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Chapter 543 Ghost King’s Sacrificial Little Bride (36)

In general, ghosts would take more modern urban forms, without exposing their appearance.

This was a habit of the ghost realm.

The gravity of Bai Wen’s technique was too overbearing, forcing him to return to his original appearance, making him physically unable to successfully change its shape.

If he could transform, the previous juvenile look was certainly better for brushing up favorability.

Bai Weiwei was quiet a while, then she seriously shook her head, “Little Gege is so good-looking, don’t change.”

The fingers Ji Yongchuan used to touch his face paused. The sinister qi in his blood colored eyes faded some, he faintly answered, “Good, won’t change.”

Bai Weiwei curiously surveyed the surroundings, “Where is this?”

Ji Yongchuan: “My home.”

They couldn’t return to Bai Weiwei’s home. Bai Wen was expected to physically come back from the Taoist temple first thing, to find Bai Weiwei.

He didn’t have time to fight With Bai Wen now.

In this month, every day was precious.

Ji Yongchuan finished talking and got out of bed, he smoothly took a robe and wore it neatly.

Then he took out a dress, a modern dress.

When he took her, he took her clothes with him.

Build the pavilion near the water to better view the moon, living together, seeing each other every day.

Like can be pushed further into devotion.

Once she was devoted to him, she would die for him.

After wearing her clothes, Bai Weiwei ran to wash herself clean.

The house had an ancient scent and color, with wooden windows and doors, and antique tables and chairs.

When Bai Weiwei washed her face back, she saw Ji Yongchuan beckoning her to eat.

The meal was human food.

It was still warm.

Bai Weiwei was visibly moved, she was afraid that after being caught by him, he would have her choke down paper money and incense.

Ji Yongchuan didn’t need to eat these, he just had to continue to force himself to act the gentle little Gege, he gou gou1 watched her eat.

When Bai Weiwei got up he saw she had goosebumps.

This breakfast had to be eaten.

For fear of launching the rice bowl directly into his face, Bai Weiwei made efforts to properly build herself up psychologically.

Then she picked up a pickled cherry, smiled sweetly and said: “Little Gege, it’s delicious, you eat some.”

Ji Yongchuan scarlet eyes were shaded, “I can’t eat these.”

Bai Weiwei was somewhat disappointed, when she suddenly thought of something, and smiled, “Can’t eat, but you can still taste.”

Ji Yongchuan was just about to say he couldn’t perceive the taste of human food.

When she abruptly placed the cherry in her lips, held his face with both hands, and kissed him hard. The cherry immediately broke in their mouths.

Ji Yongchuan couldn’t react, she had led him into some sort of incomparably sweet entanglement.

He actually tasted it, but it was her sweet tenderness that made him tremble.

【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 45.】

Ji Yongchuan seemed to discover the inexplicable emotions swelling in his heart, and immediately pushed her away.

Bai Weiwei’s breathing was chaotic, she looked at him with some confusion.

An innocent look.

He was in a state of uneasiness, except he didn’t know what he was uneasy about.

It was like an uncontrollable feeling was pulling at him.

Bai Weiwei had an unknowingly regrettably alluring expression, “Little Gege, sweet?”

Criminally sweet.

Ji Yongchuan at this moment had forgotten his own forced persona, he wolfishly exposed a little of his true nature, and was somewhat shamed into anger.

“A daughter of a good family, how can you be so unrestrained.”

Bai Weiwei smiled, but didn’t answer, and continued to eat cherries.

The appearance of her red lips together with a cherry, could really make a ghost lose control.

1: 勾勾, gōu gōu, apparently the sound effect of crossing something off a list or marking a box with an “x” or “✓”↩

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