Every world I die young

"Yang Xiuzhu."

Shangguan Ce's lips couldn't help a little smile: "What a good name."

Mo Yinglan sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at him with her head propped up, a little puzzled and a little proud, "Benefactor, are you a ghost?"

Shangguan Ce was a little surprised: "Aren't you afraid?"

Mo Yinglan curled her lips proudly: "Of course I'm not afraid anymore. Since I was a child, I have seen a lot of scary little ghosts who like to scare people, but they are not strong enough. Of course I am not afraid, but benefactor, look It looks like a living person, it is still wearing ancient costumes, and it must be an old ghost that has lived for many years, and I don’t know which dynasty it was in when it was alive?"

He suddenly paused, and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry for the occupational disease, I always want to know the life of every ghost I meet habitually, my benefactor, I didn't intend to inquire about your identity."

Shangguan Ce raised the corners of his mouth, deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "What if Gu refuses to forgive you?"

Mo Yinglan smiled: "My apology is my business, and your forgiveness is your own business, how can you confuse it? By the way, are you the king of ghosts? Ordinary ghosts don't call themselves that.

Mr. Ghost King, you are powerful. Since you chose to save me at the beginning, you must have no malice towards me. Besides, even if you refused to forgive me and wanted to do something to me, I would not be able to resist with my abilities. Worrying about something meaningless? "

Shangguan Ce was a little surprised at the transparency and composure of the boy in front of him. Shangguan Ce knew very well that this was a quality that was different from him and unique.

[Ding, the favorability value of the task target is +2, and the current favorability value is 68 points. 】

The system that was still pretending to be dead and silent couldn't bear it [Host, what did you do?Why does the favorability value of mission targets in this world rise so quickly. 】

Mo Yinglan only replied with four words, expressing her affection.

"Remember, Gu Fu's surname is Shangguan, and the single name is a word of Ce, which means Ce."

Shangguan Ce's voice was pleasant, and Mo Yinglan raised her head without hesitation and said, "Mr. Shangguan, your voice is really nice."

When Shangguan Ce was slightly dazed, Mo Yinglan smiled slyly, "Thank you for saving your life, I will repay you, by the way, Mr. Shangguan, where is this place? I don't seem to have been here before, otherwise I wouldn't No impression."

Shangguan Ce said: "This is Gu's residence."

Mo Yinglan replied: "So it's Mr. Shangguan's residence, Mr. Shangguan, can you take me back? I'm afraid my friend will worry about me.

Shangguan Ce's hand was stretched out to the back. Because the moonlight was weak, Mo Yinglan didn't see it clearly, but only vaguely saw that when his hand was retracted, he was holding a neat set of books that had never been unpacked. White loungewear.

He gently put his clothes on the bed, then got up and was about to leave, "You change your clothes first and then."

Shangguan Ce thought to himself, I don't know if Mo Yinglan is big-hearted, or if he has never had any emotional experience so he doesn't care at all. He just kissed him blatantly and blatantly. Forget it.

He and Ajuan are really two completely different people. If it was Ajuan, such a serious person, he would definitely shrink back into his turtle shell in shame, and maybe he would let him talk nicely He will no longer easily believe that he is a gentleman even if he is deceived by words.

Shangguan Ce turned around, his eyes were full of memories, he opened his mouth ready to move, and before he could turn his head, he blurted out: "Can I call you Ajuan in the future?"

Mo Yinglan said: "Ah? Why? Mr. Shangguan, I don't have the word "Jiang" in my name, nor in my nickname. It's not that name. Did you hear it wrong?"