I just want to meet you

Xiaoying looked at her, sighed helplessly and asked, "What's your name? How can I introduce you when I go to work tomorrow?"

"I don't remember what I said," the "person" was still groping all over his body, thinking that there must be some mechanism somewhere.

"You look like a dead person, so I'll call you a brat."

"You know little ghost too? That's my idol."

Xiaoying froze for a moment, then blinked and asked, "Didn't you lose your memory, where did you get your idol from?"

The "person" was also stunned, his brain was trying to recall the past and his head was about to split. He didn't remember who he was, how he died, and what he did before he died.

But when it comes to the little ghost's brain, it flashes by. I used to chase stars, the harder I worked, the luckier I got. I like the little ghost in it the most.

She shook her head and said, "Anyway, I can't have the same name as my idol. Since it's dead, let's call it Xiaohun. I'll call you... Xiaopo? The two of us are Xiaohun..."

She was muttering about Xiaoying's thinking, and unconsciously quickened her pace as she thought about it. As soon as the "person" was strangled, she almost vomited. Xiaopo can call his ancestors."

Xiaoying hurried over to apologize, it was really not intentional, but she couldn't touch her, so she could only ask if she was okay.

Xiaoying thinks that people in this country like to add the word "zi" at the end of their names, so let's call them Guizi, and I feel that Guizi sounds much better than Xiaohun.

"My God, is your Chinese taught by a biology teacher? Devils sound better than little souls?"

Xiaoying stared at her innocently, "Isn't it nice?"

"You are the ancestor, you have the final say." The devil rolled his eyes and fell to the ground and followed Xiaoying closely, still thinking about how to escape.

When Xiaoying returned to the door of the dormitory, she ran into a colleague who was going to work the night shift. Both of them nodded and bowed with smiles on their faces and said, "You have worked hard."

The devil immediately complained: "Hypocrisy, they don't think you have worked hard from the bottom of their hearts."

Scared so much that Xiaoying hurriedly turned her head and stared at her. Just as she was about to apologize, she realized that the other party could not understand Chinese. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw half of her colleague's body intersecting with the devil's body.

The devil looked surprised: "Didn't she see me?" Xiaoying was so excited that she couldn't hide her smile. No matter what the reason was, it would be much more convenient if she couldn't see me, at least it wouldn't affect her future work.

Chapter 3 old pervert

After entering the room, Xiaoying realized that there was only one bedroom in the dormitory, and the bathroom was shared in the corridor, so she spread it on the bed and began to sigh, turning her head to see the devil at a loss, whether she was a demon or a ghost, she was not afraid, It's just that it's inconvenient to have more people.

"Turn your face away. If you don't go out at night, I have to change into my pajamas."

Ghost froze, glanced at his body and said, "Obviously I'm also a woman, so what are you afraid of?"

After finishing speaking, he began to search the refrigerator. When he saw pure milk, he was as excited as seeing gold and silver treasures. He picked it up and looked at it over and over again.

Xiaoying turned her back to the devil and began to change her clothes, muttering, "I heard that the previous Chinese girl had something to do with her family and returned to China. Because she left in a hurry, the refrigerator was left behind. I went in specially at that time." In the city, I bought a lot of food, you can eat whatever you want."

In less than 2 minutes, Xiaoying turned her head and was startled. The one-liter milk carton was already empty, and it was pinched and wrinkled and thrown aside.

There was a hiccup, and the ghost rubbed his stomach and leaned against the refrigerator with satisfaction. Xiaoying stared at her for a while but wanted to laugh inexplicably, suddenly felt that it would be nice to have a companion in this foreign country.

Xiaoying's first day's work was to go to work at eight o'clock and have breakfast. She didn't know exactly how to do it, so the person in charge of the restaurant arranged for her to follow a boy to see how he served the meal and collected the dishes.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the ghost floated above the restaurant and slept for two hours.

At this moment there was only one table of guests left, Xiaoying and the boy were waiting beside them, standing straight, Xiaoying unconsciously put her cross in front of her body, the devil woke up and saw her standing posture, squeezed Brow asked her to put her hands behind her like a leader.

Xiao Ying was wondering what was wrong with her, was it important where she put her hands, the person in charge of the restaurant came over and said a lot, and it was exactly as the devil said, she thought it was more dignified to put her hands behind her than in front of her body, This may also be the hotel's standing posture requirements.

The devil was swaying in front of Xiaoying triumphantly, when the male guest suddenly stood up and walked to Xiaoying's side, the devil subconsciously hid for a while and saw the guest put his mouth next to Xiaoying's ear and muttered something.

The angry devil gritted his teeth and shouted: "Old rascal, stinky rascal..."

Xiaoying was also dumbfounded, and turned to look at the boy next to him, puzzled, why did the male guest say to herself, "Please clean the men's toilet", even if the waiter should clean the toilet, the men's toilet should be the same The boy next to him said ah.

The boy looked around and thought that Xiaoying's foreign language was not good enough and he didn't understand, so he ran over to chase the guest and asked what was the matter, but the male guest shook his head and said it was all right.

"He did it on purpose, old pervert..." The devil kept yelling, Xiaoying subconsciously looked up at her, and was instantly warned by the person in charge of the restaurant not to look around during working hours, and to only keep her eyes on the guests.

Xiaoying has always wanted to go abroad, but there is no country she particularly likes. When she visited here a few years ago, she found that the people here are very polite to each other. Even the guests are as humble and courteous as the waiters. I was a little apprehensive when I met such a customer at work.