Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

Looking at the rotating chair, the whole person was stunned.

Yan Jibai came to his senses, stretched out his hand to hold down the hand of the ghost next to him who was supporting the table, and said, "Sorry, I touched it just now."

"Oh." The clerk hesitated for a moment, not sure whether his hands were on the top or bottom just now, "wait a moment."

She started to record, Yan Jibai breathed a sigh of relief, and his palm was scratched.

"Afraid that I will be discovered?" Shen Chun hooked his little finger and smiled, "You are really considerate to others."

Yan Jibai's heart itched slightly, knowing that he had figured out the trick again, the good ones were learned quickly, and the bad ones were self-taught, he mouthed and said, "Don't mess around."

"You were so fierce to me just now." Shen Chun hooked his little finger and said slightly sideways.

"I'm sorry." Yan Jibai picked up the phone and said softly.

The clerk raised his head and looked at his hand on the table when he handed over the receipt, and he paused for a while: "Sir, you can sign now."

Yan Jibai followed her gaze to look at his hand, thinking that if he couldn't see the picture of the ghost next to him, he would have a splitting headache: "Sorry."

"It's okay, it's your personal preference." The clerk said quickly.

It's just that he didn't expect that behind such a mature and stable iceberg male god, there is actually a love for orchids pointing at... a sissy?

Yan Jibai couldn't explain it, so he simply didn't explain it, Shen Chun slightly raised his eyebrows, but he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, it seems she misunderstood, do you want me to explain it for you?"

"No need!" Yan Jibai hurriedly stopped him, he didn't want to look at the clerk's expression when he spoke.

Such things as images probably disappeared after the encounter with ghosts.

Used to it.