After Jiang Zichun's efforts to lie on the window for a week, Qin Luo, in order to avoid turning over at night and seeing the strange guy on the glass again, shook his hand and scattered him carelessly, and finally agreed to install a small hammock for him in his room.

Jiang Zichun was ecstatic, wishing that he was lying on it and dangling it every day.

He snuggled up in a soft hammock, staring intently at the tablet as he snacked.

In order to appease his frightened young mind, Qin Luo downloaded some healing TV series with mythical demon harvesting for him, which is now being watched vigorously.

Xiao Hei didn't know if it was because he was dissatisfied with her approach, since Jiang Zichun moved into her bedroom, he had 120,000 points of hostility towards Stupid, and a cat and a ghost fought several times every day, making her have a headache.

Qin Luo couldn't do it, so he had to foster it in the pet hall for a while, the day the black cat left, he screamed very badly, and the green vertical pupils froze Jiang Zichun tightly, and rubbed her trouser legs hard, and he almost softened.

After that, her life gradually became a little scattered, and she put this matter on the back burner.

Qin Luo pondered this master-servant contract, either the master or the servant was injured, and the other would be affected. However, if the two sides cooperate well and have a high degree of tacit understanding, then both sides will have a great increase in strength, and it will be a great help when dealing with the intractable fierce spirits, and every time they fight side by side, their spiritual power will be raised to new heights.

but, do you want to break the contract with this Uncle Jiang before the end of the sacrificial priesthood?

Hehe, Qin Luo looked at the consequences to be endured again, silently closed the precious and rare Heavenly Book, and clicked the return button.

"Ayan, thank you."

Seeing that she seemed to be very tired, An Yan on the other side of the video frowned invisibly, her cold and deep facial features, with the charming style of an exotic beautiful man, and her beautiful dark brown eyes filled with alienation showed obvious melancholy at the moment, "What's wrong?" Look at your face is not very good. ”

Like ...... It was drained of its essence by something unclean, and it looked a little lifeless.

However, with Qin Luo's force value-

Well, Yasuhiko shook her head secretly, denying the idea, it would be strange if those ghosts could enter her.

"I don't know, I've been a little sleepy in the past few days, maybe I've been too bored lately." Qin Luo pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled at him absentmindedly.

"Xiaoluo, I don't worry about you."

From the day he first met because of catching ghosts, Qin Luo, who he knew, had always been indifferent and arrogant on his face, and his face as white as snow smiled, which would make people feel as warm as a melting glacier. But he has never looked like he is now lazy and lifeless, is there something he doesn't know?

"You want to go home early?" Hearing that, Qin Luo finally felt a little energetic, and after she was surprised, she shook her head gently, "I'm fine, I just didn't wake up in the morning, don't worry about me." ”

still remembers that she took the initiative to talk to An Yan at that time, just because he was good-looking, but after getting along, the two became good friends who talked about everything.

She was naturally happy that he was coming back, but it was another matter if she delayed his studies.

An Yan saw her say that, and his heart relaxed slightly.

"Okay, I'll have classes in a while, and I'll have time to talk."

Qin Luo sighed, rubbed his temples with his bare hands, and closed the notebook.

Who would have thought that An Yan would see the six-pointed star on her wrist at the moment when she raised her hand, and after a solemn silence for a moment, he hurried across the ocean to find her ten days later.

Out of the study, Qin Luo's eyebrows gathered a touch of sadness, she did feel that something was wrong with her, but unfortunately she couldn't find the reason at all, she was very confident in this regard, she would not be entangled by resentful spirits that she couldn't sense, probably because she was too careful.

Qin Luo patted his face with cold water, feeling better, but when he reached out to draw the paper, he saw that the paper reel was empty.

I was wondering why the paper towels I had filled in the morning were gone for a long time, and I stepped on a small pile of paper tube residues under my feet.

……

Needless to say, Jiang Zichun's stupid thing must have done it.

She calmly twisted the lock of the door, and looked at the convulsive ghost inside very speechlessly, but fortunately, after more such things, she became accustomed to it.

"Stupid, it's better to give me a good reason, otherwise the review book is 10,000 words."

She bought a dozen brushes to keep along!

When Jiang Zichun heard the sound, he moved his gaze from the screen to Qin Luo, and his charming face immediately smiled flatteringly, and said sweetly: "Master! Does Soon-soon look good-looking? ”

“…… Can you tell me what the hell is the toilet paper pinned to your hair? ”

Qin Luo held his forehead, he couldn't understand at all that this stupid kid pulled the paper into a long strip and stuck chopsticks on his head for hair, it was just a waste of the black black hair like satin, okay?

"Isn't it pretty? Master, who do you think I look like? He jumped out of the hammock and circled around her merrily, his sparkling black eyes like a little creature eager to plead with his master.

The corners of Qin Luo's mouth twitched, "Are you pretending to be a bride?" ”

"That's not right." Jiang Zichun glanced at her with disgust, turned around again, and said expectantly: "Master, guess again!"

“…… You don't fancy yourself being a spinning top, do you? ”

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that this possibility was really big. Fortunately, Jiang Zichun turned around again, didn't stand firm and hit the wall, and finally stopped.

He rubbed his head with a snort, held his face and said shyly: "People are learning Guanyin Bodhisattva......"

Poof――

Master Guanyin, forgive me for not teaching this dead boy well! Let him discredit you!

Qin Luo stepped forward with a dark face, trying to pull out his head full of wooden chopsticks and the toilet paper that was dragging on the ground, "10,000 words review, don't eat if you don't write!" ”

Unbeknownst to her, the moment Jiang Zichun's hand touched her hair, her bewitching face instantly distorted into a vicious and ruthless appearance.

He raised the tail of his slender eyes, with a strong chill and vigilance, and his soft and pink thin lips lightly opened: "Go away."

Two words,

Say it softly and slowly.

Very successfully stopped her movements.

Qin Luo withdrew his hand, looked at his eyes that became clear and pure in an instant, and sneered: "Twenty thousand words." !!

"The hosts! Chun Chun was wrong...... Boom...... Chunchun was just subconsciously so fierce just now, don't let Chunchun write so many words...... Chunchun also wants to go to the temple to worship the Bodhisattva, the White Lady said that Guanyin Bodhisattva can bless us, I still have many episodes of the White Lady I haven't watched...... Chun Chun is not reconciled!! ”

"Thirty thousand words."

Jiang Zichun was silent, biting her lower lip and looking at her with tears in her eyes, seeing that Qin Luo didn't have the slightest intention of relenting, she went to write a letter of guarantee in tears.

When Qin Luo received the message for help, Jiang Zichun was still working hard, she thought about it, and decided to take this guy out to hone the fit between master and servant.

Jiang Zichun learned that he didn't need to continue writing, so he was quite willing to go out after Qin Luo's 'fart' and 'shares', fortunately, the ghost king's physique was relatively special, coupled with the contractual relationship, even if it was afternoon, he could swagger outside against the bright sun.

reminded Qin Luo even more that the resentful ghosts who could still be strange at such a heavy moment of daytime yang qi would be difficult.