The whole world knows that Mr. Ji is chasing his wife

"Okay." Ji Yan nodded without thinking, "What's the deal?"

Jiang Di then opened the door and let Ji Yan in.

"The zipper on the back of my clothes suddenly got stuck. I can't put it on or take it off. Please help me fix it."

Jiang Di's cheeks turned red and he whispered to Ji Yan.

Ji Yan looked at her back, her white shoulder blades were exposed in front of her eyes, and there was a bra button across her back.

Ji Yan coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, then raised his hand to help Jiang Di adjust the zipper.

"Are you going to pull it up?"

"Yes." Jiang Di nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Ji Yan lowered his head and looked at Jiang Di's snow-white and delicate neck and back, and couldn't help but swallow.

His fingers passed through the gap in the zipper, and when he touched the tender skin, his heartbeat accelerated violently.

After several tug-of-wars between fingertips and zippers, Ji Yan finally helped Jiang Di put on the clothes neatly.

"Thank you." Jiang Di pushed her hair behind her shoulders, covering her fair back.

She turned around and met Ji Yan's burning eyes.

I don't know what happened, but when Jiang Di noticed that Ji Yan was staring at him deeply, his body couldn't help but tense up.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Huh?" Ji Yan calmed down and explained, "I want to see if the clothes are on."

Jiang Di's face was still hot and he whispered: "Have you called grandma?"

"Hit, but didn't answer." Ji Yan held Jiang Di's hair, "So move a little faster, let me help you."

"What can you do for me?"

"You've washed up and changed your clothes. Now all that's left is to do your hair and makeup, right?"

"Yes." Jiang Di nodded while pouring the skin care product into his hands and rubbing it.

"Then you put on makeup, and I'll help you comb your hair. We'll divide the work." Ji Yan suggested.

Jiang Di thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, just help me straighten it out."

"Ok, I know."

Jiang Di's eyes returned to the mirror, and he applied a little makeup on his originally beautiful and elegant face, and soon he had a delicate makeup look.

Ji Yan stood behind her, carefully combing it with a comb, and helping Jiang Di tidy up her long hair.

He raised his eyes and saw the beautiful face in the mirror, and couldn't help but fall into a trance.

The strength in his hand increased unconsciously, and he inadvertently passed by Jiang Di's earlobe.

"Hiss." Jiang Di shrank his neck in response, turned his head and said, "Ji Yan, you hurt me."

"Feel sorry."

Ji Yan's voice is hoarse and sexy, with a bit of a deep voice, which makes people feel inexplicably numb.

Jiang Di stood up suddenly, while Ji Yan's fingers were still wandering in her hair.

"Okay, no need to comb it."

Jiang Di deliberately kept a few steps away from Ji Yan and said, "I've packed up. Let's go."

"Yes." Ji Yan put the comb on the table, raised his feet and followed Jiang Di's footsteps.

Before going out, Ji Yan asked carefully: "Have you brought everything?"

Jiang Di looked down at his bag and replied, "I have everything."

After a few seconds, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

Jiang Di glanced at Ji Yan with disgust and said, "Why do I feel like the conversation just now was like that of an old couple."

Ji Yan curled his lips and smiled softly: "Doesn't it count as an old married couple after a divorce?"

Jiang Di gave him a roll of his eyes: "I'm too lazy to talk to you, just go and press the elevator button."

"As ordered."

……

Jiang Di took Ji Yan's new sports car and arrived at the Ji family's old house.

As soon as I walked to the door of the old house, I saw a row of strange talismans taped to the outer wall.

"What are these? To ward off evil spirits?" Jiang Di took a closer look and saw that the handwriting on it was very illegible.

"Probably." Ji Yan looked very calm, as if he was planning what was about to happen.

"I think I stepped on something."

Jiang Di raised his feet and looked at the ground, and found that the entire wall of the old house was surrounded by people throwing rice.

"Who did this? It's such a waste of food." Jiang Di couldn't help but frowned.

"Come in quickly." Ji Yan urged her, "Grandma must have been waiting for a long time."

"okay."

Jiang Di followed Ji Yan into the old house. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a strange scene.

The servant who used to guard the entrance hall was also missing today, replaced by a series of talismans hanging from the ceiling.

Waves of sandalwood poured into the nose, carrying a strange fragrance.

Jiang Di raised his hand to cover his nose and whispered to Ji Yan, "Do you think the smell of sandalwood is weird?"

"how?"

"It's not like the smell in a temple that makes people feel at ease. On the contrary, it makes people feel depressed and uneasy."

Ji Yan frowned slightly and felt something unusual in the fragrance.

"I asked people to extinguish the sandalwood."

"Hey, forget it." Jiang Di grabbed Ji Yan, "Since grandma arranged it, let her go."

Ji Yan pursed her thin lips tightly, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, let's go in first."

"Ah."

Jiang Di and Ji Yan walked to the living room and saw Mrs. Ji, Lan Ying, and Ji Qinqin standing beside the sofa, all looking at the same place -

A woman wearing traditional shaman costume, with a copper bell tied around her waist and a cyan mask on her head, was standing in the center of the living room, holding a drum in one hand and a long whip in the other. She closed her eyes and muttered something in her mouth.

"The evil spirits disperse, and the true God appears!"

Jiang Di walked carefully to Mrs. Ji and asked in a low voice: "Grandma, what are you doing?"

Before Mrs. Ji could answer, the shaman in the center of the living room suddenly opened his eyes and walked straight towards Jiang Di.

"You! It's you! God's guidance can't be wrong!"

Jiang Di stood there, frightened.

She pointed to the tip of her nose and asked doubtfully, "Me?"

"That's right! It's you!" The shaman rolled his eyes and sniffed around Jiang Di.

Jiang Di subconsciously took two steps back, grabbed Ji Yan's arm with his hand, and looked at him asking for help.

Suddenly, the shaman grabbed Jiang Di's shoulders and shouted: "Bold demon spirit, why do you want to possess her body? Give your body back to her!"

Facing the shaman's questioning of himself, Jiang Di was completely confused.

She glanced in the direction of Mrs. Ji, but accidentally caught a glimpse of Lan Ying, who was snickering.

Jiang Di's heart sank, and some intuition told her that this shaman was most likely found by Lan Ying.

Even today's ritual ceremony was probably done specifically for him.

Jiang Di quickly withdrew his gaze and pretended not to notice anything unusual about Lan Ying.

She raised her eyes and met the dirty whites of the shaman's eyes, ready to see what kind of show today would be.

The unprofessional shaman took out a handful of rice and a handful of salt from his sleeves, and threw them over Jiang Di's head without saying a word.

"The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, the cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan shines brightly."

"The powerful gods from all directions make me natural, and the spiritual treasure talisman tells the nine heavens!"

After listening to the fake mage recite a few spells, Jiang Di was pulled away from her palm, and suddenly there was a stinging pain in her middle finger. When she pulled her hand back, she found that the fingertip had been cut and bleeding.