A little pickled vegetable growing among monsters and monsters, and a handsome ghost master who dominates the world. I don't know what wonderful fate caused the relationship between them to not be about eating or not eating. Ghosts will not choose food when they are hungry, and they are just pickpockets with no power to restrain a chicken. Although Xiao Pa Cai is occasionally confident, he is still self-aware. What kind of great luck is it that Xiaopa Cai stood out from the crowd and was held in the palm of the ghost master's hand? Is this what it feels like to be the apple of his eye? From then on, Xiao Pa Cai escaped the fate of being put in the frying pan and gloriously became someone else's plaything. Xiao Pa Cai doesn't want to be a Xiao Pa Cai for the rest of her life, so she decides to use the green beauty that she has gained from all the chlorophyll to seduce the sometimes serious and sometimes neurotic Ghost Master, and reach the peak of her career.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
