Rong Qi was lying on the bed lazily, playing with my phone. He seemed to love this toy especially. He learned how to watch videos online without asking for my help.
He was indeed a ghost with a high IQ.
"Miaomiao, I want to buy a mobile phone later. It is so handy."
"Of course it is..."
"Wait a minute. You are a ghost. How can you bring it with you?"
I looked up at him with disdain.
Rong Qi smiled mysteriously and ignored me.
He replied to my question until he was done playing with the phone, "Miaomiao, a great number of girls adored me in my last life, just like a school of carps moving down a stream. I haven't seen one dare to pull a long face to me. You are the first. I am just being curious. Do you think I am not good-looking enough?"
I finished my meal as fast as I could, wiped off the oil on my mouth with a paper towel, and looked carefully at the narcissistic male ghost on the bed.
I commented in a heartfelt way, "You are very handsome. The superstars and Little Fresh Meat are nobody compared with you."
I didn't know if he could understand such modern words as superstars and Little Fresh Meat. But he must have grasped the general meaning of my compliment.
Then, he raised his chin proudly as if to say, "Exactly".
But the next moment I made a mercurial turn of the conversation in a higher tone and glowered at him.
"But how can I tell whether your appearance is illusory or mot? People might be born in the same naked way, but they die diversely. Who knows if you died with a horrible look? Say with a hideous blue-black face and teeth stuck far out, crooked nose and wry mouth, lacking arms and legs, or disemboweled...You are all bragging about a great number of girls adoring you. It was two hundred years ago. You can say whatever you want, right?"
Rong Qi did not expect me to make such a mercurial turn of conversation and ridicule him like this. As a result, the face of the young master from the Qing Dynasty suddenly turned dark reddish purple, exactly, the color of pig liver.
"Crooked nose and wry mouth, disemboweled...Huh?"
"Say it again. I dare you to say that again"
Rong Qi sat up gloomily and rushed to me like flying. Although he, as a ghost, was supposed to have a shadow instead of a solid body, his ghost tactics were very brilliant. So, he could maintain a solid figure for a short while.
It was long enough for him to teach me a lesson.
He rushed over to tickle me. Even if I had prepared earlier, I could not resist his powerful ghost tactics. I rolled about in the bed, with my belly aching from laughing endlessly. In the end, I had to beg for his mercy.
"Ah...Ah..."
"Knock it off..."
"Rong Qi, Mr. Rong, Childe Rong..."
"My bad. I dare not to say that again...You don't have a crooked nose and a wry mouth or disemboweled. It's me, alright? Ha ha ha...
You were Mack Daddy in your last life, and all the girls fell for you crazily...
I'm clueless...
I can only admire you secretly. Ok? Haha...
Please spare me."
I laughed to tears.
Rong Qi finally let it go grumpily.
I was well aware that I didn't have the power to be his opponent. Finished laughing, I lay in bed still, just like a corpse, ready to fall asleep. But then I remembered that last night, he was sleeping on the ground.
I felt a bit apologetic. He, as a ghost, couldn't offend me in a tangible manner. Even if he could, I bet he wouldn't do that. As he said, he was a Mack Daddy and every woman would fall for him.
What did I have to hit his fancy?
I cleared my throat and was about to speak, when Rong Qi put away the phone, got off the bed, and lay on the floor, just like a well-behaved child.
It made me feel even more apologetic.
"Well, why don't you sleep on the bed tonight?"
Rong Qi put his arm under his head and opened his eyes to stare at me. This sharp-tongued ghost would never change his true quality, asking, "Are you seducing me?"
"..."
The smile on my face froze at once. I scolded myself for burning daylight. He was absolutely not a lovely and obedient child, but a sharp-tongued smart ass.
I would learn a lesson. A fall into the pit, a gain in my wit.
"You wish."
I took the quilt and went to sleep.
It had been a long day. I, exhausted as I was, slept very soundly. But in the middle of the night, when I felt a cold wind surging at me, I opened my eyes vigilantly.
I saw Rong Qi standing in front of my bed, with sort of nervousness on his pale face.
"What happened?"
I, not aware of the incoming danger at all, heard Rong Qi's urgent voice, "Get up now. Someone here is setting up the Plough ghost-hunting tactic, trying to kill me."
"What?"
I sat up immediately, wide awake.
However, I saw that Rong Qi's gaze at me suddenly became very obscure. Although he did not say anything, I was smart enough to understand what he meant instantly.
"You are suspecting me?"
I sat up in anger. I was not mistaken. At that moment, Rong Qi was suspecting that it was me who set him up. This made me very uncomfortable.
Although I was not a philanthropist, I would not sink so low to use underhand means. Besides, he had never really hurt me. Why would I do this to him?
Rong Qi heard my words and came to his senses in a flash. He, upset as he was, bowed his head, "I'm sorry..."
He was not a fool. On the contrary, he was very smart. He had been in a moment's desperation to suspect me, but almost at once dismissed it.
I found that his figure became thinner and weaker under the dim light of night. I knew it must be the Plough ghost-hunting tactic he talked about. It's crippling him.
"How can I help you?"
I asked, with a sigh in my heart.
Rong Qi was lying on the bed lazily, playing with my phone. He seemed to love this toy especially. He learned how to watch videos online without asking for my help.
He was indeed a ghost with a high IQ.
"Miaomiao, I want to buy a mobile phone later. It is so handy."
"Of course it is..."
"Wait a minute. You are a ghost. How can you bring it with you?"
I looked up at him with disdain.
Rong Qi smiled mysteriously and ignored me.
He replied to my question until he was done playing with the phone, "Miaomiao, a great number of girls adored me in my last life, just like a school of carps moving down a stream. I haven't seen one dare to pull a long face to me. You are the first. I am just being curious. Do you think I am not good-looking enough?"
I finished my meal as fast as I could, wiped off the oil on my mouth with a paper towel, and looked carefully at the narcissistic male ghost on the bed.
I commented in a heartfelt way, "You are very handsome. The superstars and Little Fresh Meat are nobody compared with you."
I didn't know if he could understand such modern words as superstars and Little Fresh Meat. But he must have grasped the general meaning of my compliment.
Then, he raised his chin proudly as if to say, "Exactly".
But the next moment I made a mercurial turn of the conversation in a higher tone and glowered at him.
"But how can I tell whether your appearance is illusory or mot? People might be born in the same naked way, but they die diversely. Who knows if you died with a horrible look? Say with a hideous blue-black face and teeth stuck far out, crooked nose and wry mouth, lacking arms and legs, or disemboweled...You are all bragging about a great number of girls adoring you. It was two hundred years ago. You can say whatever you want, right?"
Rong Qi did not expect me to make such a mercurial turn of conversation and ridicule him like this. As a result, the face of the young master from the Qing Dynasty suddenly turned dark reddish purple, exactly, the color of pig liver.
"Crooked nose and wry mouth, disemboweled...Huh?"
"Say it again. I dare you to say that again"
Rong Qi sat up gloomily and rushed to me like flying. Although he, as a ghost, was supposed to have a shadow instead of a solid body, his ghost tactics were very brilliant. So, he could maintain a solid figure for a short while.
It was long enough for him to teach me a lesson.
He rushed over to tickle me. Even if I had prepared earlier, I could not resist his powerful ghost tactics. I rolled about in the bed, with my belly aching from laughing endlessly. In the end, I had to beg for his mercy.
"Ah...Ah..."
"Knock it off..."
"Rong Qi, Mr. Rong, Childe Rong..."
"My bad. I dare not to say that again...You don't have a crooked nose and a wry mouth or disemboweled. It's me, alright? Ha ha ha...
You were Mack Daddy in your last life, and all the girls fell for you crazily...
I'm clueless...
I can only admire you secretly. Ok? Haha...
Please spare me."
I laughed to tears.
Rong Qi finally let it go grumpily.
I was well aware that I didn't have the power to be his opponent. Finished laughing, I lay in bed still, just like a corpse, ready to fall asleep. But then I remembered that last night, he was sleeping on the ground.
I felt a bit apologetic. He, as a ghost, couldn't offend me in a tangible manner. Even if he could, I bet he wouldn't do that. As he said, he was a Mack Daddy and every woman would fall for him.
What did I have to hit his fancy?
I cleared my throat and was about to speak, when Rong Qi put away the phone, got off the bed, and lay on the floor, just like a well-behaved child.
It made me feel even more apologetic.
"Well, why don't you sleep on the bed tonight?"
Rong Qi put his arm under his head and opened his eyes to stare at me. This sharp-tongued ghost would never change his true quality, asking, "Are you seducing me?"
"..."
The smile on my face froze at once. I scolded myself for burning daylight. He was absolutely not a lovely and obedient child, but a sharp-tongued smart ass.
I would learn a lesson. A fall into the pit, a gain in my wit.
"You wish."
I took the quilt and went to sleep.
It had been a long day. I, exhausted as I was, slept very soundly. But in the middle of the night, when I felt a cold wind surging at me, I opened my eyes vigilantly.
I saw Rong Qi standing in front of my bed, with sort of nervousness on his pale face.
"What happened?"
I, not aware of the incoming danger at all, heard Rong Qi's urgent voice, "Get up now. Someone here is setting up the Plough ghost-hunting tactic, trying to kill me."
"What?"
I sat up immediately, wide awake.
However, I saw that Rong Qi's gaze at me suddenly became very obscure. Although he did not say anything, I was smart enough to understand what he meant instantly.
"You are suspecting me?"
I sat up in anger. I was not mistaken. At that moment, Rong Qi was suspecting that it was me who set him up. This made me very uncomfortable.
Although I was not a philanthropist, I would not sink so low to use underhand means. Besides, he had never really hurt me. Why would I do this to him?
Rong Qi heard my words and came to his senses in a flash. He, upset as he was, bowed his head, "I'm sorry..."
He was not a fool. On the contrary, he was very smart. He had been in a moment's desperation to suspect me, but almost at once dismissed it.
I found that his figure became thinner and weaker under the dim light of night. I knew it must be the Plough ghost-hunting tactic he talked about. It's crippling him.
"How can I help you?"
I asked, with a sigh in my heart.
