Chapter 1699 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (44)

He wanted to explain, but he was afraid that she would look at him with frightened eyes.

Let her misunderstand, he was possessed by a ghost.

Yu Moqian stood quietly in front of her, and when she lowered her head, her black hair fell on her shoulders.

In the end, he just stretched out his fingers and stroked her short hair lightly.

"In the future, what do you want to do, I will accompany you."

He was blindfolded, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Whispered words have nothing to do with love, but they are sincere words.

After all, he was the one who took him away from that lonely place, and even more... looked at her body.

His sense of responsibility does not allow his escape.

But in the next second, his lips were covered by a hand, and the warm fingertips burned his cold lips.

Then came Bai Weiwei's voice, "Okay, I'm joking with you, you look so scared that you want to be responsible to me, and you don't know how to grow needles, just look at it, the first society is open, you don't have to Such an antique."

She paused, then said softly: "You don't have to follow me all the time, you can do whatever you want, I don't want to imprison you."

Yu Moqian was silent for a while, her gentle tone was all in her mind.

She smiled, "We are friends after all."

Yu Moqian's heart trembled, but he was a little moved.

This touch turned into another emotion that made him tremble.

[Ding, the male protagonist has a favorability score of thirty. 】

His closed eyes were a little astringent, and then he said softly, "Okay, friend."

He is a lonely ghost, except for being her back spirit and accompanying her.

The rest cannot be given to her.

If she didn't have a pure yang physique, his existence would have already turned into a leech that sucked her vitality.

If people stay with ghosts for a long time, they will die.

Not to mention, we can be together.

If they were together, he would kill her.

Yu Moqian fumbled to hold her hand, then turned his back to her, and said softly in a hoarse voice, "Put on your clothes, let's go."

Bai Weiwei seemed to be laughing in a low voice.

Like mocking his timidity.

Yu Moqian said very calmly: "By the way, there are many ghosts in this place. If you don't leave, all the hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts, starving ghosts will come."

Bai Weiwei's smiling face froze, the surroundings were dark and windy.

She let herself go too much, she even forgot that they were on the ghost path.

This place is the road to the underworld where ghosts walk.

Bai Weiwei shivered, and quickly put on her clothes, she needed to be blindfolded more than Yu Moqian.

Babies who are afraid of ghosts can't stand being scared.

She saw ghosts, and her nightmares had prototypes.

From now on, if I stay alone, even in the middle of the night, I can make up the image of a ghost without a ghost.

Bai Weiwei said, it was too scary.

Hearing the sound of Bai Weiwei getting dressed quickly, Yu Moqian couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile.

I'm really afraid of ghosts.

Obviously bold, but so afraid of these gadgets.

After getting dressed, Bai Weiwei took his long gown into her hands, and tapped his back muscles with her fingers.

As soon as he froze, he heard her say, "Put on your clothes."

The conversation between the two of them was so ambiguous.

Yu Moqian lowered his head, as if a little shy, and then he stretched out his hand to tear off the cloth strips from his eyes. His half-drooped black eyes seemed like an endless night, but with a soft feeling.

Then he took the clothes in her hand, and the clothes turned into dark blue spots of light, covering his body.

A complete piece of clothing appeared on him again.

Yu Moqian saw that his hair was loose, so he was not in the mood to braid it and left it loose.