Qi Yang held the tool box and shouted into the air in the corner of Qiyuan Hall: "Come on, little brother, let's see if my black dog blood is enough to deal with you."
"What you're holding is correction fluid." An elegant and low male voice spoke to him slowly in mid-air.
Qi Yang lowered his head and looked: "..."
Duan Rongshi appeared, dressed like a noble prince of the Republic of China, floating in front of him, raising his eyebrows: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"Do you want me to care about you?" Qi Yang exploded
"Oh?" Duan Rongshi suddenly came closer and lifted his chin with his cold fingers, "Then why are your legs shaking?"
"..." Qi Yang said harshly, "I'm cold!"
Duan Rongshi smiled lowly and gently brushed his cheek with his fingers: "Then let me warm you up?"
Qi Yang's head felt hot: "How to warm it?"
Duan Rongshi curled his lips in a bad way, "Hold each other, the friction will generate heat."
During the day, he is a professional restorer of cultural relics; at night, he battles wits and courage with ghosts.
"Duan Rongshi? Are you a god and want to touch my toolbox?"
"Yeah." Duan Rongshi added, "I'm not a god, I'm not even a human being."
"...!"
"I can't do it anymore. I just move when I move, and I still act so badly."
Duan Rongshi floated behind him, resting her chin lazily on his shoulder: "Then you teach me?"
Qi Yang was helpless: "What to teach?"
"Modern people's life." Duan Rongshi chuckled, "For example... How to chase you?"
Mission: Love can break all boundaries