Xia Yu stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the colorful and bright lights outside. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. The next second, he immediately took out his mobile phone and took dozens of photos. He deliberately took a picture of someone's half-drunk Starbucks on the table, and happily posted it to Moments with the text: It's just my daily life.
It was accompanied by a side profile photo that he was very satisfied with. The perfect profile profile that he had tasted countless times, it was soft yet handsome. He looked at this circle of friends with satisfaction and thought that he had finally succeeded in pretending.
The next moment, there was a cold touch on his neck. It was the man's arm that poked out from the dark shadow of his back and pressed against his earlobe. The palm of his hand rubbed the artery in his neck.
Xia Yu swallowed, feeling something bad in his heart. Thinking of the legend about the person behind him on the road, his legs felt weak and he said softly, "Leader, don't be impulsive."
"Well, okay." The man's hoarse voice came, and his tone was obviously somewhat unnaturally elegant, but it was filled with unpredictable coldness and danger.
Ghost x Taoist priest
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
