hone. He seemed to love this toy especially. He learne

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buy a mobile phone la

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re a ghost. How can y

p at him w

mysteriously

red me in my last life, just like a school of carps moving down a stream. I haven't seen one dare to pull

he oil on my mouth with a paper towel, and looked

very handsome. The superstars and Little

rds as superstars and Little Fresh Meat. But he mus

chin proudly as if

urial turn of the conversation in

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

idicule him like this. As a result, the face of the young master from the Qin

d wry mouth, dis

I dare you to

t, was supposed to have a shadow instead of a solid body, his ghost tactics

gh for him to te

resist his powerful ghost tactics. I rolled about in the bed, with my bel

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r. Rong, Ch

don't have a crooked nose and a wry mouth or

r last life, and all the g

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hed to

ally let it

ed laughing, I lay in bed still, just like a corpse, ready to fall aslee

tangible manner. Even if he could, I bet he wouldn't do that. A

have to hit

Rong Qi put away the phone, got off the bed, and

eel even mor

t you sleep on

to stare at me. This sharp-tongued ghost would never

.

for burning daylight. He was absolutely not a lovel

on. A fall into the

u w

quilt and w

ry soundly. But in the middle of the night, when I felt

ont of my bed, with sort of

happ

Qi's urgent voice, "Get up now. Someone here is setting

ha

mediately,

me very obscure. Although he did not say anything, I w

suspect

moment, Rong Qi was suspecting that it was me w

ink so low to use underhand means. Besides, he had

is senses in a flash. He, upset as h

y smart. He had been in a moment's desperation

the dim light of night. I knew it must be the Plough g

n I hel

th a sigh i