The young master who does not believe in ghosts and gods and the maid who sees ghosts all day long
"Master, there is a ghost next to you..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Where in the world can such talk about ghosts and gods come from?"
Mo Ning watched the female ghost kiss Meng Mingxuan's face hard several times, licking her lips a few times with unfulfilled interest, and shuddered: If the young master knew what the female ghost looked like, he would definitely rather scratch his own face...