Small theater:
The stage music started, and Ai Yue reached out to grab the man in front of her.
"Move over, handsome guy, he's blocking my view."
The man was a male ghost. He looked back and saw that he was a handsome male model.
He frowned and turned his head, but his body remained motionless.
Ai Yueke met his gaze and said, "Why, does this handsome guy know me?"
Qiao Wenzhou leaned down and leaned into his ear, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Ai Yueke tilted her head and looked him over.
"Apart from your complexion, which seems to be constipated, everything else is fine."
Hmm... It's considered a high-end product.
Intention: Love yourself
