After online dating with evil spirits, I became popular

"Drunk?" Bai Mianyang murmured, watching Mu Chen defend himself seriously, "I'm not drunk, you are drunk, you are wobbly."

Mu Chen: "..."

Bai Mianyang belongs to the physique that is quiet when drinking, and it takes a while to get up after drinking.At this moment, he is hot all over, his brain is chaotic, and he sees everything upside down.

Mu Chen was so cold that he felt comfortable, so he couldn't help but stick to it, touching here and there, grabbing Mu Chen's fingers and pressing them on his cheeks, he could close his eyes and prepare to fall asleep while standing.

Mu Chen took Bai Mianyang to the sofa to lie down. The person who had just laid down suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the air in a daze. After a while, his eyes became moist.

Mu Chen stretched out his hand to catch Bai Mianyang's tears: "Why are you crying?"

You can't see his sadness from Bai Mianyang's face, Bai Mianyang is more like a lost lamb, wandering and lonely.The long forehead hair fell softly on his eyebrows, and his eyes turned to Mu Chen, calling him: "Jiaojiao."

Mu Chen: "..."

Bai Mianyang pursed her lips and smiled: "It's the Chinese New Year this year, fortunately I have you with me, otherwise I will always have no friends."

Clenching Mu Chen's fingers tightly, Bai Mianyang pointed to the ceiling Xuxu: "We will buy a big house together in the future, raise cats and dogs, you go to get married, and then I will be left alone..."

Bai Mianyang looked at Mu Chen with teary eyes: "Everyone has to leave."

After all, Bai Mianyang is not any ghost, he is just an ordinary person who is so ordinary that he cannot be more ordinary. He does not have a strong mind and belief, let alone outstanding IQ and EQ. The life of an ordinary person is nothing more than earning a little more money for food every day. There are two or three bosom friends who can get together, make it more beautiful, make a date and live an ambiguous life.

It's a pity that no matter which one, it is far from Bai Mianyang's life.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide and watched: "I can only get close to you, and be friends with a ghost so that I don't have to worry about other people being implicated..."

Mu Chen: "Isn't it good to just be with me?"

Bai Mianyang snorted in a low voice: "I want to eat scallion noodles," he said intermittently, "When I was young, my family had no money, so my mother made me a simple bowl of scallion noodles. Boil the water and cook the noodles. , put some lard, sprinkle some salt and put a little green onion."

Mu Chen frowned: Is this edible?

All the people in the world enshrine to Mu Chen are delicacies, and Bai Mianyang's fingertips hooked and hooked in Mu Chen's palm: "I want to eat noodles..."

As she spoke, she arched her face into Mu Chen's palm, and wet and hot tears rubbed against his palm bit by bit.

Mu Chen was speechless, lifted Bai Mianyang's face to wipe off the water stains little by little, and frowned: "I'll get you onion noodles."

Bai Mianyang looked at him and smiled blankly: "Okay."

Mu Chen put Bai Mianyang on the sofa, took a cushion for him to pillow, turned to the kitchen and looked back at him again, Bai Mianyang's eyes did not move away from him, when Mu Chen turned around, his eyelashes lifted , Mu Chen resigned to his fate and walked into the kitchen.

Later, he found that he couldn't make the scallion noodles that Bai Mianyang said.

Go out and buy the head office.

When Mu Chen went out, he experienced the late winter night in Suicheng for the first time, the strange world, the lights of different colors flickering in the dark night, the temperature of the wind blowing on him was different from his, but to him it was not as hot as the blazing heat. , I prefer this cold temperature, except for the warmth that comes from Bai Mianyang's body.

In the middle of the night, there was very little traffic on the street, and the place where Bai Mianyang lived was quiet, Mu Chen walked for a long time before he saw the stall he visited by the side of the road.

The old man opened a small noodle stall under the street lamp, and the heat wafted along the warm yellow light. When the old man saw Mu Chen in the distance, he rubbed his eyes and said to himself: "It's a dream."

It wasn't until Mu Chen came to the small noodle stall that the old man looked around, stared at Mu Chen, and asked under his breath, "Mr. is a big star? You just came here after filming?"

Mu Chen: "A big star?"

The old man said with a smile: "I knew you were a big star. My mother-in-law loves to watch period TV dramas the most. I just sit next to her and watch her at home, but why haven't I seen any TV dramas you acted in? I don't think so, I think you look better than many celebrities."

Mu Chen couldn't quite understand, but he didn't look down on an old man, so he said, "Is there scallion noodles, I want one."

The old man nodded: "There is a drop, there is a drop, the big star waits."

Mu Chenli stood under the lamp and watched the old man prepare the noodles with scallion oil. The old man saw that he had a good temperament, so he gave a lot of noodles, and even specially sent a packaged minced meat sauce that can be added by himself, and he didn't charge too much.

When paying the bill, Mu Chen remembered that he didn't bring any money, and even Bai Mianyang didn't accept all his coins, let alone the old man.

It's not easy for the old man to make a living in the middle of winter night, Mu Chen told the other party that he didn't bring any money, so he untied a bunch of small pendants from his waist and handed them to the other party.

"Will you accept this?"

The old man took the little pendant into his hand, touched it, and then looked closely.

"It's terrible, such a good Zhuer is not worth my bowl of noodles. I will come to set up a stall tomorrow night, and the big star can come and pay tomorrow."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked up and Mu Chen's figure was gone. In the blink of an eye, he also disappeared quickly.

The old man was in a daze: "Could it be that I really met a god?"

It was raining from the sky, and the fine rain fell on Mu Chen like a layer of fog.

The luxurious and classic man with long hair in black shirt was walking slowly in the deserted alley, with a comfortable expression, holding a disposable packaging bag in his right hand, the scallion oil noodles inside were still warm.

He returned to Bai Mianyang's small rented room. The little guy who was sleeping peacefully on the sofa did not know when he was lying on the game cabin and sleeping soundly, with the blindfold hanging around his neck in a mess. Most importantly, Bai Mianyang probably Still thinking about the live broadcast, he opened the live broadcast room in a daze.

Mu Chen looked at the room with more than 20 people, all of whom were sleeping while watching Bai Mianyang's live broadcast.

He put down the scallion oil noodles, smiled and went over to pinch the camera.

[? ? ? ?What's the matter, I want to watch my wife sleep! ]

[It's over, I saw that it should be a man's hand pinching the camera. ]

[Fortunately, the video was recorded just now, the little sheep sleeps so well, ah, ah, the wine tastes really good~]

Bai Mianyang, who was in a deep sleep, got up and wanted to go to the toilet. He moved his nose, smelled the scallion oil noodles on the table, turned around and fell directly into Mu Chen's arms.

Mu Chen held one of Bai Mianyang's wrists, and wanted to ask him why he turned on the live broadcast, and let others watch him while he was sleeping, but when he reached the point of his mouth, Bai Mianyang stretched out his arms and hugged him.

Bai Mianyang hugged Mu Chen's waist, put his chin on his shoulder, and muttered to himself, "It smells like scallion noodles."

So Mu Chen's dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant.

He closed the live broadcast room, took Bai Mianyang to sit down at the table, unpacked the scallion oil noodles himself, put a chopstick of noodles to his mouth: "I exchanged this for you with Biyuqing. "

Xiao Zhui'er, who has followed Mu Chen for thousands of years, has long been proficient in divine consciousness, which can ward off evil spirits and drive away disasters, without any harm.If the old man brought Xiao Zhui'er with him, any symptoms of illness on his body would gradually disappear, that is, Bai Mianyang wanted to eat a bowl of noodles, why didn't Mu Chen give it to him?

After taking two bites, Bai Mianyang snatched the chopsticks and buried himself in the hard work. He suddenly raised his eyes and put a piece of chopstick noodles to Mu Chen's mouth: "You come too."

Mu Chen wiped the grease stains from the corners of Bai Mianyang's mouth, and when Bai Mianyang was full, there was the sound of fireworks blooming outside.

a new Year.

Bai Mianyang stepped on floating steps, pushed open the window, and looked around with his hands propped up.

The hazy rain and mist did not stop everyone's enthusiasm for New Year's Eve. Bai Mianyang quietly looked at the night in a trance until the cool sandalwood fragrance enveloped his whole body. Bai Mianyang turned his head to look at Mu Chen, approached and pulled his neckline .

Bai Mianyang looked at Mu Chen's loose collar: "Why do you always do that kind of thing to me..."

Then she showed a distressed look: "I have to pack it tightly when I go out, and Jiaojiao laughed at me today."

He grabbed Mu Chen's hands, and suddenly leaned in front of Mu Chen like a dog, and mouthed it.

As if discouraged, no matter how many traces Mu Chen has left on him, he will repay him in the same way.

Bai Mianyang didn't know how to knock his teeth on the flesh, he bit like a dog for a while and then turned into a lick.

Mu Chen tensed his neck slightly, pressed the palm of his hand on the back of Bai Mianyang's head, looked down at him, the emotion in his eyes was hard to fathom.

In the end, Bai Mianyang lay on Mu Chen's neck, wrapping his hands around his long hair that reached to his ankles, not knowing if he hurt Mu Chen.

The author has something to say: Lao Gong: He is a pet.

Typos to be fixed, thank you all~