The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

The little girl was so frightened that she cried and hiccups. She didn't dared to cry any more. She was stiff, as if her hands and feet were unwilling. She almost fell into the mud without taking a few steps!

Zheng Quzhi gave a tut and took the initiative to hold Wei Yan's hand, while lowering his voice: "You are too fierce. Be gentle with girls, otherwise you won't find a wife."

"Oh." Wei Yanmu turned his face back, unconcernedly lazily.

Zheng Quzhi didn't speak anymore, and from time to time he used his side light to look at the hand held by Wei Yan and the little girl. Wei Yan said that being infected with the breath of a dead person is not good for his health, but wouldn't he himself?

The place where the adults gather is in the hall inside, where there is a tea party. All the mothers gather to talk about something about their own home. It is so lively.

"Mom!" As soon as she saw her mother, the little girl threw away Wei Yan's hand and rushed into her mother's arms, while her teary eyes looked at the person behind her secretly.

Zheng Quzhi immediately went to find where the woman was. Finally, after seeing a woman sitting in the corner, he couldn't help sighing.

Among mothers wearing designer clothes and noble sipping red wine, women seem to be as incompatible as they are. It is like a beggar who suddenly lives in a magnificent palace. Everyone will look at women with disdain from time to time and take it for granted.

The woman obviously saw them too, trying to make them feel embarrassed and open her mouth.

Seeing the woman's pitiful appearance, Zheng Quzhi frowned, and for a while, he walked towards the woman.

"Hey?" A mother suddenly asked in surprise: "Whose family are these two children? They look so handsome!"

Someone pulled Zheng Quzhi over. Zheng Quzhi was caught off guard by a bloated woman and pinched her face. Before she could scream out, she heard another woman say: "How can this kid look like that big star? ?"

Zheng Quzhi was stunned.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Someone echoed: "It's the male lead of the TV series a few days ago, what is his name... Zheng Quzhi's one!"

"This is my son!" A sharp voice suddenly pierced the eardrum.

Wei Yan squinted his eyes and quickly grabbed Zheng Quzhi back. The woman did not react as quickly as he did. The whole person had already pounced on the bloated woman and scratched it hard. There were a few more marks on the bloated woman's face.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The bloated woman let out a harsh scream, her eyes instantly flooded with anger.

"Damn! This woman is crazy!" Someone spit out.

"This kind of dead and poor ghost is hypocritical, sisters! Close the door!" The most beautifully dressed man stood up. She is Xiao Liang's mother and the mistress of this house.

The others quickly got up and closed the door.

Zheng Quzhi's heartbeat was fierce. On the one hand, he was afraid that he and Wei Yan would be harmed, and on the other hand, he was afraid that what would happen later would be something he would never want to see in his entire life.

In the gap where others could not see, Wei Yan looked at the little girl hiding in his mother's arms with cold eyes.

The little girl had been looking at him all the time, her mouth slumped when she saw this, and she was about to cry. Her mother's eyes were quick and her hands covered her mouth, her tone was also a little flustered, and she coaxed: "Good girl, don't cry."

With that, she helplessly pleaded to Xiaoliang's mother: "Sister Wang, do you think my daughter is still in the house! Would you like to let them open the door first, and I will send her out first?"

Xiao Liang's mother stared impatiently: "Open? What if someone runs away?! What if my son sees him?!!!"

As she said, she directed her servant: "Aunt Li, go get the whip out, the old lady must kill this little bitch!"

The little girl started crying again, and her mother was a little anxious. This Xiaoliang’s father was her husband’s immediate boss, and he was layoffs recently. Before coming, her husband had a few words to please Xiaoliang’s mother. .

Thinking of this, she hurriedly pulled the girl to the dining table, took a piece of cake to the girl, and said, "Will the baby go and stay under the table? Mom tells you to come out and you come out again."

The little girl got the cake, but she was still trembling in fear because of the restlessness on the other side. Before her mother could say it again, she went under the table by herself.

This is always the case for children. When they are afraid of things, they must either find their parents or find a place to hide.

The girl's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled the tablecloth down, completely covering the girl so that her daughter would not see anything outside.

Turning around, he saw four eyes looking at him tightly. The girl's mother did not hesitate, she stretched out her hand and pulled the two little boys who caused the chaos over and stuffed them under the table together.

"Don't come out." The girl's mother said anxiously.

If Xiao Liang's mother reacted to the trouble with these two children, then the two children would not know what to do.

"Mom..." the little girl yelled aggrievedly.

"Don't come out, stay here with my brother, I hear you!" The girl's mother scolded, for fear that her child would see her rough side later.

As if afraid that her daughter would go out, she threatened again: "If you come out, you won't go home again! Mom and Dad won't want you!"

After speaking, the tablecloth was covered again.

The dining table is very long and the space is large. The tablecloth is unexpectedly heavy. When it is covered, the light from the outside is completely blocked, and the inside is dark.

"Wei Yan?" Zheng Quzhi scratched Wei Yan's palm in a daze.

In the darkness, Wei Yan suddenly laughed lowly. It seems ironic, but also helpless. Immediately afterwards, he held Zheng Quzhi's hand tightly, and said with his already obvious nasal voice: "Wait."

Zheng Quzhi simply sat on the ground, remembering Wei Yan's increasingly severe nasal sound just now, and carefully recalling what Wei Yan had touched today. How could he be allergic when he was good?

Thinking about it, today is no different from a few days ago. Almost everything circulates as before, so the source of allergies will only be... the body.

Thinking of this, his breathing suddenly became a bit messy, and instead holding Wei Yan's hand, he asked nervously, "Did something happen to your body outside?"

Wei Yan was taken aback, and then quickly replied, "It's okay, don't worry."

He was only allergic to something, probably because the person appeared, he smelled the smell, so he had some reaction.

Unable to ask anything, Zheng Quzhi felt a little frustrated. He always thought he was familiar with Wei Yan, but now it doesn't seem to be. Wei Yan looks very good to him, but in fact he is guarded against him...