Jiang Xia's counting finger stopped on its head: "...5."
I barely scraped it together.
Both people and ghosts feel comfortable.
Guiying rubbed his hands obediently, and then looked at the cigarette case beside Jiang Xia's pillow with longing eyes.
Jiang Xia knocked out one and turned it twice between her fingers, but did not order it:
"It's not convenient to call you 'you, you, you' all the time, so why don't I give you a name."
Ghost Infant: "..."
Thinking of the names Jiang Xia gave to his precious potted plants, Guiying not only wanted to shake his head, but also wanted to run.
...But Jiang Xia was holding its rations in her hands.
The ghost baby bit his finger, struggled for a long time, and nodded with humiliation.
Jiang Xia was very satisfied with his cooperation: "Let's call him Xiaobai."
The ghost baby breathed a subtle sigh of relief.
Although it's a bit simple, but fortunately, it's not a cat's egg, a dog's egg, a pig's ears, a green comb...
…
So when Jiang Xia called it "Xiao Bai", it responded cooperatively.
Jiang Xia touched its head with satisfaction, got out of bed, walked to the table, and lit the ghost mint.
When Xiaobai was happily smoking ghost mint.
Jiang Xia put the shikigami on the bed back into their seals and prepared to tidy up before going to work in the office.
At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Jiang Xia was startled, walked over and opened the door, and found that there was express delivery.
Jiang Xia: "..."
He hasn't shopped online recently, and no one usually sends him mail.
Only Shirley and her sister would occasionally send some homemade health medicines.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia reached out and took the express delivery.
As before, the sender's column contains an "S", which is the initials of Shirley's English name.
Chapter completed!