Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

Song Yan raised his jaw slightly and glanced at the sky at ten o'clock in the morning. The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.

Then he turned his head and looked at Mu Xiu who was watching the sky with him without any discomfort, "Let's go find Yao Qing."

When they left the Li residence, Yao Qing, who had escaped from the constraints of the Li residence, also took advantage of the chaos to leave. She did not choose to follow Song Yan, but it was easy to guess where she would go.

"Okay," Mu Xiu agreed, and he turned his head back and smiled lightly.

When Song Yan was a little dazed, Mu Xiu's dark eyes gradually faded, returning to more amber color, and the cute look on his face became slightly convincing.

So Moxiu with black eyes ran out without warning, and what did it mean to say "yes" to him?

Song Yan continued to look at Mu Xiu for a while, and then took Mu Xiu's hand, and they walked back slowly to the shaded trees on both sides.

Along the way, Song Yan walked with a little trepidation, and Mu Xiu with black eyes appeared from time to time, without any pattern at all. Mu Xiu would never be so naive as to think it was fun to scare him.

After more than half an hour, they walked near a market in the city. Song Yan let go of Mu Xiu's hand, with a serious expression on his face.

"What's wrong with you? Uncomfortable? Difficult?"

"I don't know," Mu Xiu replied. He looked at Song Yan, slowly moved closer, and put his head on Song Yan's shoulder, "A little bit..."

Song Yan exhaled softly. He raised his hand and placed it on Mu Xiu's forehead. From the temperature and touch, he felt that it was the same as before, but he was not a doctor. The ghost sees a doctor.

"Do you want to go back to the jar and stay..."

Before Song Yan could finish his sentence, he felt strong resistance from Mu Xiu, and he sighed softly, "Forget it, let's go buy an umbrella first."

After saying that, Song Yan pushed Mu Xiu's head away from his shoulders. He felt a little depressed about his compromise. At the same time, it cannot be denied that he was indeed a little worried about Mu Xiu's situation.

Mu Xiu was pushed away, but he smiled again, with the corners of his mouth raised, and then he put his hand on Song Yan's head and rubbed it lightly, "Yan Yan, that's great."

Song Yan ignored Mu Xiu's inexplicable words, and after they bought an umbrella, they went straight to Yao Qing's location, Li Si's residence, and the place where Yao Qing and Li Si's child was.

Song Yan pulled Mu Xiu to sit on a park bench outside the community. They waited for 10 minutes before the female ghost Yao Qing appeared.

"Are you still looking for your family?"

Song Yan reaffirmed Yao Qing's request, and it was not uncommon for Song Yan to go back on his word.

What he knew about Yao Qing was limited to the conversation that night. He didn't know whether Yao Qing would choose to forgive her and Li Si's child because her heart softened.

Song Yan may not agree, but he will not easily interfere with any ghost's decision.

The female ghost Yao Qing stared at Song Yan for a while, then she knelt down and began to sob, feeling extremely sad.

Song Yan didn't continue to ask him for the answer he wanted, he quietly looked at Yao Qing, waiting for her to finish crying.

After nearly an hour, Yao Qing's sobs subsided. She stood up and looked at Song Yan with cold and determined eyes, "Go."

Li Si was good to their children, but that didn't offset his crime of killing her. She had to take revenge to be completely at ease.

Song Yan nodded expressionlessly, and he pushed away Mu Xiu's head that had been leaning on his shoulder for a long time.

After it was completely dark, Song Yan was leaning against a large post box at the intersection of a bar street in Qiuyun City, and was holding a flower basket in his hand, which was full of newly folded white lilies.

This street became more and more lively as it got darker, and more and more people of all kinds gathered together.

"How do you sell these flowers?" Some people regarded Song Yan as a flower seller again.

"Not for sale," Song Yan agreed, and sent off the people, as well as the female ghosts and male ghosts who came up to tease him.

"It's not good for my little brother to be so cold, he won't be able to find a girlfriend..."

The female ghost in sexy clothes continued to tease Song Yan undaunted, but her teasing was limited to words, Song Yan didn't talk to her much, let alone let Mu Xiu talk to them.

"I can't find a boyfriend either...hehe."

"Girlfriend, boyfriend?" Mu Xiu looked at these female ghosts and male ghosts, showing a little interest in this topic, and then turned his head to look at Song Yan, "Yan Yan, Xiu, friend...boyfriend."

No matter how calm Song Yan was, he had to give up at this moment, his face became more serious, "Don't listen to what they say, we are friends, not boyfriends."

How long has it been? Mu Xiu with amber eyes is about to follow suit.

Song Yan educated her own ghost, and Yao Qing, who was looking for her elder brother over there, finally came back.

"My brother came out, but...he drank a little too much." After Yao Qing finished speaking, she got into the lily.

At the entrance of a high-end club over there, a man in a wine-red suit came out with a slightly staggering footsteps. He and Yao Qing were five or six points similar in appearance, and Song Yan locked him in at a glance.

Song Yan carried the flower basket, stepped forward quickly, and stopped three steps in front of Yao Hui.

"Sir, do you buy flowers? Lilies, white lilies from the Shuixi flower field."

Yao Hui raised his eyes, and his slightly dazed eyes quickly locked on Song Yan, a playful smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "He looks good, and he knows Shuixi..."

"Sorry, my brother regards you as... those people."

Yao Qing's slightly apologetic voice came from the flower basket, explaining to her brother the reason for this obscene reaction.

The Yao family is also one of the best families in Qiuyun City, not inferior to the Li family at all, and even the Yao family has a longer history in Qiuyun City and a wider network of contacts.The eldest son of Yao, Yao Hui, is still unmarried. There are quite a few families in Qiuyun City who make up their minds, and there are even more men and women who come together with various names.

"I also know that you have a mole on the sole of your foot. The last time you wet the bed was when you were four years old on the bed in Room 401 of Litang Resort. The scar on your right elbow was when you climbed a tree in the summer camp when you were 15 years old...You like to eat crabs the most, and you hate them the most. mutton……"

Yao Hui's complexion changed from white to red to blue. Song Yan not only knew a lot and was accurate, but also brought out his bed-wetting incident. He was in his early thirties.

"You..." Yao Hui wanted to yell, but was so aggrieved that he couldn't complete a sentence.

"I'll come with you, and I'll tell you how I know this."

Song Yan stopped those overly provocative words, and revealed his intention of coming here to block Yao Hui.

Yao Hui stared at Song Yan's expressionless face from beginning to end. Exhaling and inhaling, exhaling and inhaling, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Okay."

After saying that, the special driver of the club over there has already driven his car out of the parking lot. Judging from the half of his face that was exposed, this driver looks pretty good, but he is not as mysterious as Song Yan. Compared with the breathless youth, it is still much worse.

At least before the car stopped at the five-star hotel, Yao Hui didn't pay attention to what the driver looked like, whether it was male or female.

"Sir go slow."

The young man driving on behalf of him was talking, but his eyes were staring at Song Yan's back. In just a short while, he was overtaken first.