Chapter 31: A Beautiful Man and a Pig's Head

The sound in the living room suddenly stopped abruptly from the bustle of changing the channel, like the sizzle of a broken record suddenly became silent. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The ghost knows what the ghost is doing incredible, and I have been really stimulated by the surprise of the past two days, and I have basically been exercised out and entered the stage of not being weird, so I decided to bother to pay attention to him, no matter what he does, anyway, my father and mother are not at home, and no one will be scared by him.

It's just that I went back to the living room after washing the dishes, but he was gone, the TV had been turned off, I looked around, even behind the curtains, and even I opened the window to endure the various symptoms of fear of heights and looked out of the window, all of which were gone.

I was worried that he was playing a prank on me again, playing some stealth game, after I checked, I pretended to be very casual and turned on the TV again, my eyes were looking at the TV, every pore of my body was engrossed in paying attention to the movements that might suddenly appear to scare people, but when the commercial between the two episodes of the TV series was over, and after a period of TV series time, there was still no movement.

Could it be that he really left without saying hello?

I suddenly felt a little lost.

"This ghost is so rude that he left without even saying goodbye. โ€

I muttered to myself, thinking of him as a lonely ghost, I don't know where he will go after leaving here, even if he goes back to his own home, but after all, no one can see him, will he feel very lonely, thinking like this, my mood began to feel a little heavy, I don't remember at all that I was afraid that he would come into my house.

I also feel bored watching TV, so I turned off the TV again, Zhang's Group only needs to report tomorrow, and suddenly I feel that the afternoon is extremely long, I used to be able to enjoy the time alone, but today I feel a little bored, and I usually lose interest in what I like to do.

I was in the living room for a while, and then walked to my bedroom, ready to take a nap, I think the boss boss also said that he would follow me wherever I went in the future, but so soon he left me alone to act alone, it can be seen that he likes to fool people, and he will definitely see him tomorrow when he goes to the Zhang Group, and he must ask him where this ghost went to scare people after leaving me.

As soon as I pushed open the bedroom door, I couldn't help but exclaim, and then a wave of joy that I couldn't stop spreading through my heart.

I saw that Zhang Yi, who thought he had disappeared, was standing at my desk at this time, looking at a book in his hand, and when he heard me come in, he only looked up at me, and then put his eyes back on the book in his hand.

"If you have to shout like this every time you see me, like you've seen a ghost, shouldn't I consider establishing a sixth article of the employee code?"

Hehe, didn't I just see a ghost, it seems that he hasn't accepted his new identity from the bottom of his heart, but I don't have the heart to remind him, because I have to admit that seeing that he is still here, my heart is still occupied by a little emotion called joy, and there is a feeling of relief, I define this feeling as a soft heart, and I really can't bear to see him wandering outside alone.

I saw that he was holding a professional book that I had read in college, and I was just puzzled to ask him why he was interested in reading this, when suddenly I suddenly remembered something, and quickly ran over screaming to grab the book in his hand.

I grabbed it easily, the book had already turned to the last page, and it was clear that he had read it all and did not resist at all.

Oops, shame on the dead, shame on the dead, my face was flushed, and I didn't dare to look at him at all.

"Didn't you admire me so much, and why did you paint me so ugly?"

It turned out that he had really finished reading it, and I was embarrassed to smile at him, hoping that he would not mind his image in the next few paintings of mine.

If this girl still has a little bit of talent that can be mastered, it is to draw villains, and since I was a child, I like to draw all kinds of villains on various textbooks, and those lessons that are like books in the sky are like books for me, which is probably the most fundamental reason why my skills in painting villains have been improved.

The course time of this book is the time when I follow the trend to catch up with the fashion and fan Zhang Yi, and then at the end of the course, it is the time when I was fooled by the small plate and became disgusted with Zhang Yi.

Therefore, most of the first half of the book is a comic version adapted by me based on the photos of Zhang Yi on the Internet, which is a standard male god image, very handsome and stylish, and in the second half of the book, I was stimulated by the extreme stimulation of his appearance by a small plate of oil and vinegar, and the paintings were all the best ugly male images with crooked noses and slanted eyes full of pockmarked faces.

These were originally small pleasures that I used to entertain myself in class, but I threw them aside after class, and after graduation, I didn't even go through the textbooks that I hadn't read before, and they were all thrown on the shelves, but I didn't expect to be found and seen by this ghost.

"Don't you want to explain it to me?"

"Solution...... Explain what?"

I decided to play dumb.

"Explain what the cartoons in these books are about? Don't deny me, there are names written next to them, such as Zhang Yimei's man, and Zhang Yi's pig's head. โ€

He glared at me a little bit when he said "pig's head", and I think this was the first time that someone like him, who was used to being a beautiful man, had used the word to him.

Seeing that I was still thinking about countermeasures, he added: "Hmm, don't tell me that there is another Zhang Yi, according to me, that beautiful man really looks a little like me." โ€

I have a habit of drawing cartoons for people and like to note their names next to them, because this thing really offends people, for example, there was once a boy who gave me a small card, because he looked more fat, I once drew a cartoon of a hippopotamus body in the exercise book, and then noted his name next to it, because I was very proud of this idea, I also showed off in front of the small plate, but I didn't expect the fat boy to see this cartoon somehow, and then he never paid attention to me again, and then I heard that he shifted the target, and sent a small card to other girls, and I finally had an admirer who was eliminated by myselfใ€‚

This time, because of this habit, it was discovered by the protagonist of the comic again, and the name evidence was there, and even the denial became a quibble.

"Hehe, of course the beautiful man painted you, pig's head, just kidding, you don't look like you at all, haha, don't mind, don't mind. โ€

I smiled at him flatteringly, and tried to be as cute as possible.