Good Morning, Miss Ghost

A Yao cleaned up the house and searched out the eavesdropper and camera that Xiaoxi had just installed. Mo Zhen came back from the outside.

When I saw Mo Zhen, A Yao could not wait to float over, "Your assistant is a pervert! She even secretly installed an eavesdropper and camera in your room and rolled around on the bed holding your quilt!"

Mo Mozhen frowned after listening, "What did you say?"

"I said that Xiaoxi is a pervert!" A Yao moved his finger, and the eavesdropper and camera flew over. "Look, look! This is her crime tool!"

Mo Mozhen looked at the things floating in the air and held them in his hand. Taking out his mobile phone, Mo Zhen directly dialed Tang Qiang's phone. As soon as the phone rang twice, it was answered, "What's wrong with King Mo? I'll let Xiaoxi bring you your food."

The two words Xiao Xi said from Tang Qiang's mouth made Mo Zhen feel a little surprised, and he frowned, "Xiao Xi installed a tap and a camera in my room."

"What?" Tang Qiang's voice at the end of the phone involuntarily raised, "How did you find out?"

"You don't care how I found it, anyway, I found it." Mo Zhen's voice sounded extremely displeased. "What are you going to do about this?"

Tang Qiang frowned for a moment and asked, "Did she shoot anything?"

Mo Mozhen pursed her lips, "Should not."

那就 "That's good." Tang Qiang seemed relieved. "I'll take care of this. Where is Xiaoxi now?"

Mo Mozhen glanced at A Yao.

Ayao blinked innocently, "I was scared away."

Mo Mozhen took a breath before telling Tang Qiang: "I don't know."

"Okay, this is up to me, you don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Um." Mo Zhen finished, and Didi hung up the phone.

After conducting another carpet-like search of the house, Mo Zhen was sure that there were no crime items left, and she asked Ayao, who was always behind him, "What else did she touch?"

A Yao pointed to the big closet in Mo Zhen's bedroom, "Your clothes."

I'm fine.

Mo Zhen jumped the blue tendon on his forehead and went forward to open the closet, "Which one?"

"This." A Yao pointed to the pajamas that Mo Zhen usually wore while sleeping.

Mo Mozhen tore out her pajamas and threw them into the trash bin in the toilet.

A Yao watched Mo Zhen's move and kindly reminded: "She also slept in your bed."

筋 Mo Zhen's green muscles on his forehead jumped twice more, "Of course I won't take the bed." All these economic losses are on Tang Qiang's head!

A Yao heard Mo Zhen say this, and opened his eyes in surprise, "Where do you sleep tonight?"

客房 "Guest room!" There is also a side lying next to Mo Zhen's master bedroom, which is usually unoccupied. I did not expect it would come in handy at this time.

He will stay in the guest room until the new bed comes back.

I'm so busy, it's almost ten o'clock. A sudden cramp in the stomach reminded Mo Zhen that he hadn't had dinner yet-and because the gas was too angry, the stomach hurt again.

Looking at Mo Zhen's suddenly pale face, A Yao was startled, "What happened to you ?!"

Mo Mozhen frowned and did not answer, holding the handrail of the stairs and went down to the first floor. He poured a cup of hot water for himself, and Mo Zhen took a few breaths while sitting on the sofa, but the pain in his stomach was not alleviated.

"What's wrong with you? Is it a stomachache?" A Yao turned around Mo Zhen anxiously a few times.

"Don't move! I'm dizzy!"

A Yao stopped obediently, staring at Mo Zhen.

"There is medicine in the second drawer on the left under the TV cabinet. Help me get it." Mo Zhen was leaning on the sofa, and his forehead had exuded a fine layer of cold sweat.

"Okay!" Ayao turned and floated towards the TV cabinet. He placed all the medicines in front of Mo Zhen and handed him a cup of hot water. "Hurry up and take the medicine."

Mo Mohan sat up on the sofa with her left hand covering her stomach, took out a few pills, arranged them in order of the size of the pills, and ate.

Ayao: "..."

OCD is really a terrible disease, at least more than stomach pain.

Mo Mozhen took the medicine and lay down on the sofa again. A Yao looked at his still frowning brow and floated into the kitchen to stir up dinner.

If you have a stomachache, you should eat something that is easy to digest. Aya opened the refrigerator and looked at the ingredients, and then decided-boiled porridge.

Fortunately, Tang Qiang also regularly came to supplement the rice for Mo Zhen. Ayao familiarized himself with the location of the rice and began to cook white porridge.

Listening to the sound of jingling bells from the kitchen, Mo Zhen opened her eyes slightly, and then watched the pots and pans constantly moving in the kitchen, then closed her eyes silently.

A Yao worked in the kitchen for half an hour, and finally cooked the white porridge.

He filled a bowl of white porridge into the living room, and Ayao breathed into Mo Zhen's ears, "Mo Zhen, get up to eat."

Mo Mozhen's eyelashes trembled, opened her eyes and glanced at the enlarged face in front of her, "It's too close."

A Yao gave a snoring sound, and drifted away a step, "eat it while it is hot, otherwise the stomach will hurt again later."

I just took the stomach medicine, and now the pain in my stomach has eased a lot. Mo Zhen slowly got up from the sofa, watching the bowl of steaming white porridge silent.

"Uh ..." Ayao floated back, as did Xianbao, "Don't look at this white porridge as ordinary, it tastes great!"

Mo Mozhen lifted his eyes and looked at Yao Yao, couldn't help but chuckled, "You are also a genius little cook?"

"No, I am a Chinese master!" Ayao said, also posing a classic figure of a young master.

Mo Mozhen smiled lowered her head twice, picked up the spoon and ate. A Yao carefully watched Mo Zhen's expression and asked nervously, "How does it taste?"

"It's not bad." Mo Zhen was telling the truth, this female ghost still has some merit. After being praised by Mo Zhen, A Yao proudly made two laps in midair.

对 "By the way, how did you scare Xiaoxi away today?" Mo Zhen took two porridges and looked up at Ayao.

"Ah, this!" Speaking of this, Aya seemed very excited. "That's it!" The TV popped up, and the chandelier in the living room suddenly flashed.

Mo Mohan drew a corner of her mouth, "Enough, thank you."

"Oh." A Yao paused for a moment, but after two seconds, he excitedly said to Mo Zhen, "You didn't see what she was scared today, and yelled" There is a ghost "and ran out Hahahaha! "

Mo Mozhen looked at Ayao's proud look, her corner of the mouth rose unknowingly, and she lowered her head and drank a bowl of white porridge.

After Mo Mozhen drank all the porridge in the bowl, she originally wanted to send Ayao to wash the bowl. Anyway, she eats here for nothing (?) No need to use nothing.

But when he looked up and saw Ayao, his brows frowned subconsciously, "What happened to you?"

"Hmm ..." A Yao looked down at his body, and she was so transparent that it disappeared. "It's nothing, it should be too tired." Today she frightened Xiao Xi and helped Mo Zhen to make porridge. Strength, now almost unable to maintain her figure.

"I'll just rest a while." Aya said, and then floated to the small sofa aside, 蜷 into a ball.

Mo Mozhen looked at Aya for a while, and seeing that her eyes were closed as if she had fallen asleep, she rose lightly from the sofa and put the bowl in the sink.

I'll call Tang Qiang tomorrow to clean up these pots and pans.

#Every day I get up and see Tang Qiang lying down _ (:  」∠) _ #

Mo Mozhen took a shower, and his stomach no longer hurt. He changed to a new set of pajamas and went downstairs. Ayao was still cuddling on the corner of the sofa, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The silvery white moonlight quietly sprinkled in from the window, casting a piece of silver light on the ground, and Ayao was also stained with a silvery white halo. The thick eyelashes cast two shallow projections at the eye sockets, and the long hair draped softly on the shoulders, bypassing the fair arms and hanging down to the waist.

The ghost was terrible, and Mo Zhen suddenly thought of the sleeping beauty sleeping in the forest, as if he was the prince who stabbed the thorns. Just walk down and kiss, you can wake the sleeping princess.

Mo Mozhen pursed her lips and thought deeply about herself. He had such a ridiculous idea! He just wanted to go up and kiss this female ghost!

I must be the fault that this female ghost looks so beautiful! It's so mean to deceive him with beauty!

Mo Mozhen turned on the second floor and closed the door with a touch.

遥 A Yao in the living room was slightly surprised, and slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the second floor inexplicably, she yawned and sat up from the sofa.

The crickets were quiet around, not even the sound of insects. Although ghosts have been around for some time, in the middle of the night, Ya Yao still feels lonely easily.

I wandered around the living room for a few moments, and Aya opened the laptop on the coffee table again.

I remembered that Xiaoxi passed the photo to the forum in the afternoon, and Aya opened the browser and went directly to the Cape Forum.

遥 A few of the red posts on the front page, A Yao saw the post named "Mo Zhen is really a fruit pudding powder, with pictures and truth".

只 Only a few photos of fruit pudding were put in the main building of this post, nothing could be explained at all. After everyone was deceived by the title, after posting LZSB with the keyboard, this post should be silent.

But now it is popular on the homepage, thanks to a reply from the landlord when he came back to the top floor.

"There are ghosts in Mohan's house !!! There are ghosts !!!"