what kind of ghost are you

On the other side, Yang Yuelin and Mu Ziyu had no idea that someone was already thinking about Yang Yuelin.

The two of them are busy fighting wits and courage, living their little life sweetly.

"Mu Ziyu, haven't you been able to touch the real thing? Why do you still appear in the bathroom?" Yang Yuelin gritted his teeth and looked at Mu Ziyu who suddenly appeared in the bathroom, itching with hatred.

"However, I found this unstable. Your saliva volume is too low." Mu Ziyu analyzed seriously with a scientific look, "So I won't be able to touch it again today. They say that one drop of essence and ten drops of blood is better... "

"Get out! Don't let me see you!" Yang Yuelin threw a little yellow duck, and the little yellow duck passed through Mu Ziyu's body and hit the bathroom door, spinning around on the ground a few times before stopping.

Mu Ziyu floated out obediently, but shrugged helplessly. After all, this was a scenario that she had expected a long time ago, and she was not too disappointed.

Of course he knows that he can't act too hastily, he still has to take his time chasing his wife, especially this kind of daughter-in-law who thinks he is upright.

But I still have to try, what if Yang Yuelin half-heartedly agrees?

Hey.

Yang Yuelin was left shy in the bathtub, trying to find a crack in the ground to get in.

This pervert, he doesn't know what biscuits are thinking about!Why do you say so... so...

The method Grandpa Yang said is to be as tainted with Yang Qi as possible, and there is no need to worry about the memory. When he returns to his body, the memory will naturally recover.

Of course, the best way to get Yang Qi is through physical contact.

Embrace?Obviously not enough.

In terms of function, the approximate order is saliva, blood, semen...

Yang Yuelin experienced the truth.After being obsessed with ghosts, he confessed his first kiss to Mu Ziyu. Once he was acquainted with each other, he handed over his second, third... all to Mu Ziyu.

Every time, Mu Ziyu, the ghost, can get in touch with the real thing for two days.

Yang Yuelin was overwhelmed by the kiss, looked at Mu Ziyu's affectionate eyes, and really felt that his heart was slowly moving, and fell into the net woven by Mu Ziyu little by little, getting used to having this person by his side every day, every detail.

It is said that it takes 21 days to form a habit.

It has only been less than three months since Mu Ziyu lived here, how did he develop so many habits?

It seems that it took just over two months to get rid of the habit of living here for three years.

Get used to being awakened by a kiss in the morning;

Listening to him rambling and talking to himself about all the things he encountered, talking nonsense in a serious manner;

Watching him clumsily fiddle with the kitchen utensils, and then couldn't help but go into the kitchen with him, and finally the two of them were physically and mentally exhausted, nestling together to eat not so delicious meals, although Yang Yuelin ate it all by himself in the end , but the joy of cooking is not to have a full stomach, but to enjoy the process with that person;

Watching him stuff messy things directly into the cabinet, he has always believed in the concept of "out of sight, out of mind".

Mu Ziyu's feeling is love at first sight, but Yang Yuelin prefers the company of gentle water and long flow.

He was indulging in the feeling of being with Mu Ziyu, even a little bit ecstatic.

It seemed that if this person stayed with him for the rest of his life, he would be very happy?

But at the same time, I was a little unhappy.

Yang Yuelin swears, definitely only a little bit.

Yes, a little bit.

Yang Yuelin always likes to numb herself like this

This pervert doesn't know where he learned such a high level of kissing skills...

No, no, Yang Yuelin didn't think about those kisses that make people blush and heartbeat!

Yang Yuelin also visited Mu Ziyu's body in the past few months.

As he imagined, Mu Ziyu was lying quietly on the hospital bed, the machine next to him was beeping, and she hadn't been exposed to the sun for a long time, she looked like a fragile glass doll, fragile and beautiful.

It was like the fairy tale "Sleeping Beauty" that I read when I was young, sleeping all the time, just waiting for a destined person to kiss him awake.

Yang Yuelin didn't know what the prince was feeling when he kissed the princess, he just felt that he was afraid, afraid of losing.

What if Mu Ziyu returns to his body and finds out that he actually has a lover?Or maybe he forgot about being a ghost after he went back, forgot that there was a person named Yang Yuelin, and thought he had just been in a coma for three long months?

But he had lost his memory, so he couldn't torture him, and it seemed that Yang Yuelin was a small belly when he asked.

Yang Yuelin could only swallow this bad breath by himself, so he tossed Mu Ziyu in different ways.

"That's right, you go and learn to cook, you know!"

"Have today's housework been sorted out, you can lie on me, go and don't get in my way."

"But I just love you." Mu Ziyu huddled with him on the sofa, and replied with a smile.

Yang Yuelin blushed, and although he still looked very disgusted with Mu Ziyu, he didn't continue to chase people away, and let Mu Ziyu lean on him like a big golden retriever.

Even at the risk of losing him, Yang Yuelin still wanted Mu Ziyu to be sent back to his body, and hoped that he would be safe and sound.

Even if you forget yourself...it doesn't matter!At worst, go chase him back by yourself!

Yang Yuelin originally wanted to treat Mu Ziyu better and try to leave some warm memories for him when he was a ghost, so he endured Mu Ziyu's hands and feet on him.

When he threw Mu Ziyu's hand out of his clothes for the third time, he completely blew up: "Get out! Sleep on the sofa for me at night! Don't think you are a ghost so I dare not do anything to you!"

"How about it, do you want a Taoist priest to accept me?" Mu Ziyu was obviously the type who put his nose on his face, "Are you willing?"

"boom!"

The bedroom door was slammed shut, Mu Ziyu lowered his head and touched his nose in embarrassment, and then slipped in quietly through the door when Yang Yuelin was probably asleep.

As a result, as soon as he lay down next to Yang Yuelin, he saw Yang Yuelin open his eyes, shining brightly against the faint light passing through the curtains, without any sleepiness in his eyes.

"Aren't you still going to film tomorrow? Why are you still awake so late?"

Mu Ziyu was also taken aback, but quickly reacted and asked softly.

Yang Yuelin pursed his lips, taking advantage of the darkness to hide his expression: "I knew you would definitely come in!"

"Are you waiting for me? Could it be that I can't sleep without it?" Mu Ziyu teased.

"Hmm..." Unexpectedly, Yang Yuelin agreed softly, blushing, found a comfortable position in Mu Ziyu's arms, pulled up the quilt and patted Mu Ziyu's back: "Sleep, good night."

Now it was Mu Ziyu's turn, "Hmm????" Happiness came so suddenly that she was a little bit at a loss!

Even breathing sound came from his arms, Mu Ziyu didn't dare to speak, his stiff body slowly relaxed, and he still placed a light kiss on Yang Yuelin's forehead.

"Good night Linlin, my baby."