Chapter 1770 The Spirit Behind the Celestial Master (121)

The atmosphere between the two of them seemed warm and peaceful.

No matter how much she tossed about, Bai Weiwei felt that Yu Moqian was finally not so crazy.

It may be that he was suffering from kidney deficiency, so he entered the state of a sage, and his character returned to a gentle look.

He doesn't shut her up, and doesn't need ghosts to scare her.

After resting, she tried to step out of the house, but the outside was terribly normal.

A bunch of expensive solid wood antique furniture.

There are also a bunch of decorations that don't seem to be obvious.

Anyway, it looks like one word, expensive.

The places where gods and gods talk about Tiandaomen are similar to Huangdaomen.

They are all antique.

In order to do a good job of the magic stick.

This kind of face-to-face work still needs to be done.

Yu Moqian was dressed in a gray-silver Tang suit, with one hand behind his back. Under his short black hair, a pair of black eyes dyed red looked deep and mature.

He lowered his head to write something, and after finishing writing, he pasted a yellow talisman at random.

The written paper disappeared.

Bai Weiwei hesitated for a moment before walking slowly to his side.

Yu Moqian turned his head to see her, and when he saw her, he immediately looked away, standing in a place facing the sun, not seeing the sun for many days, which made her thinner and thinner than before.

Because of the matter of the bed, she added a five points of coquettish beauty.

Every move is more attractive than before.

Yu Moqian's throat tightened, and he quickly took a deep breath, barely suppressing the greed and malice that surged up in him.

He knew she couldn't believe him yet.

I was afraid that he would lock her up again, so she had always been courageous. Apart from being afraid of ghosts, she was so lively and outgoing in every way, so she was so cautious.

Yu Moqian pressed his fingers on the table nervously, and suddenly said, "It was work just now."

Bai Weiwei twitched her eyelashes, but said nothing.

Yu Moqian wanted to talk to her, but their current state was like standing on a powder keg.

He was afraid that the rare peace between the two of them would disappear.

So he had no choice but to say something unreliable, "A client who was haunted by ghosts spent ten million yuan asking me to get rid of his bad luck."

Bai Weiwei leaned against the antique shelf, she looked at him calmly, as if she was listening to him quietly.

Yu Moqian seemed to be encouraged, "During this period, Tiandaomen has three times more commissions, I will try to complete all commissions with puppets, I..."

His voice trembled, his eyes fixed on her, his voice softened, "I will not leave your side."

Bai Weiwei frowned, as if she didn't like what he said.

This is too overbearing.

But Yu Moqian walked up to her in a few steps, held her face in both hands, lowered his head and kissed her eyes, cheeks, and lips.

This series of light kisses valued softness so much that it was almost impossible to feel offended.

Bai Weiwei: "Yu Moqian..."

Yu Moqian's nasal voice was a bit heavy, he hummed, and then said: "I will earn money to support my family in the future, don't leave."

He can shut her up.

But he wanted her to stay willingly.

He had never been afraid of her leaving before.

So every time he went out very calmly, he was only worried that others would bully her or hurt her.

As a result, what he is most afraid of now is.

As soon as he left, she disappeared by herself.

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Bai Weiwei stared at him blankly, then suddenly said softly: "Will you still scare me with ghosts?"

She is afraid of ghosts.

But don't be afraid of crashing.

It's just a childhood shadow that makes her feel uncomfortable when she sees ghosts.

It was only to soften Yu Moqian's heart that she cried so badly.

Yu Moqian thought that this was her weakness.