Chapter 20 You Are My Host

"Don't be so ruthless, even if you are in a bad mood, you can't drive me to sleep on the street." Ming Ye sat up cross-legged, "At least we have some revolutionary feelings."

"Who has revolutionary feelings with you." Hanyue continued to poke him with a feather duster, "Get out quickly."

"Anyway, we have been together for five years, how can we not have any revolutionary feelings?" Ming Ye said aggrievedly.

Hanyue only felt a gust of wind sweeping over her body, cold and swishing, five years?If so, does that mean that he followed her as soon as she passed through?
Then he has been with her for five years, why did he only show up now?Could it be that he was responsible for her falling into the wolves in modern times?She wanted to ask directly, but she was afraid that if she didn't ask, people would know her details.

"Why are you following me?" Han Yue asked coldly.
Ming Ye glanced at her lazily, then closed her eyes again, "You are my body, of course I will follow you."

Host?

Hanyue, who loved to listen to old people's ghost stories since she was a child, immediately understood what he meant, and asked, "You have lived in my body for five years, so you have seen me all?"

Thinking of being watched by a male ghost every day, whether it is eating, drinking, lassing, he is there, and he is also there when she is taking a bath, Han Yue feels annoyed, although this male ghost looks good, but she does not like Ghosts are not interested.

She picked up the feather duster and whipped it, but no matter how hard she tried, the duster passed through his body, and he squinted at Hanyue like a tangible air.

Hanyue was considering whether to find someone who understands Taoism to arrest him, but suddenly heard his lazy voice, "Your thoughts are really dirty."

Hearing this, Hanyue felt even more angry, she was actually called dirty by a hooligan ghost all day long.

"Who are you calling dirty?" Hanyue looked at the feather duster in her hand, and felt that the duster was of no use to this ghost, so she threw it away casually, forming a complex Inga on her fingers, and the bracelet on her wrist began to emit a faint white light.

Opening her arms again, the bracelet rose into the air, turning into tiny silver needles, hovering in the air, and following the movements of her hands, things like spells were released one by one.

She has also learned some exorcism techniques in modern times, plus her Heart-eating Curse, it is not believed that he can't be cured.

Ming Ye quietly watched her movements, neither dodged nor dodged, and yawned inappropriately, then said lazily, "I live in your consciousness, what does it have to do with your body?"

Hearing this, Hanyue was slightly taken aback, and the magic technique she had just performed was suddenly interrupted as she was stunned, and the silver needles that were shining with white light flashed in the air, then dimmed, and one by one came out of the needle. It fell from the air and hit the polished and smooth stone ground. For a while, only a slight "ding ding dong dong" sound was heard, as if it was raining silver needles.

Ming Ye sat up, flung the wide sleeves of his robe behind him with a clatter, and approached Hanyue sideways, enveloping Hanyue with his cool breath, and asked by her ear, "Do you really want me to see your body?"

"Although I'm not very interested in girls who don't protrude from the front and don't turn back, but if you insist on letting me see it, then I can barely see it."

Hanyue: "..."

Ming Yefu lay down again, his eyes closed, as if he really fell asleep, his long eyelashes were like a fan, casting a shadow under his eyes.

Han Yue looked at him in a daze.

His face flushed slightly, and he was even more annoyed, "Get out of here, don't let me see you in the future, even, even my spiritual sense won't allow you to live here."

(End of this chapter)

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