Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

"People like you don't have friends." Not far away, Wu Qi tutted.

Song Yi didn't even look back: "I don't need friends."

Grandma got off Xu Chengyu's body, and thanked her very unnaturally.

Xu Chengyu didn't answer, turned around and left without saying hello.

"Grandma," Jing Luo suddenly remembered something and stopped, "I'll take you home."

"Okay," Grandma didn't say politely to him, "It's just right, help me clean up, I'm moving back."

Jing Luo was taken aback, and looked up.

Although the Yin Qi is not as heavy as before, it still exists: "Isn't it suitable to move back now? The Yin Qi here has not been resolved yet."

"I still have some ideas, you don't need to worry about it," Grandma murmured, obviously not intending to listen to him, "Who doesn't go home during Chinese New Year?"

Unable to hold back Grandma, Jing Luo had no choice but to compromise, and it was already nine o'clock in the morning when he helped Grandma move her things back to Fengshui Street.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw several neighbors holding brooms head-on.

Lin Bo was taken aback when he saw him, and then he smirked: "Xiao Luo? I wanted to sneak back to shovel snow, but you caught me again?"

Just finished speaking, others found the luggage in their hands: "...Grandma, what is this?"

Grandma said concisely: "Come back for the New Year."

"Ah?" Lin Bo was taken aback, "Didn't you say that you can only move back after the New Year?"

"That's about you, not about myself."

"Hey, what you said, how can we let you celebrate the New Year on this street alone?" Lin Bo was about to go back after speaking, "I'm going to move everything back."

"Think about it clearly," Grandma unexpectedly didn't stop her, she just said coolly, "This street hasn't completely calmed down yet."

"You are here, what are we afraid of," Lin Bo said, "and the Chinese New Year is full of joy, so we can have a rush."

Several people stood side by side, with simple and honest smiles on their faces.

Jing Luo suddenly felt that although Fengshui Street's Fengshui was not very good, the people on the street were not affected by it at all.

After Lin Bo finished laughing, he turned around and asked, "Little Luo, how about you, are you celebrating the New Year outside alone?"

Jing Luo shook his head and leaned against Song Yi: "I lived with him."

"Oh... so," Lin Bo looked him up and down, "Why are you wearing so little in such a cold day? Isn't it cold?"

When I went to grandma's house just now, grandma had already put on a pair of big cotton trousers from someone I don't know.

Now his neck and legs are warm, but his upper body is a bit cold.

Sensing the gazes around him, Jing Luo shook his head and said, "It's not cold."

Lin Bo took off his coat: "You put this on first."

Jing Luo was startled: "What about you?"

"It's okay, the house I'm renting is not far away, and I'll go back to move things soon, so I can wear them again." Lin Bo smiled, "You big star, if you want to go out to meet people, it won't be good if you freeze."

After being mentioned by Lin Bo, Jing Luo just remembered that Brother Qiu sent him a text message about Song Yi when he came back this morning.

At that time Song Yi hadn't come back yet, he was upset and forgot to come back.

In the end, Lin Bo couldn't help but put the coat on him.

Jing Luo just put on someone else's clothes and went to the supermarket.

It will be the Spring Festival in a few days, and it will be too late if you don't buy new year goods.

Jing Luo pushed the cart, looked at the phone and asked, "Brother Qiu said you haven't answered his calls."

"I put him on the cell phone blacklist."

"..." These things are learned quite quickly.

"What time did you get home?"

"Four o'clock."

Because he kept checking the time yesterday, he remembered it clearly.

Song Yi suddenly reached out and pinched his ears.

"Then why are you in Fengshui Street before seven o'clock and haven't slept?"

Jing Luo's living habits are very good, even if he becomes a ghost teacher, he still eats three meals a day, doesn't sleep much in the afternoon, but must sleep for a few hours at night.

Song Yi remembered that when he first became a ghost teacher, he tossed and turned and didn't sleep well for a few nights, and he woke up in a bad mood the next day, which was completely a psychological problem.

"... slept for a while," Jing Luo picked up a box of beef, trying to change the subject, "What do you want for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Song Yi laughed: "I'll buy the ingredients in a few days, I'm afraid they won't be fresh when I buy them back now."

"It's okay, but I'm afraid that the nearby supermarkets will be closed by then."

Since you don't buy ingredients, it seems that there is nothing to buy?

Song Yi tilted his head, just about to say something, when he saw that the person next to him was still preoccupied.

As Jing Luo walked, he felt a tightness in his waist.

A large hand was wrapped around his waist.

He was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows: "I'm going to hit it."

Jing Luo looked up and saw the products piled up in chocolate boxes in front of him, nodded: "Oh."

After a while, the hand on the waist was still there.

Jing Luo turned around and took down two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the container: "It's Chinese New Year, let's use new bowls and chopsticks."

Song Yi asked: "What are you thinking?"

Jing Luo said: "No."

"I've been in a daze all afternoon."

The two villains in Jing Luo's heart were constantly struggling.

Just ask, you guys have kissed each other before, and it's not an ordinary partnership, so what can't you ask?

Not a partnership?What is that, and you didn't make it clear, it seems too petty to ask like this.

Song Yi tilted his head to look at him: "Huh?"

Jing Luo's mind became hot, and he stammered: "When you climbed up from below, Wu Qiqin...did I kiss you?"

"..."

Song Yi didn't expect this to be a problem, so he didn't say a word for most of the day.

After asking all the questions, Jing Luo simply didn't do anything else and continued: "Dear...Did you kiss?"

There was a light tap on the head.

Then the man spread his palms and pressed them on his head, messing up his hair: "Are you jealous?"

"..." So, are you kissing or not?

"Blindly jealous." Song Yi continued, "No kiss."

Jing Luo's heart finally returned to its original place.

It's fine if you don't kiss.

The corner of Song Yi's mouth raised: "You have been frowning for a whole day, just because of this?"

Jing Luo argued: "...No."

At least not all of them.

Song Yi raised his eyes and looked around.

Because the Spring Festival is approaching, many people have already returned to their hometowns, and the time for purchasing new year's goods has passed, so there are not many people in the supermarket.

He hooked Jing Luo's neck: "Come here."

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment: "Pushing the cart..."

"It's okay, put it here first, no one will take it."

Jing Luo was arrested and entered the stairwell.

The door was closed with a muffled "boom"——

Jing Luo: "...Guan Guan is so hard, it will break."

Song Yi just pushed the man to the door and wanted to kiss him, when he was amused by this sentence.

"Are you still concerned about the door at this time?"

The movement of his possession turned a corner in the air, and buried himself in Jing Luo's neck.

That place has been wrapped in a scarf very warm, very comfortable.

Jing Luo instantly understood what the other party was going to do just now.

Song Yi's breathing made his neck numb instantly. He swallowed and said honestly, "...I don't really care about it now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt an itch in his neck.

Song Yi actually kissed her all the way along her neck.

Every place touched began to react on a large scale, like an electric current that did not harm the human body, giving him an indescribable shivering feeling.

Finally, kissed his chin.

Song Yi smiled: "Open your mouth."

Jing Luo blushed, his ears were burning, he opened his mouth, and put it on himself first.

This person is so obedient today, making Song Yi almost... blood boil.

He poked the tip of his tongue in, wantonly conquering.

At the end, both of them were panting, and the only sound of their panting was heard in the corridor.

Jing Luo almost couldn't stand still, his eyes were wet, and he couldn't believe it.

He actually...reacted! ! !

He lowered his body, not wanting the person in front of him to notice, but he didn't expect the other person to push him first.

???

Jing Luo was stunned.

Song Yi leaned forward again, and pecked his lips: "Do you know, you are so obedient, but I have a kind..."

Jing Luo: "Huh?"

Song Yi licked his lips: "It's a feeling of sucking your energy."

"…………"

Hearing a certain word, Jing Luo's face suddenly erupted like a volcano.

He pushed Song Yi away and squatted down resolutely.

Song Yi smiled: "What is this?"

"...I'm tired of kissing, I'll go out later."

Jing Luo looked at the floor, not daring to raise his head.

He was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see...

Song Yi didn't tease him anymore, and used his index finger to touch his ear.

He said lazily, "How long will you rest?"

"3 minutes."

"It will be so soon," Song Yi paused, "have you rested?"

"...Don't talk about it."