Young master Guo had made a bet with someone on whether or not he would dare to go to the cemetery to dance at night. He was good at saving face when he was young. Once he was provoked by someone, young master Guo really went.
Who knew that he would bring back such a thing.
That Taoist priest and disciple had left dejectedly at some point.
Not leaving?
If they didnât leave, would they be ridiculed? They didnât want to save face!
Because it was too late, Mr. Guo arranged a guest room for her. The main reason was that he was afraid that the female ghost would come back.
The next morning, Ming Shu took the money and stood up to leave.
âMaster...âMrs. Guo chased after her. âMy son still had nightmares last night. Master, what do you think is going on? Is there any safety amulet...â
âThe air quality is too bad and he is too surprised. It would be strange if he didnât have nightmares. Sometimes we have to believe in science.âMing Shu smiled, âThe young people nowadays just need to take care of him. If he really canât take care of him, I have no choice but to take him to a psychologist.â
Mrs. Guo:â? ? ?â
Ming Shu left while Mrs. Guo was stunned.
Ming Shu sent her message to yaojing, âDonât run.â.
Yaojing didnât reply to her. She was probably not online.
......
Ming Shu looked at the bustling city around her. She came here and even earned money. If she didnât reward herself properly, she would be letting herself down!
âWhat are you doing? Filming?â
âI didnât see the cameraman... but heâs so handsome!â
âHe must be a celebrity. Maybe itâs some hidden filming. Reality shows are all popular now.â
âSuch a handsome celebrity, havenât I seen him before? God, heâs so handsome. Ah, ah, ah, heâs looking over. Abstinent Prince Charming, I feel like Iâm going to fall in love again.â
Ming Shu walked out of a shop and was drowned by a group of girls.
Ming Shu followed their line of sight and looked over. There was a man standing in the next shop. The sunlight slanted down on half of his body, revealing his cold side profile.
He was like an emperor who had walked into the wrong time and space. His entire body exuded a cold arrogance and disdain that made people dare not approach him.
He stood there motionlessly, allowing the passersby to look at him.
Ming Shu stood and observed him for a moment. She didnât see what he was doing there.
Ming Shu finished eating a chicken drumstick, but he was still standing there.
Ming Shu finished eating a hamburger, but he was still standing there.
Ming Shu finished a hamburger..
Was he going to stand there until the end of time?
Even if he was good-looking, he wouldnât be so willful!
Ming Shu squeezed through the crowd and walked toward him while the girls were shouting in low voices.
Just now, some girls wanted to talk to him, but before they got close, they were scared back by the manâs imposing manner.
Ming Shu walked to his side as if nothing had happened. She followed his line of sight and saw that it was the window of the shop next door. There were a few dolls inside, nothing special.
The thousand-year-old zombie liked this thing?
This hobby..
âWhat are you doing?â
The man suddenly turned his head and the girls cried out in surprise.
Ming Shuâs gaze entered his eyes, which were as cold as a thousand-year-old black jade. There was no warmth in the silence.
He seemed to recognize Ming Shu. He narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his thin lips slightly. His cold voice exploded in Ming Shuâs ears.
âSword.â
âWho are you scolding?â
âSword!â
The man turned around and grabbed Ming Shuâs arm. His cold eyes were filled with bloodlust.
The crowd gasped. They didnât know if they knew each other or if Ming Shu failed to strike up a conversation and angered the man.
Ming Shu felt that her arm was almost frozen.
âStrangle me if you can. I Wonât return it to you anyway.âIâll kill you!
The manâs gaze fell on her fair neck.
Her slender neck could be broken with just a little bit of force.
He didnât feel the existence of the sword and couldnât summon it. Where did she hide her sword?
Ming Shu raised her chin slightly. She seemed to be saying, strangle me if you can!
Her ice-like hands tightened and loosened. Her pitch-black pupils were calm, and no one could guess what he was thinking.
In the end, the man let go of Ming Shu. His eyes moved to the window again and looked at it quietly.
Ming Shu rubbed her arms. âWhat are you looking at?â
â...âno one answered her.
âDo You Like This?â
â...â
Ming Shu was silent for a few seconds and squeezed through the crowd.
Everyone thought that Ming Shu failed to strike up a conversation.
But Ming Shu came back very quickly. She was still holding a furry rabbit doll in her hand. She stuffed the doll into the manâs arms. âHere.â
The handsome, cold and arrogant man was holding a doll that was so cute that it couldnât be described..
Countless girlsâhearts seemed to float in the crowd.
This contrast was too big!
I Canât take it anymore, theyâre going to die soon.
The man looked down at the doll in his hand and frowned slightly. What is this?
He squeezed his fingers and the entire doll changed shape. The cute doll suddenly became distorted.
The style seemed to change from a girlâs manga to a horror manga.
Everyone:â...â
This... This is a little..
But itâs still so handsome!
Good looks are justice.
Ming Shu saw that more and more people were watching, and her eyebrows became slightly thick. She reached out and pulled him.
Letâs get him out of here first..
This guy just climbed out of the coffin. This outfit was too eye-catching.
The Man didnât move at all. His cold eyes fell on her body and silently questioned her.
âDo you want a sword?â
The doll was even more miserable.
Ming Shu kept smiling.
The man was finally dragged by Ming Shu. His long and straight legs opened and his clothes fluttered in the wind.
The crowd couldnât help but open a path for them.
âDo they know each other?â
âThey should know each other. Otherwise, why would he follow her?â
âAh! My Prince Charming is gone just like that.â
âSOB, SOB, SOB, is this a reality show? Can I still see him on TV?â
Ming Shu dragged him into a menâs clothing store. The shop assistantâs eyes lit up when she saw the man. She blushed and walked up to him. âWelcome.â
âPick some clothes for him to try.â
âOkay, sir, do you like it more normal or more formal?â
The man held the deformed doll and didnât respond.
âAll of you,âMing Shu answered for him.
The shop assistant quickly brought the matching clothes over. âSir, please try them on this way.â
The Man didnât move. Ming Shu dragged him to the fitting room, threw the clothes to him, and pushed them in.
The shop assistant was obviously dissatisfied with Ming Shuâs rude attitude toward her Prince Charming.
How could such a handsome little brother be treated like this?
Ming Shu waited outside for a long time, but no one came out. âAre you ready to give birth?â
No one answered.
Ming Shu:â...â
Ming Shu lifted the curtain and saw the man standing straight inside. He threw his clothes on the ground and didnât change at all.
Ming Shu:â...â
The man looked at her through the mirror.
âIf you donât change your clothes, people will watch you when you go out,âMing Shu said. âDo you want to be watched by those people just now?â
The man looked down at the clothes on the ground.
Half a minute later, the man said confidently, âNo.â