After the scum finished ghost attack, I put it back on again

A certain evil spirit with a terrifying face, the real boss of the Shen family, and a man whose real name is Shen Yuan, was really shocked by the little scum of his family.

By squeezing his free labor, he collected a large amount of wages from himself, but he lay comfortably on the big bed and waited to collect the money.

Zhou Papi does not carry such.

Boss Shen laughed angrily.

After a while, he propped his forehead with one hand again, and helplessly slowed down the traces at the corners of his mouth.

What can he do?Pet it.

That's it, the chores on the second page were originally intended to interfere with Fu Lin's vision and hide his true intentions.

Fu Lin's resignation was more in line with his wishes.

Shen Yuan repeated it two or three times in his heart, but Fu Lin didn't know anything about it.

He patted the ghost servant on the shoulder, and stared deeply at the mummy with a look of "the master takes good care of you": "Work hard, thank you for your hard work."

The mummy's expression became weird and unpredictable again, Fu Lin raised his brows, but didn't take it to heart.

The reason why the corpse servant is called the corpse servant is precisely because the relationship between the master and the servant is completely unequal.

What the master wants the servant to do is just a matter of one sentence.

Servants have no right to refuse.

Treating corpse servants like Fu Lin is considered very good and equal in the world of corpse raising.

Look at Shen Yuan, Shen Yuan commanding his corpse servant is like driving a lowly dog, regardless of whether he is in a good mood or not, whether he is willing or not.

Those who are disobedient will be dealt with directly.

Obedient, send some dog food to pass away casually.

Shen Mo is even more weird, she seems to have raised her ghost servant as a Barbie doll, playing with it at will, without any humanitarianism.

Fu Lin watched their group chat last time, and they seemed to be trying to put thick layers of foundation on the corpse servant's face.

How can it work?

The corpse has already lost the ability of metabolism and blood circulation, and its ability of self-regulation and self-recovery is extremely poor.

Cover the face thickly, airtight and not ventilated, the face will definitely rot and stink.

If you want to change your body, how can you rely on low-end mortal technology like makeup?

Fu Lin patted the mummy's shoulder: "I'll contact you for plastic surgery right now, and you'll definitely make you crush Shen Mo's ghost servant."

Shen Mo's ghost servant...?

The mummy raised his eyebrows.

Shen Mo was strictly controlled and educated by him, so she didn't have a chance to get a few more ghost servants. She only had a pair of male and female ghost dolls under her command.

How is he going to seduce a pair of five-year-old babies?

This is too embarrassing for him.

but……

Mummy: "What plastic surgery?"

The boss couldn't hold back, and asked, he was really screwed by the powder that fell off with a lick.

Although the effect of makeup is excellent, the ability to hold makeup and resist accidents needs to be improved.

"You'll know later." Fu Lin blinked.

The plastic surgery master he was talking about was not a doctor in medical cosmetology, but the painted skin ghost he had befriended.

The Painted Skin Ghost always likes to call himself a plastic surgery master, wandering in the world of human plastic surgery, and crushing all his peers with his unparalleled face-swapping technology.

After all, it is a real face change, which plastic surgery institution dares to compare?

The technique of this Painted Skin Ghost will never disappoint Fu Rin's praise.

Fu Lin's Zhou Yuan Zepi was outlined by this big touch.

Absolutely exquisite and absolutely flawless.

The skin drawn by the power of gods and ghosts is not only harmless to the human body, but also waterproof, anti-electricity, and dust-proof. It is durable and effective, and it is not easy to take off makeup.

His Zhou Yuan Zepi has been on the top for so long, and there has never been an accident. Lao Gu can't see the problem, and Shen Yuan can't see the problem either.

So far, Fu Lin has never met anyone who can see through his true face.

This can be seen.

As long as this big touch is invited, even if Shen Yi turns out to be as dry as an old lady, big touch can make him go against the sky.

Beauty flourishes.

Painted Skin Ghost's name is A Zhi, he is 1.7 meters tall, his gender is a mystery, and he wears a completely different face every day. The height of 1.7 meters is very ambiguous. If you say it is a girl, it is also possible. Just think of it as a taller sister. You can say it is a Chinese paper.

Fu Lin hasn't found out its true gender so far, and over time, he uses "it" to describe this big touch.

It has no special hobbies, but loves beautiful things by nature, and pursues beauty to an extreme.

This is evident in the way it selects customers and charges.

It usually doesn't accept orders from ordinary people and ghosts, but only accepts those bones and face shapes that can arouse its interest.

And after the work is completed, it not only collects money, but also makes many strange requests, most of which are to take photos, and occasionally ask for some portrait authorization.

The first time Fu Lin had a facial, he was invited to the campus to take a lot of artistic photos.

Afterwards, he made several leather painting corrections, and Ah Zhi's request became more and more strange, and he shifted his attention from him to Fu Lin's friends.

I don't know where it got the news, but it knows that Fu Lin can get Shen Yuan's photo.

Since then, it can't wait to take the initiative to come to Fu Lin to do a complete set of intensive repairs.

Fu Lin was also very distressed. In order to obtain a series of photos of Shen Yuan's sleeping face, street photos, mountain scenery photos, etc., he racked his brains, lurking and sneaking photos, inviting outings, and arranging itineraries.

For Zhou Yuanze's face, he really exhausted his efforts.

This time I designed a leather painting for Shen Yi, and I don't know what new ideas Azhi will come up with.

Fu Lin called Ah Zhi.

"Hello, Ah Zhi?" Fu Lin greeted normally, "Are you busy recently?"

A sobbing sound came from the other end of the phone, but the unpredictable voice of the man and woman was not sobbing at all, it was full of momentum: "Who is it? I don't know if I don't want to take orders on the anniversary of my idol's death?"

"Uh." Fu Lin really didn't know, he scratched his cheek, "Then I'll contact you tomorrow?"

"Wait, you?" After another turbulent voice sounded over there, the other party cautiously asked in a low voice: "Zhou...Zhou? You, are you really still alive? What did you just say?"

"My friend wants to draw a skin, and I also want to make a new one." Fu Lin stated softly, "But there is no rush, you can take a vacation first."

The ghost on the other end of the phone was anxious: "No, no, I'm very free recently, I can make an appointment anytime, even now."

"Then you..." Fu Lin hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the shockingly ugly mummy who was in desperate need of beauty, "Come to Shen's house now?"

"Shen's house?" The voice over there was a little erratic and inexplicable, "Is Shen's house right? Yes, I'm leaving now."

"Okay then, we'll wait for you, bye."

Before Fu Lin hung up the phone, he faintly heard an unbelievable sigh from the other side: "The cp I've been begging for five years actually gave out sugar?"

What?

What do you mean?

"Painted skin?" asked the mummy on the side.He relaxed, and his slightly frowned brows relaxed.

"Yeah, that's right." Fu Lin leaned over and stared at his corpse servant curiously, "You said you were gay before?"

"Why?" The mummy raised an eyebrow.

"Are you from above or below?" Fu Lin propped up his chin, "This is called Gong and Shou, right?"

"..." The mummy glanced at Fu Lin, then looked away lightly, and replied in a low voice, "Gong."

"Ah." Fu Lin pondered thoughtfully, "Is it cool to do it?"

The mummy's expression cracked.

He suppressed his emotions and nodded calmly: "It's cool."

On the surface, the mummy pretended to be a big boss with a lot of experience, but in fact his eyes were slightly to the right, with a subtle dodge.

How does he know whether he is happy or not.

Fu Lin nodded thoughtfully, as long as her sexual happiness is guaranteed.

But will you really be happy if you suffer miserably?

What would Shen Yuan really do?

Think about it a little bit hanging.

Fu Lin couldn't help but asked: "What about suffering? Is it really fun to suffer?"

Where is the coolness?

It must have been excruciatingly painful.

"You want to know?" The mummy raised his brows and eyes, and he grinned, his scalp tingling with terror, "Why don't we try?"

The bloody right hand of the evil ghost caressed Fu Lin's cheek.

Fu Lin was so startled that he took two steps back.

Are all gays this flamboyant now?

Want to hang out with ordinary friends if you have nothing to do?

too frightening.

Moreover, this person.

Does he have a little self-knowledge to dare to show off with such an honor?

His appearance can no longer be summed up by ugly words, but alien, terrifying, and high-energy.

You have to be 20 years old to put it in Xiaohuangwen.

Fu Lin refused with his life: "Ugly refusal."

After a pause, Fu Lin educated his ghost servant earnestly: "Of course you have to do that kind of thing with someone you love deeply. What's the difference between you and a stallion like this?"

The mummy's eyelashes drooped, thick shadows cast between his eyes, and he raised the corners of his lips mockingly. "How do you know, I'm not with someone I love..."

He closed his eyes, and the unfinished words dissipated from his lips.

"What?" Fu Lin raised his head, puzzled.

"You are the one I love deeply." The mummy was wearing a vest, and he hit the straight ball without any scruples.

The author has something to say:

Ah, everyone wisely pointed out that in the last chapter, Xiao Lin came out of the closet too quickly

The stupidity was indeed a few brain holes popping up in his mind, and he quickly came out.

When I finish changing the list tomorrow, I will change it, change it, change it, actually I don’t know how to change it hahaha

Thank you little angel for correcting me

There won't be an update tomorrow morning, I'm going to take it easy...

In addition, let me ask for another wave of favorites before changing the list

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