"Maybe my brother is too delicious." Wei Xuan was still staring at the skin that Lorraine was exposed, and said something obsessively.

"What did you say?" Wei Xuan spoke too quietly, he didn't hear clearly.

"I said take me out when you go out." The eyes of the beautiful young man standing by the window flashed, and the gloomy and dim light in it flickered, and when he raised his head, he looked simple and harmless, well-behaved and lovely.

"You can't get out again." Lorraine didn't look up, still staring at the bag on her body that had been bitten by the "mosquito".

"I just walked downstairs and found that I could go out." Wei Xuan replied.

The tone was soft and soft, and the voice was cute, but his eyes were always fixed on Lorraine's calves, and his eyes were dark.

"So amazing?" Hearing Wei Xuan's words, Lorraine paused, put down the trouser leg that had been rolled up, raised his head, and looked at the beautiful young man by the window in surprise.

Xu is funny surprise on Lorraine's face pleased him, and Wei Xuan let out a soft "um".

The darkness in her eyes disappeared a moment before Lorraine raised her head.

So, one man and one ghost set off.

went downstairs, walked out of the mansion together, and walked into the courtyard.

Standing in front of the courtyard gate, Lorraine seemed to feel the barrier that hung over the mansion fluctuate.

Although it was not obvious at first, as Wei Xuan approached, the barrier was like confronting him, but it seemed to be fearful, and in the process of Wei Xuan's slow approach, it began to withdraw outside, and the next second, it was like a balloon, "bang" and burst.

Wei Xuan regained his freedom.

Lorraine's eyes widened slightly.

The scene in front of him made him feel very fresh and surprised.

Wei Xuan raised his slender and beautiful hand, put it on the iron ring on the door, and gently pushed it out, and the door was opened by him from the inside.

"Squeak", the old age, and the erosion of the wind and rain, plus the door that has not been opened for thirty years, at the moment it was pushed open, there was a heavy and rough sound, as if the old man was sighing.

As the door was pushed open, the dust flew up.

"Ahem......" Lorraine choked for a moment, couldn't help but cough in a low voice, and raised his hand to wave the fine dust floating in the air.

Wei Xuan glanced back at him.

"Brother, you still have dust on your face, black and mushy." Wei Xuan reminded softly.

"Where?" When Lorraine heard this, he raised his hand and wiped it on his face several times, and when he saw that Wei Xuan was still staring at him, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Here." As he spoke, Wei Xuan had already stepped forward, his clean and slender fingers raised, and he rubbed Lorraine's left cheek a few times, and then his right cheek a few times.

"Okay, right?" The distance between one person and one ghost is too close, which makes Lorraine's whole person unnatural. The cold air on the young man's body was overwhelming, and the cold fingers touched his warm skin, two completely different temperatures, which made Lorraine tremble, and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

"Not yet, brother, what are you anxious about?" Compared with Lorraine, who was flustered in his heart, the young man seemed quite calm and innocent.

"I'll do it myself!" In the end, Lorraine still couldn't stand the strange atmosphere between a person and a ghost, and tilted his face to the side, avoiding Wei Xuan's hand.

Wei Xuan didn't speak, lowered his hand, and his slender eyelashes also drooped, covering the sudden loss in his eyes.