Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Chi Xing couldn't help but frown. Why was his A Yu so light and airy?

Thinking of the days Qingyu had lived, his chest tightened, and a dull ache rose in his heart.

He's lived a frugal life in the mountains all these years, no wonder he's so thin.

There aren't many opportunities to eat meat on the mountain. If they see a bird outside, it could be a bird that's going to be imprisoned for life, so they wouldn't go out of their way to hunt it for food.

Only when Qingchen went out and came back would she bring some meat with her, or eat cured meat, sausages, and eggs.

Qingyu didn't have any malnutrition problems; she just suddenly went down the mountain and bought whatever looked delicious, then ate and drank excessively for several days.

In order to have more money to buy food, Qingyu rented a small single room on the first floor.

How small was it? When Zhang Bin went back with him to get his luggage, he stared into thought as he looked at the door, which was about 1.45 meters wide.

Qingyu bent over and went in. Inside was clearly a small stairwell, and the staircase was curved.

After Qingyu went inside, she could only walk crouching down, taking a few steps to sit on the small bed that was about a meter wide.

The room was so small that no second person could fit in, which reminded Zhang Bin of himself when he first came to Beijing, and he couldn't help but want to take extra care of the child.

Even a small single room like this costs several hundred yuan a month.

He didn't know how to take care of himself, so Zhang Bin had to arrange a nutritionist and assistant for him, and he had to eat at regular times and in fixed quantities every meal.

It was also because Qingyu was lucky that he became an instant hit after appearing on screen; otherwise, since the company didn't reimburse his living expenses, Zhang Bin wouldn't have been able to hire a nutritionist.

Qingyu had been asleep for so long, and her face was rosy. Chixing couldn't help but gently rub it with the back of his hand, and it was indeed as smooth as he had imagined.

The vehicle gradually became bumpy, probably because it had entered a road with few cars and no streetlights.

Chixing glanced outside; it was pitch black. He then reached out and removed the blindfold from Qingyu's face.

Her beautiful eyes were closed, and her thick, long eyelashes were like small fans. Akahoshi touched them with her finger.

She couldn't help but gently pinch the tip of his high nose. Perhaps because he was well cared for in the mountains, Qingyu's skin was smooth and delicate, making one want to taste if it was sweet.

Following the thought in his mind, Akahoshi half-embraced the person and slowly lowered his head.

The moment the thin lips touched Qingyu's face, Qingyu opened her eyes.

"What are you doing?" Qingyu's voice was hoarse, as if she had just woken up.

Hearing this, Akahoshi felt a soft, comforting sensation, and liked it even more.

Chi Xing's gaze deepened, and he kissed Qing Yu's cheek again.

Qingyu reached out and pushed his big head away, completely stunned.

He blinked, realized he was in the car, and sat up.

Akahoshi looked at him with amusement.

As if realizing it too late, Qingyu glanced at his smile and slapped him across the face.

"Stinking rogue!"

After being slapped, Akahoshi's smile vanished, replaced by a look of grievance.

But Ayu didn't know him at all. Thinking about it that way, his actions just now really were like those of a hooligan.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself just now."

Qingyu reached out and wiped her face, then said seriously, "I'm a man."

Akahoshi: "Yeah, I know."

Qingyu was even more puzzled: "I'm a man, and you still kissed me."

The young Taoist priest had never seen anyone in a romantic relationship; he had only ever seen many people whose partners were of the opposite sex.

We're both men, how can this be?

Akahoshi's eyes flickered as she corrected him, "Men can be together too."

Qingyu looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Akahoshi nodded: "Of course, otherwise why would I kiss you?"

That makes sense.

"No, I didn't want to be with you, so why did you kiss me?"

Qingyu's expression was extremely serious, and Chixing couldn't help but pull him into a hug.

"Then why don't you just stay with me?"

Qingyu placed her hands on his chest, blinking her bewildered eyes several times.

Zhang Bin said that he cannot date women or marry pregnant women.

It doesn't say you can't date a male ghost, and this male ghost is so old, he's not a young man.

"What would happen if we got together?" Qingyu asked, not understanding.

After thinking for a while, Akahoshi said, "If we're together, we should date, get married, and stay together forever. We can't be apart."

Qingyu immediately shook her head: "That won't do. I need to make money. I don't have time to stay together all the time."

"Then I'll just follow you around every day."

Akahoshi coaxed gently, "Anyway, you don't have a boyfriend right now, so you won't lose out by being with me."

Qingyu didn't mind his approach. It was a bit cold that night, so he wrapped himself in a blanket and leaned against Chixing, whispering to him.

"Then what do you have?"

Surely it's not like this male ghost wants to be taken care of by him, right?

Qingyu thought about it and felt that it wasn't impossible. Her master had said that the world was full of wonders and that some people liked to raise ghosts.

So, are you going to raise this thousand-year-old ghost king yourself?

But Master also said that one should not help others for nothing, otherwise one will suffer.

“If you have nothing to give me, then I can’t support you,” Qingyu said.

Akahoshi's eyes darted around, and she leaned close to his ear and said, "I have a lot of money, and my family has a lot of money too. If you stay with me, we can spend my money together."

Money, that's a good thing.

Qingyu's confused eyes cleared up. If he had a lot of money, why would he need to work? He wouldn't have to go on this show.

A smile appeared on his face, and he asked with surprise, "How much do you have? How much fried chicken can you buy?"

Akahoshi:?

"Fried chicken? If you eat a hundred every day, it'll last you tens of thousands of years."

It might be more than that, since money can generate more money, and Qingyu probably could never spend it all.

Chi Xing opened his phone and showed Qing Yu his account balance.

Qingyu stared wide-eyed at the number, which was longer than a phone number.

"Wow, so much? Can I really spend your money?"

"Of course, as long as you're my wife, you can spend my money. If we get married, half of my money will be yours. No, I love you so much that I'll give you all my money. All the money in our house will be yours."

Qingyu was stunned by what he said and reached out to count the numbers on his phone.

"Is this really not a phone number?"

Akahoshi chuckled softly, tapped her finger on the phone screen, and opened another app, which also displayed a long string of numbers representing her balance.

Qingyu's eyes curved more and more as he looked at Chixing. His gaze towards Chixing changed from that male ghost, to a handsome male ghost, then to a scoundrel male ghost, and now it had become a handsome and rich male ghost.

"Then give me five thousand to see your strength."

This is what Qingyu saw online.

The above says that the most direct way to test a man is to ask him for money.

"Ayu, you haven't accepted my friend request yet."

A few days ago, when Chixing received Qingyu's information, he applied to add her as a friend, but Qingyu never accepted the request.

"Oh, okay."