Zhou Yanqing worked hard. When she came to her senses, she found that the teacup next to her was empty. She was about to add some tea to herself when she saw the teapot flying up by itself. Then the water column poured over and a "ghost" poured a cup of tea for her.

Zhou Yanqing blinked: "Yin Huaili?"

Put the teapot back to its original position.

Yin Huaili showed his body bit by bit in front of her.

As he had seen him, he was wearing a thick and bloody clothes. This was a white dress, the style was like Zhou Yanqing had seen before. Blood was dripping with dripping blood, and the blood seemed to flow out of Yin Huaili's body.

At first glance, his appearance looked green and shy, but also handsome. The paranoia in his expression turned into softness. A smile on his lips. Even though he was still feminine, it seemed that he had less hostility than before.

"I didn't call me that before."

"Then what am I calling you?"

"Little brother."

Zhou Yanqing snorted.

Yin Huaili floated closer, he bent down to look down at her face, his hands were very cold, he held her jaw, forcing her to look up at him.

"Come on, call me again."

Zhou Yanqing pushed him: "Stop making trouble."

What a little brother, it was not so embarrassing when he was a child.

Yin Huaili raised his eyebrows and then leaned closer. His cold breath seemed to squirt on her face, "Come~~~"

A very charming voice, "Call me again, my brother has been listening for a long time."

Zhou Yanqing laughed: "Okay, okay, little brother, little brother! Is that OK?"

She was obedient and Yin Huaili felt a little regretful.

If she couldn't speak stubbornly, he could continue to tease her, but if she cooperated so much, he wouldn't be able to start.

Next she worked, and he looked at her quietly without disturbing her.

But when he stared at her with picturesque eyebrows, the snow-white face seemed to be imprinted on his heart. His heart strings suddenly roared for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

Since the second fusion, these people or ghosts can vaguely sense each other's thoughts and thoughts.

It’s like the loss of the soul of the prince to save the prince, so that he has been in a coma these days.

But Jiang Jianchen was the first to restore consciousness.

That night, Jiang Jianchen was short-lived because he was proficient in Qihuang, he understood Zhou Yanqing's physique, and knew that this matter could not be delayed, so he tried his best to wake up.

They all knew exactly what Jiang Jianchen did that night.

But in Yin Huaili's view, Jiang Jianchen was not on a whim, nor was it intentional planning.

That person might be introverted and sexy, and he had a sense of crisis in his subconscious mind. He wanted to catch up with other people's progress and wanted to make himself a special existence in Zhou Yanqing's heart.

A man who seems to be cold and outspoken seems to be indifferent and seems to be indifferent, but he also has what he cares about in his heart, and he just has never expressed it.

The feelings he had in his childhood were sacred. Perhaps in Jiang Jianchen's view, he was persecuted by his mother and sold to a brothel by his mother, and almost fell into the wind.

Zhou Yanqing bought him like that and saved him. To him, who was called Tiantian and the earth, was similar to redemption, she was his savior.

After becoming an adult, even if it may not be love, it is like marching and fighting. Before the troops move, food and grass will come first. He did that kind of thing entirely based on his instinct.

Perhaps in his opinion, love is the continuation of the relationship back then. No matter which kind of relationship it is, it is good, and I just want to occupy a place in her heart.
Chapter completed!