Looking at Xie Jingrun in front of her, there was never a moment, like this moment, which made her feel kind and gentle. Standing beside him, she actually felt a sense of peace and peace of mind.

Even if there is a ghost, Xie Jingrun can still kill the ghost, right?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously leaned against him.

Xie Jingrun's eyes were falling on her white little face, obviously because he was scared by his just now. For this reason, he felt guilty and guilt in his heart.

It was a whim to scare her, but unexpectedly, she was so scared. If he had known, he wouldn't have scared her.

He thought silently, but at this moment, the girl suddenly approached. He was stunned, somewhat unexpected.

Especially when he smelled the unique fragrance of the girl, his body quickly became stiff.

He held one hand on the corner of the table, his smooth forehead, and saw little sweat, but said in his mouth: "Nonsense! What the hell is there?"

"But I really met, and the ghost touched my neck with cold hands. If it weren't for a ghost, how could the hand be so cold, and it still appeared silently."

Xie Jingrun: “…”

He coughed lightly to hide his strangeness, "That must be your own hallucination."

Rong Qingqing didn't notice his strangeness at all. She raised her eyes and looked at him. She thought of something and muttered in a low voice, "It must be that you have killed too many people on weekdays, so the ghosts of those people will hide in your yard. Wouldn't you be afraid when you go to bed at night?"

"Rong Qingqing!" Xie Jingrun's forehead veins leaped, and no matter how much charming thoughts disappeared, he said with a deep face, "Where is my face?"

Rong Qingqing came to her senses and put the food basket in her hand on the table, "Bang, isn't this?" She was also a talented person. She was so scared just now that she didn't throw the food basket directly.

The most amazing thing is Xie Jingrun. The yard is haunted and he still has the appetite to eat noodles.

Xie Jingrun opened the food basket and brought the noodles out.

Thinking of something, he handed over the chopsticks, "You taste it first."

Rong Qingqing was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

"How do I know if you have added something to it?" Xie Jingrun did not forget what she said before. At that time, he was going to go over and take a look, but this woman actually went back to Qinfangyuan to cook, so he was not inconvenient to follow her again.

Rong Qingqing snatched the chopsticks and said angrily: "Am I that kind of person?"

"Only you know it." Xie Jingrun sat down on the chair and looked at her leisurely.

Rong Qingqing snorted coldly, dragged the bowl over, grabbed a large mouthful, and ate it into her mouth.

Xie Jingrun narrowed his eyes slightly. This stinky girl was getting more and more bold in front of him, and she dared to shy face.

Rong Qingqing took a bite with relish, and when he saw that he didn't shout to stop, he continued to take a second bite.

Anyway, she is hungry, so she eats a little more and only leaves a few noodles for him, so it is best to starve him to death.

"It's OK." Seeing that she was still addicted to eating, Xie Jingrun hurriedly called her.

Rong Qingqing had no choice but to push the chopsticks and bowls in disappointment to him.

"I'm not the kind of person with bad character. The Marquis is so careless."

"You don't dare to measure it!" Xie Jingrun glanced at her, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and took a bite.

It was not until the noodles were eaten into my mouth that I remembered that the woman had used these chopsticks just now.
Chapter completed!