This host is crazy

Chapter 42

Lingmian brought the meals to the table plate by plate, three meat and two vegetables, and a fruit salad.

He filled a bowl of rice, put it in front of Chujiu, and handed her a glass of warm water.

"You're starving, drink some water before eating."

Chujiu took the water glass.

"You haven't eaten all day, sit down and eat together."

Lingmian served himself some food and sat opposite Chujiu.

From time to time, I put vegetables in the Chujiu bowl.

Neither of them spoke during the meal, but they were inexplicably warm.

After Chujiu was full, he went back to his room, Lingmian cleaned up all the dishes on the table, and went into Chujiu's room again.

He looked at a pitiful person standing next to his bed, hugging the quilt.

The first drink helps the forehead.

"What do you want to do again?"

Lingmian pursed her lips.

"I can't sleep without holding you."

"You haven't slept for tens of thousands of years since you disappeared?" Chu Jiu sat on the bed and asked solemnly.

Spirit Crown: "..."

Why do you still remember this.

When I saw him for the first time, he said nothing: "Go back to your room."

Lingmian immediately lay down on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

"No, I want to sleep with you."

Now it was Chujiu's turn to be speechless.

This guy is getting thicker and thicker.

Looking at Lingmian lying next to him, covering his face with a quilt, he shook his head and ignored him.

He moved in and lay down too.

As soon as she lay down, an arm stretched out from her side and put it around her waist.

"If you dare to be undisciplined, I will beat you." Chu Jiu said in a cold voice.

Lingmiao Chicken nodded like pecking at rice.

"understood……"

It seems that the last world demanded it so hard that Chujiu refused to be with him anymore.

It seems that I need to restrain my desires.

Sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the curtains.

Chujiu turned over, and his breathing was not smooth.

Opening his eyes, he vaguely saw the enlarged face of the spirit crown.

Chujiu slapped him on the head without hesitation.

"get out"

Lingmian looked at Chujiu aggrievedly.

"I'm uncomfortable."

Chu Jiu had a cold face, and cast his gaze downward.

"I don't want that thing"

Seeing that Chujiu was angry, Lingmian quickly got up and ran out of the room.

"Master, aren't you afraid that he will suffer internal injuries?" Cong Xin asked.

Chujiu got out of bed, opened the curtains, stood in front of the window and looked into the distance.

"Do you think he doesn't even have this bit of self-control?" Chujiu asked back.

Cong Xin: "I'm not familiar with him, how would I know?"

Chujiu ignored it, took out a set of clothes from the closet, and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, dressed in refreshing first wine, she glanced at Lingmian's closed door, walked over, and knocked.

"come out"

There were footsteps in the room, the door was opened, Lingmian was wrapped in a bath towel, and water was still dripping from the tip of her hair.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother had already gone to the store.

Chu Jiu stretched out his hand to poke his firm chest muscles, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Take a cold shower?"

Lingmian grasped Chujiu's mischievous hand, nodded with a slightly reddened face, and responded in a low voice: "Yeah."

Chu Jiu smiled and withdrew his hand.

"Clean up, put on some clothes, and come out with me."

Lingmian pouted.

"First drink~"

Chujiu shook and rubbed his goosebump-covered arm.

"Speak well to me."

Lingmian looked at her aggrieved.

"I want"

"What do you want?" Chu Jiu pretended to be puzzled.

Lingmian felt that his face was going to burn, but he didn't know how to answer the words, and finally he only whispered: "I want you..."

"I'm not here, hurry up and get dressed," he said and closed the door.

Chujiu sat on the sofa in the living room, holding her stomach and laughing.

Lingmian naturally heard Chujiu's laughter from outside the room, feeling a little helpless.

……

In the Mu family's old house, Mr. Mu was pacing back and forth in the living room, looking a little anxious.

"Old Mu, what made you so anxious?" Chu Jiu's voice sounded.

Seeing Chujiu and Lingmian at the door, Mr. Mu hurried over.

"Master Zhou, you are here. Something happened to my...my son."

When I first started drinking, I knew that Mr. Mu had an only son, and he was quite capable, but he didn't live with Mr. Mu, so he never met him.

Chu Jiu asked, "What happened?"

Mr. Mu let Chujiu and Lingmian into the living room, sat down, and then said: "A few days ago, he took an out-of-town business and went to S city. He said that there was a ghost in a branch of a group. Let him Go catch him, he's good at dealing with ghosts, he said he'll be back in three or four days, but it's been more than a week, and I can't get in touch with him, so I want to ask Master Zhou for help."

Chujiu saw that Mr. Mu was quite pleasing to the eye, so he readily agreed.

"Okay, without further ado, let's go now."

The sadness on Master Mu's face finally melted away, and he nodded quickly.

"I'll send someone to take you there."

Sitting in the back seat of a business car, the scenery outside the car window is skipped.

Chu Jiu looked out the window, the sky was a bit gloomy, it seemed that it was going to rain, this kind of weather always makes people feel sad for no reason.

Lingmian squeezed Chujiu's palm.

"What are you thinking about?"

Chushu turned to look at him.

"It's nothing, I just want to have a physical body as soon as possible so that I can really be with you. I don't have to do tasks in one world like now."

Lingmian took her shoulders.

"I will accompany you. When you have a physical body, let's go to a super high-level plane to travel and get married, okay?"

Chu Jiu leaned against Lingmian's arms and nodded.

"it is good"

Feeling Chushu's emotions from the heart, I didn't expect that the master who seems to be omnipotent to it also has a sentimental side.

……

S City, ST Group, and the top management are all in danger.

The invited Master Mu has been in the top floor of the branch office for a week, and he hasn't come out yet. Could it be that the ghost is so powerful.

Mr. Mu sent Chujiu the mobile phone number of the assistant who came to S city with his son Mu Xiao.

Chujiu called twice and no one picked up. After waiting for a while, the number called.

(End of this chapter)