"I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable. It seems that I can't get into your house."

Song Qingyan pursed her lips and said with some loss.

There was light outside the villa, and her body floated in the air, and there was no trace of her on the ground.

Yi Mochen looked at his slightly drooping eyelids and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. His expression of loss made people really want to put her in his palm.

"Don't worry, I'll think of a solution."

Yi Mochen really couldn't bear to see her lost and pitiful look, and he was not at ease to let her wander around. Who knows if she would encounter something like tonight?

This villa has been employed by the master, and it will definitely be difficult to get in with Song Qingyan's body.

Yi Mochen thought about it, but walked to the side, picked up his cell phone and called.

Song Qingyan wanted to follow the past, but was stopped by Yi Mochen.

Therefore, I could only float not far away and look at Yi Mochen's upright back, which made people feel relieved when I looked at it.

Song Qingyan curled her lips, thinking she wouldn't hear this? Don't you know that her eyesight and hearing are very sensitive after she becomes a ghost?

The sound on the phone was a hoarse voice, obviously disagreeing with Yi Mochen's desire to raise a ghost.

Didn’t the meaning of that sentence mean that she might suck away the yang energy from his body and harm him?

She doesn't know how to do it!

It’s better not to listen!

Song Qingyan drifted into the air in anger, wandering around the door of the villa...

She was wearing a plain white floral dress and her long hair was scattered behind her back. If you only look at her back, it would be like a ghost floating in the middle of the night, and it looked really cunning.

After Yi Mochen called, he came over and suddenly saw Song Qingyan's resentful back, and the corners of his lips were unconsciously raising lightly.

"Yan Yan, come down quickly!"

Song Qingyan sat at the door and turned slowly when she heard Yi Mochen's voice, and seemed to be a little unhappy with her mouth tilted.

When he noticed Song Qingyan's aggrieved eyes, Yi Mochen's heart was a little soft, and his tone was unconsciously softened, "Yan Yan, come down quickly, I'll take you in."

Can you go in?

Song Qingyan's eyes lit up, and with a ray of surprise, it made her petite and delicate face look more and more beautiful.

After becoming a ghost, her face was fair and bloodless. She was not as pale as a normal person, but with a hint of blood and rosy color.

Although this pale face made her a little abnormal, it still could not stop her delicate face.

It floated down from the door swayingly, and the night breeze gently blew her skirt. If you didn't look carefully, you just felt like a fairy flying down from the nine heavens, with her clothes fluttering and full of fairy spirit.

"Can I really go home with you?"

A bright light burst out in her eyes, and the look of looking forward to going home with him was very helpful.

"Of course, you come here first."

Yi Mochen took Song Qingyan to the side, dug out a talisman from a corner of the villa, and then dripped his blood on it...

Seeing the talisman becoming dimmed due to blood, Song Qingyan only felt the feeling of restraint and depression on her body disappear.

"It's okay! I feel that there is nothing to feel uncomfortable now, it's great. Brother Mochen, we can go in now, and your wound needs to be bandaged."

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