business."

"I never paid attention to you, do you think I don't disturb you, but you are pure?" Shen Chun's fingers moved lightly, and his lips pursed directly.

Yan Jibai only felt that the word "unhappy" was written all over his body: "I don't think so, I just think it's good that you have your own friends."

"Then if I'm with him, do you enjoy it?" Shen Chun asked.

Yan Jibai felt that he didn't answer according to his will, and today he could be angry all day: "Yes, yes."

"Oh? It's really delicious for you to leave alone." Shen Chun said with a smile, "I won't do that in the future."

Yan Jibai: "...Okay."

This is probably the feeling of a cow pressing its head forcibly without drinking water.

But the moment he was able to put down the game and come out with him, he probably felt very happy.

Yan Jibai first drove to Zhou Sheng's house, followed by Shen Chun. It was an old building with creepers on the floors, and it was very shady in the afternoon.

There is no elevator, and the corridor here is also a little dark. When Shen Chun stepped in, the lights were awakened, and the messy things in the shadows disappeared.

Yan Jibai was taken aback for a moment, then kept calm and went upstairs.

On the second floor, a very low floor, when Yan Jibai knocked on the door, he respectfully said: "Teacher."

"You came quickly, go in and have a cup of tea before you go." Zhou Sheng stood inside the door and said.

Yan Jibai looked at him and was about to go in, but saw the figure standing behind him, he paused and said: "Okay, sorry for the inconvenience."

"No trouble, it's rare for you to come." Zhou Sheng turned around and said, "Get the slippers yourself."

"Okay." Yan Jibai bent down to take the slippers, put them away and closed the door, but his eyes fell on the figure who followed the teacher to make tea.

It was a very kind-looking old lady who was also his teacher's wife, but she had passed away due to physical discomfort two years ago.

"I just got good tea here." Zhou Sheng sat on the sofa and took the tea and said, "You have a good taste."

"Well, thank you teacher." Yan Jibai's eyes fell on the figure beside him, this time the other person seemed to notice it, and smiled kindly.

"Xiaoyan can see me?"

Yan Jibai nodded slightly, and Zhou Sheng said, "You usually drink less coffee, drinking tea is as refreshing as it is, and it's better than that."

"He just likes to chatter. He is old and thinks differently from young people." The old lady laughed.

"Tea is good." Yan Jibai said.

"Come." Zhou Sheng poured him a cup of tea, sipped it himself, got up and said, "I just tidied it up, I'll get it for you."

He got up and went into the house, but the old lady stayed behind, Yan Jibai said softly: "Does the teacher know you are here?"

"I don't know." The old lady said.

"Then do I need to tell him?" Yan Jibai asked.

The old lady shook her head and smiled, "No need, people are afraid of ghosts, so don't scare him."

"Her soul is leaving soon." Shen Chun said.

Ordinary ghosts with small resentments can stay in the world for a short time. Once the obsession dissipates, they will enter reincarnation. Obsession is related to thoughts, but it doesn't just happen when you think about it. Obsession is the meaning of attachment.

Yan Jibai was slightly taken aback, the old lady smiled and said, "Young people have good eyesight."

"I'm older than you." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai pressed his hand, and Zhou Sheng came out of the room with a paper bag: "The emperor's mausoleum said that it can be downloaded soon, do you want to find some information from the unofficial history?"

"Well, read more, so that you don't know each other when you get there." Yan Jibai raised the paper bag and said.

"Okay, these are not complete, but these are the general ones. You can pick them up after you finish reading them. I will also read the ones recorded in other books, and I will mark them for you when the time comes." Zhou Sheng said.

"Thank you, teacher." Yan Jibai looked at the humanity beside him who was waving and smiling at him, "Pay attention to your body, don't forget about the rest time after studying."

"Okay, you too." Zhou Sheng said with a smile, "Drive slowly on the road."

"Okay." Yan Jibai turned and left. When he went downstairs, he looked at the young man walking beside him and said hesitantly, "Is there any way to make her stay longer?"

"It's simple, just give her your blood." Shen Chun said, "But it's best not to do that."

Yan Jibai asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Forcing to stay in this world will lead to falsehood." Shen Chun's eyes narrowed slightly, "She has merit in her body, but the obsession with forcing her will wear away her merit. Even if she stays, your teacher can't see her. Ghosts have different paths, which is not beneficial to both parties."

"That's fine." Yan Jibai took a deep breath and said, "Don't let the teacher say goodbye again, and it will be sad."

People and ghosts have different ways.

"Will your obsession go away?" Yan Jibai asked when starting the car.

If you break up, will you leave too?

"No." Shen Chun said lazily, "It's you, what do you want the unofficial history of the Yin Dynasty to do?"

Yan Jibai was slightly startled: "I just want to see."

"If you want to know me, just ask me directly." Shen Chun held his wrist and said with a smile, "I'll tell you everything."

"Not to marry." Yan Jibai said calmly.

"Hmph." Shen Chun withdrew his hand and turned his head away, "You can't find out, no one dares to record my affairs."

Yan Jibai looked at him, sighed lightly and said, "I'll take you to buy a mobile phone."

A willful and arrogant brat.

As my wife said, young people.

But the more hidden things are, the more people want to know about his past, and they can't bear to tell the painful experience that made him obsessed.

Shen Chun looked at the rows of mobile phones and said, "So many?"

"Hello, which one do you like?" the clerk said enthusiastically.

"The latest mobile phone, which is good for playing games." Yan Jibai said.

He didn't want Shen Jiu to lose his temper because of a game card one day.

"Our mobile phones are very good for playing games, what's your budget?" the clerk asked enthusiastically.

"No budget limit." Yan Jibai said.

"Then I will recommend these three models of our family to you. They have very good performance, and they are very powerful in both playing games and taking pictures." It's more business-like."

Yan Jibai pondered for a while and said, "It's really difficult to choose, which one is better?"

Shen Chun looked at the flickering phone and said, "All of them."

Yan Jibai directly ignored his choice and said, "Which one do you usually choose for playing games?"

"This is our main game model now, and the black one is also very suitable for boys' aesthetics." The clerk said enthusiastically.

"Just this one, the one with the largest memory," Yan Jibai said.

"Okay, wait a moment." The clerk left in a hurry.

"I also want those two models." Shen Chun said.

"You only have two hands." Yan Jibai whispered, "You can only play one game."

"You can play games without using your hands." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai was stunned for a moment, and when the clerk came back, he said, "Calculate the two models for me too, and choose the same color."

"Okay." The clerk hurried away again, and smiled when he came back, "If you want to give it away, do you need us to pack it?"

"No need." Yan Jibai paid, picked up the bag and said, "Thank you."

"Okay, you go slowly, welcome to visit next time." The clerk smiled.

It was inconvenient for Shen Chun to mention it, and the corners of his lips raised as he followed him: "You really bought me three."

"Didn't you ask for it?" Yan Jibai turned to the mobile phone shop next to him, "Get three more card numbers, and then you choose a few phone cases yourself."

"You are so kind to me, what reward do you want?" Shen Chun hugged him from behind and said.

Yan Jibai was suddenly unable to move an inch: "Don't hug and hug on the street."

"Can you go home?" Shen Chun asked with a smile.

go home……

Yan Jibai's ears twitched: "It's up to you."

"Okay, then I'll let you off for now." Shen Chun let go of him, and walked beside him.

Yan Jibai glanced sideways, the young man reflected the setting sun, the silhouette at that moment did not seem to be standing in such a noisy downtown, but above the magnificent palace hall, he seemed to have noticed it, turned his eyes and smiled, that The luxurious majesty seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only the juvenile banter and the cool feeling on his lips.

"Anyway, no one saw it." Shen Chun touched him lightly and left, "It's quite exciting to be in this busy city."

Yan Jibai turned to leave, Shen Chun was slightly startled, followed up and said: "Are you angry? No one will find out."

"No." Yan Jibai quickly walked into the store next to him.

Shen Chun followed, and when he noticed his reddish earlobes, he smiled and said, "So I'm shy."

"Shut up." Yan Jibai said.

The clerk raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were a little confused: "What?"

"No, I was on the phone just now." Yan Jibai calmed himself down and said, "Hello, I want to apply for three cards."

"Oh, okay." The clerk didn't take it too seriously.

Shen Chun sat aside and smiled, "Ah Bai, you are so fierce."

Yan Jibai ignored him, and just communicated with the clerk on his own. He was rarely so rude, but this ghost really couldn't be treated like an ordinary person.

He ignored people, Shen Chun rubbed over there, but suddenly found that the seat under him could be rotated, swayed left and right, and could turn around with his legs on it.

It was really hard for Yan Jibai to ignore the ghost next to him who found a novel gadget, and at that moment it was really hard to imagine that this gadget could destroy the city.

The clerk was going through the formalities and got up when he heard the sound