But I felt that these black eyes and the look of expectation in these eyes seemed familiar.

I always feel like I've seen it somewhere.

"Who?" His voice sounded hoarse because he was sick.

Watching the little girl walk in, she closed the door with her backhand.

Her skin was incredibly white, and her hair was also a sterling silver color that she had never seen before. Her big black eyes were like you could not regret it. She had already walked to the front of the candlelight and turned it off.

"Okay." Then darkness came, and the glutinous sound rang again, with a bit of a sense of seeking credit.

Fu Su:...

He tightened his fingertips, licked the corner of his lower lip with his tongue, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and asked again in a low voice, "Ghost?"

There was no response there, as if he was thinking about how he should answer this question.

Fu Su lowered his eyes, feeling a little strange about his emotions at the moment.

He thought he should be alert to the existence of such strange things, but it seemed different from what he expected.

He spoke again and discussed with the little girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, "Light up the light again and give you the bean paste cake."

Use pastries to seduce a ghost.

This behavior really made Fu Su unexpected.

Can you be tempted?

Unless this is a little greedy ghost.

Fu Su thought so and heard a sound over there.

"Why do you have so many things?" The soft and glutinous voice was dissatisfied, and the emotions seemed to be even more irritable than him.

Then Fu Su heard the sound of turning things around.

His whole body became tense and he was always on guard against Chu Ci's approaching.

The sound stopped, his ears moved slightly, listening carefully to other sounds.

Then the sound of matches being slashed came.

A little light quickly filled the room, and the candlelight was lit again.

The little girl with silver hair was standing in front of the candlelight, holding a piece of extinguished match in her hand. She probably hadn't done much like this before.

The little girl blew the match that was extinguished and slightly smoked, and then she threw the match stick aside and looked at him again.

"Okay, osmanthus cake, bean paste cake."

Fu Su:...

Is this really a greedy person?

The little girl looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she doesn't look like an ordinary human.

He tilted his little head and ignored Fu Su who was observing him. He moved his calves directly to the window and closed the window.

While muttering, "I'm sick and don't let others close the window for you before going to bed, so I don't change my clothes after I splashed water. I'm catching a cold now? It's so pitiful. I don't know if I want to bite you now... Oh, no, I'm going to have a mouth."

Chu Ci blinked her eyes, turned her head to look at Fu Su, and bent her lips.

This sentence...

Fu Su was a little confused because he was sick, but the general meaning was still understandable. He looked at Chu Ci in front of him and passed the meaning of this sentence twice in his mind.

Let’s not care about the others, just say that he can pour water on him, besides the little ancestor outside, who else can be?

And after saying this, he also remembered where the emotions in his eyes were seen, or was it just on the little fat fish outside.

Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice with a little uncertainty, "Little fat fish..."
Chapter completed!