Sang Apple took two steps back with the water cup, pointed at Qiao Ziqian in front of him and raised his voice: "The current traffickers are so advanced, and they will make up this set of deceptions, do you think I am the kind of person who looks very easy to deceive?"

Qiao Ziqian looked the mulberry apple up and down a few times. Wearing a childish bear with short sleeves, cropped jeans, whiteboard sneakers, and a baby face, a simple and silly child is also qualified to say this?

In this regard, Qiao Ziqian said: "Heh. "I don't want to have another one.

A simple "heh" made Sang Apple's thorns stand up, and after being provoked, the fried kitten Sang Apple turned around and pulled out a baseball bat that had been aimed at him a long time ago, and shook it viciously, trying to make his expression look indifferent, "You hear clearly, my surname is Sang, your surname is Joe! How can I be your descendant!"

Hearing Sang Apple say this, Qiao Ziqian's slender fingers gently rubbed his chin twice, and replied, "It is possible that you are here from your grandson's family." ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

She shook the baseball bat in her hand and said, "You say you are my ancestor, then you prove it? After living for a thousand years, you must know something, right?"

Qiao Ziqian thought for a while, and said to her in a gentle tone: "I can read minds." ”

"Okay, now you read what I'm thinking!"

Sang Apple stared at Qiao Ziqian, thinking silently in his heart: Qiao Ziqian, this dead pervert, big pervert, pure perverted variant!

Qiao Ziqian, who seemed to be thinking with his head down, didn't speak for a while.

After half a ring, he raised his head and said lightly: "I can't read it." ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

The air was suddenly quiet, Sang Apple didn't speak, Qiao Ziqian didn't speak, the two stared at each other without saying a word.

"Got out of my house, please. Mellow!"

Sang Apple pointed to the door, and it was rare to give an eviction order domineeringly.

Qiao Ziqian looked at Sang Apple and thought for a moment, then took out a thick envelope from the pocket of his clothes, and when he opened the envelope, there was a whole stack of money. He raised the envelope to the mulberry apple and placed it on the table.

I heard that the current ones like to spoil their children like this, although the junior in front of him is a little bear, but he is also his junior, and he should be obedient if he takes some money.

Looking at the pile of bright and dazzling banknotes, Sang Apple's heart trembled, this is simply a naked threat to her with money! Do you think she will obey?

That's kind of a thought......

Stop!

Sang Apple shook his head and looked at Qiao Ziqian, there were three words written on this person from top to bottom - "I have money".

Qiao Ziqian stretched out his fingers, bent his knuckles and gently tapped them on the table, and said, "Take the flowers." ”

A "Okay" almost broke through the throat of the mulberry apple. Sang Apple swallowed it back with a black face, swallowed it again, and said, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who is moved by money?"

Qiao Ziqian raised her eyebrows, and endured not exposing her lies. Sang Apple obviously glanced at the money every second, wishing that the envelope would be embedded in her desktop and completely become her possession.

Qiao Ziqian thought about it, but generously gave the junior a step down, and said, "Calculate my rent." ”

The stick in Sang Apple's hand suddenly couldn't hold it, and now her hand just wanted to hold the money! But she was still a little uneasy, so she asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "How do you know that I am your junior?"

I can barely accept the setting of the ancestor.

"My junior has good eyes and can see ghosts and monsters. The Ancestor stared at the mulberry apple and said.

Sang Apple laughed dryly and strengthened his courage, and felt a little cold in his back. Turning around and closing the window, he said as he closed it, "What are you kidding, I definitely have no blood relationship with you, I can't even look at it-"

Before the word "see" was spoken, the mulberry apple saw something that should not be seen.

A ghost with only half a face was lying on her window, his eyes loosely set in his sockets, and he looked at Mulberry Apple, who stared at him.

Sang Apple felt a little incredible, so she blinked, trying to know if it was a hallucination.

Then, the ghost did not disappear.

And—

"Click-"

The ghost's only remaining eye fell out and landed on the windowsill, making a noise.

Seemingly embarrassed, he grinned sheepishly at the apple, then picked up the eyeball, set it back, and waved at the apple.

"Hey!"

Sang Apple's breath stagnated, slammed the window shut, turned around, and looked at Qiao Ziqian, who was standing there without moving, and his teeth began to fight up and down.

"What, what to do?!"

Sang Apple looked at Qiao Ziqian with a crying voice for help, her legs were weak, what was that just now! I was so scared! I had never seen it before!

"Shout out to my ancestors, and then ran over and hugged me, I was so angry that the ghost couldn't get close. Then the ghost will run away. ”

Qiao Ziqian made a careful move.

As soon as the words fell, Sang Apple rushed over with a handful of snot and tears, "Ancestor-"

Then he was ready to throw himself into Qiao Ziqian's arms.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the mulberry apple in front of him with snot and tears flying horizontally, and was a little unacceptable for a while, so he reached over and supported the mulberry apple's forehead, preventing her from throwing herself into his arms.

Sang Apple made a face aggrieved, snot and tears were not missing, she cried and roared: "I want to hug!"

Qiao Ziqian frowned slightly in disgust, and pushed her away a little more, "Touch it, touch it." Okay, let's go. ”

"Oh. Sang Apple stopped waving her hands and stood still sniffing, trying to look back, but she was afraid.

Qiao Ziqian took out a new handkerchief to wipe her hands, and pointed behind her, "Look, it's gone." ”

Sang Apple turned around suspiciously, and the ghost figure in the window was gone.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes instantly locked on the stack of Grandpa Mao on the table, and picked up the banknotes with lightning speed, for fear that Qiao Ziqian would regret it.

She counted the money, yo ho 10,000 yuan! That's nearly three months' rent for her!

Sang Apple touched the money in his hand, looked at Qiao Ziqian, and said, "What, I'll reluctantly accept you." You can live here, but you have to pay rent every month. You know what?"

Looking at the little proud appearance of the mulberry apple, Qiao Ziqian smiled and nodded.

So Sang Apple pointed to a room on the left and said, "You can live there, but there is no bed, you have to buy it yourself, sleep on the sofa tonight." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Ziqian, who just felt that the mulberry apple was cute, instantly turned pale, and looked at the sofa with great disgust, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Sang Apple didn't care so much, and ran away with the money.

Qiao Ziqian stood in the living room, and once again looked at the surrounding environment with disgust, seeing that everywhere was a mess, and he couldn't see it.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the window.

"Knock knock—"

Qiao Ziqian looked over and saw that the ghost was knocking on the window in a friendly manner, looking at him with a somewhat flattering expression.

He walked over, opened the window, looked at the scary-looking ghost and said, "Thank you." ”

The ghost nodded, the eyeball was almost clicked again, he looked at Qiao Ziqian expectantly, and said, "Master Qiao, please give me a touch!"

Qiao Ziqian smiled, reached out and gently touched the ghost's head, as if he had touched a puppy, and the ghost closed his eyes comfortably to enjoy it.

"Don't scare her without my permission in the future. ”

Qiao Ziqian whispered, and then withdrew his hand.

The ghost nodded, and wandered away contentedly.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the ghost in the distance and sighed, it was right that he sent a ghost to scare Sang Apple just now, but the heavy yin on his body was true, but even he didn't know how to do it.

Anyway, since he can remember, all kinds of ghosts and monsters have pestered him to touch.

Qiao Ziqian took out a new handkerchief again, wiped his hands clean, and sighed again.

"It's a waste of handkerchiefs to wipe your hands every time. "A grudge from a serious cleanliness fetish.

And Sang Apple took a shower and hurriedly returned to his room, put Grandpa Mao alive, and took it out and counted it for less than a minute, which can be said to be very wealthy.

"One, two, three, four...... No," Sang Apple put down the money in his hand, sat up straight, thought about it, and said to himself, "Looking at Qiao Ziqian's back, it's really a little familiar, where have you seen it?"

Sang Apple tried hard to recall, and finally remembered where Qiao Ziqian's back had been seen, the square at noon today!

The appearance of the handkerchief, the faint fragrance on the body, is that person!

Immediately, Qiao Ziqian's score fell straight down in Sang Apple's heart, and almost became a negative score.

Sang Apple collected the money again, crept to the door, quietly opened a crack, and looked into the living room. Qiao Ziqian was standing there, not knowing what he was thinking.

The dim light shone on the side of his face, soft and handsome, but also resolute, and he looked really good.

"No, no," Sang Apple shook his head, throwing out this shameless thought, and said secretly, "This person's identity is suspicious, you have to drive him away!

Sang Apple quietly closed the door, locked the door, and went to sleep peacefully.

I collected the rent today, and tomorrow I don't have to wear a doll costume on a hot day, and I can find a job well, happy!

This night, Sang Apple slept quite peacefully, and he didn't dream of any ghosts running after him.

"Hmmm......"

Mulberry Apple stretched lazily and slowly got up from the bed, behind the heavy curtains, a ray of sunlight was trying to penetrate the room.

Sang Apple rubbed his eyes, squinted in his slippers and opened the bedroom door and went out.

As soon as she got outside, she realized that something was wrong, was this still her home? It was so clean, so clean that it almost blinded her.

Sang Apple held the door with both hands, and only his head was exposed.

"Early. ”

I saw Qiao Ziqian walking out of the kitchen with a plate in one hand. The tablecloth on the table was replaced by him, a new set of light blue tablecloths covered with a layer of white lace, on which were placed two or three plates, two of which contained well-fried poached eggs, a bowl of porridge, a serving of green vegetables, and a serving of meatball soup.

Mulberry Apple rubbed his eyes and felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

"You did it?"

Sang Apple asked, pointing to a table of breakfast.

Qiao Ziqian nodded, gently put down the plate in his hand, glanced at the unrepaired mulberry apples on the side, and said lightly: "Come and eat after washing." ”

Waiting for Sang Apple to turn around and go to the bathroom with doubts, Qiao Ziqian couldn't help but silently add.

"It's twelve o'clock and one o'clock. ”

When Sang Apple heard this, he almost didn't get his foot slipped by the tiles in the bathroom.

"Hmph! I'm not lazy!"

The bathroom was also cleaned, and the white tiles were so bright that they directly took a picture of the appearance of the mulberry apple, and the mulberry apple almost suspected that the bathroom had been renovated. Even the toiletries on the table are neatly and orderly, from large to small, from high to low.

Sang Apple brushed his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror, his hair was a mess, and the short hair on the back of his head was all upturned, and he looked particularly arrogant in a handful.

Sang Apple frowned and took the comb to comb it, but accidentally hooked the knotted hair.

"Click!"

A crisp and cheerful voice sounded, and Comb-kun announced his sacrifice.

Sang Apple looked at the comb that was broken into two sections: "...... Depend on. ”

How could such a delicate ancestor have such a sloppy descendant, he must not be a pro, absolutely not! But so what! 10,000 a month! 10,000!

The mulberry apples, who had finally taken care of their chicken nests, came to the table decadently, looking at the light meals on the table, and did not start for a long time.

Qiao Ziqian, who drank porridge silently and elegantly, glanced at the mulberry apple that stared at him, and said lightly: "It's not poisonous." ”

“……”

Mulberry Apple tried to pick up the chopsticks, took a piece of baby cabbage and put it in his mouth.

"it!"

Sang Apple's eyes instantly became shiny, she smashed her mouth, this dish is so delicious!

Obviously it's just an ordinary vegetable! I actually ate the high-end feeling of a five-star hotel, no, it should be a royal hotel!

That spontaneous sense of happiness was simply bursting, and Sang Apple's good impression of Qiao Ziqian in his heart rose rapidly.

When he waited for a platform, Sang Apple sobered up in time, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for being bought by a small dish, which was simply spineless!

Looking at the little expression of Sang Apple's tangled and enjoyable little expression at the same time, Qiao Ziqian smiled, ate the last bite of porridge, put down the chopsticks, silently took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and said, "Don't go and hand out leaflets." ”

Sang Apple raised her head, stared at Qiao Ziqian with puzzled eyes, looked at his good-looking face, and felt a heat in her heart, isn't this thing distressing her making money under the scorching sun?

Qiao Ziqian put down the handkerchief, glanced at the mulberry apple that was full of thoughts, and said, "It's a shame." ”

"Huh!"

Sang Apple felt a basin of water with ice slag poured down, drenching her with a cold heart.