"What's wrong with you?" Wen Yiren looked puzzled.

"You don't have a proper ghost story?"

"Yes, but I'm afraid of scaring you to death," Wen Yiren looked innocent, "You see, I'm scared like this, if I really scare you to death, I have to be responsible, I'm so young, I don't want to go to jail." ”

Song Qingyu couldn't help but roll her eyes, it wouldn't be her if she was scared to death, at most she would scare Xu Yuan to death.

This kind of tumor, one less to die, how good!

Anyway, she is a ghost and god in the underworld, what are you afraid of?

What Wen Yiren didn't know was that the director and several staff members sitting in front of the computer trembled in unison and were also frightened.

"Wen Yiren must be set aside here to tell ghost stories, and the post-production will do a good job of rendering the atmosphere."

"Director, she spoke for at least twenty minutes."

"Then broadcast a story, and let's use another story as an easter egg."

"Good director."

*

When Wen Yiren woke up, only Song Qingyu was still sleeping in the house.

Knowing that Song Qingyu was busy with work, Wen Yiren couldn't bear to call her, so she got up and washed first.

"Pleasant wake up, pack up and eat!"

Su Ling came out of the kitchen with xiaolongbao.

"Okay."

"Qingyu, haven't you woken up yet?"

Wen Yiren looked back at Song Qingyu and shook her head, "I think I want to see how much she sleeps, let's eat by ourselves first, let her sleep a little longer." ”

"Well, that's fine."

For dinner, Su Ling proposed to go for a walk outside to digest it, but Xu Yuan barely slept at night because of the ghost stories told by Wen Yiren, so he refused directly.

Xu Yuan didn't follow, Wen Yiren was naturally happy.

It's just that I always feel that something is good.

"Is Qingyu sick?" Su Ling suddenly asked, "I have participated in similar variety shows with her before, and she is the first one to get up." ”

"I guess I'm tired, and she didn't have much rest during the New Year."

In the end, it is one of the four flowers of Huaiyu, and Song Qingyu is very busy.

Even when filming in the crew, I often need to go out to shoot magazines for interviews and so on.

When the group came back from a walk, they saw Xu Yuan walking downstairs very unhappily.

"Sister Qingyu is too bullying, I kindly poured her a cup of hot water, she actually said that I was annoying, and kicked me out."

Su Ling smiled and explained, "Maybe you disturbed her sleep, Qingyu was originally this temper." ”

Wen Yiren didn't think so, isn't it normal for Qingyu to drive Xu Yuan out?

It was good not to throw pillows.

It's just that Wen Yiren just thinks something is strange.

Suddenly, I felt that my sleeve was being pulled, and when I turned around, I met Nanche's gaze.

"What?"

"Go back to your room." Nanche frowned and urged.

"Back to what room?"

"Nonsense, your room with Song Qingyu."

Wen Yiren blinked suspiciously, "Why, did you give me any surprise?" ”

"Are you still a ghost or god of the underworld, and you haven't noticed such a heavy yin qi?"

Yin Qi?

Wen Yiren sniffed, and finally found a hint of familiarity.

As soon as his eyes sank, he quickly rushed into the room, and saw Song Qingyu sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Yiren, I had a dream last night that I was targeted by a female ghost, and the female ghost asked me to return her child."

Child?

"It's just a dream, it's okay."

"Yiren, in fact, since you rescued me from the ghost gate, I have bumped into ghosts many times, just during the Chinese New Year, I went to worship my ancestors, and I saw a female ghost in the purpose, and the female ghost has been staring at me."

Wen Yiren lifted her eyelids, "I'm here." ”