Siming Yu impatiently closed the curtains on the balcony and glanced at the man in the room.

Inside the room was a man in black, with red scars crisscrossing his face, covering his entire delicate face.

The man lay on the ground, raised his head and looked at Siming Yu, with tears flowing in his clear eyes.

"Put away your hypocritical appearance." Siming Yu said in disgust, this person will always be so hypocritical.

The man struggled to get up, but couldn't move.

"Mingyu." The man pursed his lips tightly, suppressing the pain in his body and looking at Simingyu.

Siming Yu looked at the man condescendingly, and said coldly: "Xiao Xi, do you want me to let you go?"

Xiao Xi stared blankly at Siming Yu, that familiar face had completely changed at this moment.

Perhaps, he never saw through him.

Does he want him to let himself go?

don't want to.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have followed Siming Yu after her death.

Xiao Xi knew that when Simingyu said that, he must have something to do.

"What do you want me to do?" Xiao Xi's voice was weak, he was no longer himself.

……

After returning home and tidying up the house, Qi Yu went to take a bath on his own, and returned to his room wrapped in a towel.

As soon as Qi Yu opened the door, he saw a naked man wearing only a pair of underwear with his back facing him. On the man's wheat-colored back was a scar running from his neck to his waist. It should have been a long time ago. 's hurt.

The muscles in the arms are obvious, and the figure is excellent.

The phrase "clothes look thin, undress has flesh" is a perfect description.

Qi Yu stared blankly at Fu Ting, Fu Ting felt that someone was looking at him, turned around and met Qi Yu's eyes.

Qi Yu's gaze subconsciously went down, Fu Ting's chest muscles, eight-pack abs were particularly obvious, and the mermaid line...

"Have you seen enough?" Fu Ting still had that paralyzed face, but if he listened carefully, he could hear a little joy in his voice.

Of course, Qi Yu didn't hear it.

Qi Yu subconsciously said "I'm sorry", and suddenly remembered that this was his room.

"This is my room, you ran into my room to take off your clothes, what's your point?!" Qi Yu said angrily.

Don't think that you are the ghost king and I'm afraid of you!

Qi Yu said, walked to the bed and threw Fu Ting's clothes over: "You go, you live next door!"

Fu Ting took the clothes, looked at Qi Yu, and suddenly waved his big hand, pulling Qi Yu's bath towel.

Qi Yu: "????" Perverted!

Qi Yu jumped into the quilt with a quick reaction, and then heard Fu Ting's expressionless voice saying: "This bath towel is good, give it to me."

Qi Yu: "!!!!"

At night, Qi Yu felt strange noises outside the room, Qi Yu sat up abruptly, it couldn't be that Fu Ting wanted to secretly take Liang Youyou away while he was asleep.

Qi Yu hurriedly got up, put on his clothes and opened the door into the living room.

Then I found out that both Fu Ting and Liang Youyou were there, and there was an unknown male ghost.

"Save...save me." Xiao Xi's voice was extremely weak, as if his soul would fly away in the next second.

Qi Yu frowned slightly, and walked forward, Xiao Xi's soul in front of him was shattered, as if it would dissipate soon.

Qi Yu clasped his hands together, a faint spiritual power surged out, and rushed towards Xiao Xi's eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" Fu Ting's voice was low, "Don't meddle in your own business."

Qi Yu glanced at Fu Ting: "It is my duty to save ghosts."

Of course, it was not to fulfill the last wish of the original owner, otherwise Qi Yu would not have wasted his efforts.

Fu Ting frowned, his already paralyzed face looked even more fierce now.

Liang Youyou was a little scared and moved away from Fu Ting.

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