Into Liaozhai and falling in love

Yan Chixia packed up all kinds of small props in her hands, arranged them neatly according to the book, and put them in their positions, forming a small circle, and placed the brazier in the middle of the circle. Open the topic: "Are you so happy to change new clothes?" He turned his face and glanced at the bundle that Ning Caichen sent, with a little dissatisfaction in his eyes, but——

I also paid for it, and the clothes belonged to them.

Lu Qian was really excited, and leaned over to supervise Yan Chixia's arrangement, his voice was brisk and with a bright smile: "Of course I'm happy." He stretched out his hand to lift the white robe on his body, and complained flatly, "Since After I died and came to this world, I never changed into new clothes."

Yan Chixia opened her mouth, swallowed it before she could make a sound, and lowered her head to confirm the exact position of each prop.

Lu Qian took a full view of what he was about to say, his eyes rolled around, and he lay on his back and bit his ear: "What did you just... want to say?"

Yan Chixia's ears and neck were more than half red, she tilted her head uncomfortably and took a breath before answering: "It's nothing."

Lu Qian refused to let go: "I can see that you want to talk, why are you like this, I told you my big secret, and you didn't even tell me the truth."

Yan Chixia choked up and didn't speak.

He wanted to ask why he didn't let himself be burned to him. Lu Qian, who had been a ghost for a while, must know this method, and even if he didn't know, according to his urgency to change clothes, he would definitely try to find the answer.

So...he just didn't trust himself at the time.

Yan Chixia feels lonely in her heart, but I comfort myself, it's not too late to know now.

But he still couldn't help feeling depressed, because - when Lu Qian didn't trust him in the early years, he might have changed his mind.Yan Chixia lifted her eyelids and glanced at the excited person, who was enjoying watching the brazier, and pursed her lips. Compared with before, Lu Qian probably only regards him as a close friend now .

Yan Chixia sighed slightly inwardly, stood up and went to pick up the bundle Ning Caichen sent over.

Thinking that Ning Caichen already had a wife, and could still show affection to him unscrupulously, Yan Chixia felt even more sour.

But Yan Chixia was also glad that she did not act rashly, otherwise Ning Caichen would not be the only one hated now.

I don't know... what kind of person this ghost likes.

Yan Chixia was absent-minded, until Lu Qian poked him on the shoulder with a finger flick, and he almost fell to his knees on the ground when he poked half-squatting, and then he came back to his senses.

Lu Qian pursed his mouth: "What are you thinking about? You're so preoccupied." It's completely possible that you didn't take yourself into your heart, and you can be preoccupied with such a big thing as changing clothes.

Yan Chixia lowered her head, avoiding his gaze: "It's nothing."

Lu Qian squinted his eyes: "..." It was very suspicious, but unfortunately the other party didn't want to tell him at all. He was depressed but didn't want to break the casserole and ask the bottom line. He just pouted, "I don't want these clothes."

Yan Chixia raised her face in doubt: "No? Don't you want to change clothes?"

Lu Qian squinted his eyes and looked back: "Where's the bright red one I asked you to bring last time?"

While speaking, Yan Chixia subconsciously opened the bag, revealing the bright red tulle skirt inside, her eyes darkened, and her gaze was aimed at Lu Qian who was also looking over.

Although Lu Qian pursed his mouth and looked disgusted, his eyes betrayed his curiosity about the dress Yan Chixia was holding without any concealment.

Yan Chixia took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the dress and shook her shoulders. The color was bright red and bright, the fabric was cool and smooth to the touch, and the stitches were dense and delicate. Even if Yan Chixia didn't know much about fabrics, she knew that the materials used were extraordinary.

He pursed his lips: "It feels like a good material. It must be very comfortable to wear." His lips moved, but he still didn't finish the last sentence.The style is novel and the fabric is cumbersome, but it does not have the gorgeous and cumbersome women's clothes. The coat is still covered with a bright red transparent gauze and a ribbon of the same color around the waist.

Yan Chixia unconsciously set her eyes on Lu Qian's waist, thinking of the touch when hugging at night, it is slender and soft, wearing this belt should be able to highlight his willow slender waist, the hands holding the clothes tightly It's tight, I don't want him to wear it.

He lowered his head and glanced, women are the ones who please him, and of course men are no exception.Ning Caichen sent this suit just to see this beautiful scenery.

"I told you not to wear this dress. Why are you still holding it? Where's my dress?" Lu Qian complained with displeasure in his voice, and he passed Yan Chixia and walked towards the back room.

If you don't find it for me, I'll get it myself.

Instinctively grasping his hand, Yan Chixia's eyes fell on the hand holding his wrist, as if the temperature was rising rapidly from the half-burned place, she reflexively wanted to let go, but she unconsciously grasped it even tighter.

Lu Qian turned his head, his eyes full of confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Chixia lowered her head slightly, the dim light shone on his thick eyelashes, casting a small shadow on his eyes, making it difficult to see the emotion in his eyes.

Lu Qian: "?"

Yan Chixia's voice was muffled: "What are you doing?"

Lu Qian glanced at the door behind him, then looked at Yan Chixia, and always felt that he was weird: "What's wrong with your voice?" I didn't mean to go out, why did it suddenly become so scary.

He complained lightly, "If you don't bring me clothes, why don't I go get them myself?" He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Chixia, and said for a long time, "Hey, Hero Yan, you don't know how, right? You were reluctant when you bought it, but you have already bought it anyway, so you don't want to wear it for me now, do you?"

The more I talked, the more I felt that this was the case, Lu Qian quickly puffed up his chest: "Hey, I said you can't mess with people like this. Before, it was because there was no way for me to change clothes. Now I finally know how to change clothes. You I don’t want to anymore, the size and size are all made according to me.”

He looked Yan Chixia up and down, and said vigilantly, "You can't put it on at all. After all, don't you have a woman you fancy?"

Although I really don't want to admit it, because men in ancient times didn't have machines to share their manual work, no matter whether they were scholars or farmers, people in various industries had quite large skeletons.

Compared with them, Lu Qian, who has never done any heavy work since he was a child, and because of malnutrition during adolescence, has a slightly delayed development. If he only looks at the back, no, even if he sees the face, he will only treat him as a man who has not yet grown up. The girl who made a mistake is the same as Ning Caichen's mistake at the beginning.

So—his clothes can only be given to women.

Yan Chixia didn't speak, and Lu Qian became more suspicious, squinting his eyes and akimbo, preparing to accuse Yan Chixia of daring to play tricks under his nose.

Yan Chixia's gloomy breath suddenly dissipated, and her eyes flickered slightly. Lu Qian looked at him as if he was different from before, but he didn't know where the problem was. He looked him up and down carefully for a while, worried. Asked: "Well, that, what's wrong with you, is there something wrong with your body?"

He looked over Yan Chixia to the brazier behind him, the wind was gusting, and the faint candlelight flickered, making Yan Chixia's shadow extremely long.

Lu Qian's complexion changed slightly, and he stepped forward anxiously with his hands on his shoulders: "Are you okay, is there a problem with the formation, or..." He fumbled and grabbed Yan Chixia's hand, rubbing it back and forth, " Do you feel cold, or uncomfortable in chest compressions?"

Yan Chixia was stunned, her whole body was almost hugged by him, she subconsciously stumbled and took two steps back: "I, I'm fine, you, you let go of my hand first." He was a little flustered, Seeing Lu Qian holding his hand tightly and looking at him affectionately, his eyes full of affection seemed to be able to see the mirror image of only one person. Yan Chixia's chest was indeed squeezed, and the air inside seemed to be completely compressed When he came out, he couldn't breathe for a moment.

Lu Qian was even more worried. He stood on tiptoe and tilted his head to observe the face that he didn't dare to look up, because he couldn't see clearly. , Are you unhappy? Well, that, if you really don’t want me to wear it, well, I can wear the one Ning Caichen gave me, or I don’t need to wear the red one. I’m wearing it now. This set is pretty good, anyway, I’m a ghost, and I won’t get dirty, which saves me so much trouble.” When he panicked, he didn’t know how to speak, and awkwardly flattered the person in front of him.

"Don't." Yan Chixia raised her face suddenly, her eyes were so terrifying that Lu Qian trembled in fright, her toes quickly fell back, her ankle sprained and she almost fell, but Yan Chixia held her firmly, and asked stupidly with her face up , "Then, aren't you angry?"

Seeing the silly and caring smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, Yan Chixia's heart stopped for a moment and then started beating quickly. He immediately let go of Lu Qian's waist and turned his face: "Wait here, I'll go Get you clothes."

Lu Qian still looked out of the situation: "Ah, oh, good."

He stared blankly at the back of Yan Chixia running away in a hurry, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the eyes gradually focused and shone brightly and slyly.

Stretching out his index finger, he lifted up the casually dropped clothes and clicked his tongue twice: "It's hard to change clothes once, how can I wear something given by someone else." He pursed his lips and the corners of his mouth curled up in a shallow arc, "What a fool .”

"Heh." Thinking back to Yan Chixia's tense and dull expression just now, with a slightly surprised expression on her face, Lu Qian finally couldn't help laughing, and with a wave of his arm, the clothes at his hand were crumpled and stuffed into a ball. In the burden, squinting your eyes and not paying attention to the fine fabrics can't stand such a trial.

He sat at the table, couldn't help showing a silly smile on his face, and of course he wasn't worried that Yan Chixia would see it.After all—the corner of Lu Qian's mouth curled into a smirk, someone's heartbeat was so fast just now, of course he should find a place where no one is around to calm down.

He smiled very brightly, sweeping away the gloom and gloom on his body, shining like a little sun that would heat up, a faint white light lingered around his body, and then dissipated in an instant.

*****

"Why are you so slow, I almost went in to find you." Lu Qian jumped off the stool, habitually snuggled up to Yan Chixia's arm, and urged him. "Shake it off, let me see if the clothes are wrinkled?"

Thinking of the scorching yang energy she tried to absorb just now, the itching and scalding of her body seemed to have a faint tendency to come back again, Yan Chixia avoided his hug without any trace, and spread her clothes to show him, "No."

Lu Qian frowned, reached out to touch the marks where the clothes were folded, and raised his face aggrievedly: "Yes, look this way."

Yan Chixia was pierced by his misty eyes, and turned her face to look at the clothes in a panic: "It was made when folding the clothes, and it will be fine after wearing it for a while."

"Will it?" Lu Qian had a bitter face, and just when Yan Chixia was about to nod his head, he said again, "But I'm a ghost, my clothes won't be dirty or wet, maybe it's not the same as your human clothes Too much the same."

Yan Chixia was speechless, she held up her clothes and looked at it for a while: "Then what do you think should be done?"

"How do I know." Lu Qian sat on the side in frustration, lying on the table, "Why don't you burn it later, or think of a way first, I don't want to wear defective clothes."

Speaking of no defects, Yan Chixia's gaze fell on the burden just now, her heart beating rapidly, and she breathed out reassuringly when she saw a corner of the red dress protruding like a rag, it seems that if you dislike wrinkles, the Clothes should not be worn anymore.

Just now I thought that I bought that dress myself and could wear it, but after being reminded by Lu Qian, I hated it very much, and wished I could just bury it and never see the sun again.