Quick Wear: The sick beauty fell in love with the boss at first sight again

As if being pressed down by something heavy, Jiang Xing could feel it but couldn't move.

Could it be that he is being sleep-paralyzed? No way, is he so unlucky?

A very cold feeling swept through his body.

The man chuckled, as if he was very happy, "I caught you."

A cold breath blew past his ears, and then his lips were licked and rubbed repeatedly by that man, as if no amount of kissing was enough.

The man's hands even reached under Jiang Xing's collar, and his hands kept wandering over his body.

No, we can't go any further.

The man seemed to have heard the voice in his heart and did not continue.

Before Jiang Xing could breathe a sigh of relief, his ear was bitten by the man.

"...I can't let you off so easily."

……. ……

Jiang Xing, who was sleep paralyzed by a ghost all night, naturally did not sleep well. He silently changed his dirty pants and went to wash with dark circles under his eyes.

It can be said that if he doesn’t sleep well, his resentment will be greater than that of a ghost.

[System, did anyone come here last night?]

[No, host, not even a mosquito has come. ]

As expected, nothing can be asked from the system.

Meng Fu was watching a comedy in the living room. When the boy appeared, he paused the TV with the remote control and said, "My dear disciple, come and have breakfast."

There was a luxurious breakfast on the dining table, with almost everything. Jiang Xing just picked up two buns and left.

Then Meng Fu caught up with him and handed him a bag of fried dough sticks. "My dear disciple, you must eat a full breakfast. You can eat these on the way... Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Only then did Meng Fu notice the dark circles under Jiang Xing's eyes.

"Yes, I was sleep paralyzed last night..." Jiang Xing said with some difficulty.

Meng Fu was very angry. "Who on earth dared to attack my disciple? I will make him pay for it."

A certain pervert in the dark: "..."

Meng Fu thought for a moment and said, "That's not right. I have set up a formation around the house. Normally, ordinary ghosts cannot get in. Is there a loophole in the formation? My dear disciple, go to class without worry. Before tonight, I will catch this pervert and let him see how powerful I am."

Jiang Xing affirmed his words, "Come on, Master."

Then, Jiang Xing felt a breath of cool air behind his ear. "...You don't have to catch me. I'm right behind you."

My old swan, who on earth said that there wouldn't be ghosts in broad daylight?

Jiang Xing's means of transportation is the bus and subway. The subway is packed with people in the morning.

Jiang Xing followed the original owner's way of traveling. Although he heard that the subway was a bit crowded, no one said the subway was so crowded.

The original owner's master was a famous ghost catcher and Feng Shui master, and also a hidden rich man. It can be said that there are no poor people in the Xuanmen.

Meng Fu never owed the original owner anything in his life, but the original owner always felt indebted to Meng Fu. He saved every penny, and not only that, he also secretly worked part-time outside.

But what he didn't know was that the money he saved was nothing to Meng Fu.

Jiang Xing also caught the early climax, as wave after wave of people squeezed into the subway.

Seeing that the boy was about to be squeezed by the others...he fell into a slightly cold embrace.

Although Jiang Xing didn't see anyone, the man's breath sprayed on his face, and the possessive embrace was something he couldn't ignore at all.

Then he heard the boy he had been thinking about for a long time say the first words: "...Who are you?"

The man's body stiffened and he let out a bitter laugh, "Xingxing, are you going to pretend you don't know me?"

So who are you? I really don’t know you, Jiang Xing cried out helplessly in his heart.

Based on the ghosts' descriptions, Jiang Xing could only ask tentatively, "...Am I your long-lost wife?"

The man was very happy, and the smile in his chest was about to overflow. "Xingxing finally admitted it. I am very happy to hear these words from Xingxing's mouth."

The voice inside the subway began to announce, "We have arrived at Nanshan Station. Passengers who are planning to get off at National University of Chinese Studies should get ready."

Afterwards, the students in the subway station poured out like a tide. The boy was not swayed by the crowd, and the people around him were always holding hands.

Jiang Xing said, "Let's play a game. I'll ask questions and you'll answer them."

The man's tone was very casual. "Okay, whatever the star says is what it is."

Jiang Xing thought for a long time before coming up with this question: "...What are you?"

"Of course I am a sex-hungry ghost who is obsessed with the stars."

"Will you not get hurt if you stand in the sun with me now?"

"Only low-level ghosts would get hurt, but is Xingxing worried about me?"

……. ……

Finally, Jiang Xing asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "What is your name?"

The man hesitated for a while before saying "...Shen Qizhi"

After Jiang Xing finished asking these questions, he had already walked into the classroom. In the eyes of others, Jiang Xing was just talking to himself.

"Jiang Xing, why are you here?" A boy who was about to go out saw Jiang Xing as if he had seen a ghost.

How could this be possible? That person said that after yesterday, Jiang Xing would no longer exist in this world. How could he appear in the classroom? Is it really a ghost in broad daylight?

"Can't I come? You look surprised."

Zhu Feng's heart sank with every word the boy said.

Zhu Feng's eyes rolled. "How could that be? You heard it wrong. I just saw that you were not feeling well yesterday, so I thought you would not come today."

The boy smiled brightly, "It seems I have wronged you."

Zhu Feng flattered Jiang Xing, "Jiang Xing, come here quickly. I have saved a good seat for you."

Jiang Xing felt the air around him suddenly turn cold.

"No, the gift you gave me doesn't seem to be of very good quality, so I'm giving it back to you now."

Jiang Xing stuffed a broken mirror into his hand and left with the book in his arms.

Zhu Feng's legs suddenly went limp. It was over. He must have known. It was over...

Jiang Xing found a seat at the back and sat down. He was going to open his book and do some pre-study.

Shen Qizhi complained beside Jiang Xing, "Xingxing, I don't like that person at all. He seemed to be plotting something bad against you..."

Jiang Xing nodded, "Yeah, I know."

"Xingxing, why don't you look at me? Is the book more interesting than me?"

"…Is there a possibility that I can't see you at all?"

Then Jiang Xing's hand was held by a pair of cold hands. "This way, the stars can see me."

In the blink of an eye, a man with outstanding temperament appeared beside Jiang Xing. He had fair skin, deep eyebrows and a high nose bridge.

His black hair was as soft as silk and he was wearing a red robe, which made his skin look even whiter.

He exuded an aura of someone who had been in a high position for a long time. Who would have thought that the Ghost King who commanded hundreds of ghosts was actually a handsome young man.