Ghost King’s Sacrificial Little Bride (12)
Bai Weiwei somewhat timidly looked away, “Little Gege, are you hungry? Want to eat something else?”
Ji Yongchuan: “Your hand.”
He bit her and sucked her blood, Why didn’t she run?
Ji Yongchuan found his entire body was emitting black qi. This was a symptom of his ghost qi scattering.
How could she not see it.
Yet, her pair of eyes were very normal, completely unsuspecting, not intending to ask one sentence.
As if Bai Weiwei hadn’t heard him, she lowered her head, “I’ll get you something else to eat, you wait.”
That said, she urgently hurried to flip boxes and overturn cabinets.
Then Ji Yongchuan saw her present a stack of incense candles in front of him.
“Can you eat these?”
Ji Yongchuan’s eyes became complex, “You know I’m a ghost?”
Bai Weiwei heard this, most of the incense candles in her hand fell. Her beautiful brows furrowed tightly, and her bright eyes held a few threads of hesitation.
“No one else can see you.”
Ji Yongchuan coldly laughed, his eyes fully darkened, but his voice was very gentle.
“Then why aren’t you catching me?”
Bai Weiwei immediately shook her head, “I’m not catching you, really. I was worried the sun would kill you, so I brought you back.”
She looked down a little anxiously, her voice soft and pitiable, “And, you looked very unwell.”
Ji Yongchuan’s mind was even more confused, he stood still and said with an exploratory tone, “I’m a ghost, I want to eat people.”
Bai Weiwei watched him uneasily with a few strands of fear in her eyes.
Ji Yongchuan had an icy smile in his heart, his fingernails slowly sharpened. He had lost most of his strength.
However, to kill Bai Weiwei, who had no power to fend off ghosts.
It was too easy.
Except, her next move left his whole body rigid.
She walked up to him, crouched down, and carefully offered her previously bitten bloodied wrist.
“You drink my blood, little Gege.”
Bai Weiwei’s voice was soft, but her eyes were firm and perfectly clear.
Ji Yongchuan’s pupils contracted, and his eyes darkened, “What do you want to do? Raise a ghost?”
Bai Weiwei lifted her hand, she thought for a moment before saying: “Even if little Gege is a ghost, then I will raise little Gege.”
Ji Yongchuan finally couldn’t suppress his violent energy, “Raise me for what? Do you want a little slave ghost.”
The Bai family was best at capturing ghosts, raising ghosts, and killing ghosts.
Bai Weiwei’s eyes widened, she seemed to be very surprised, “Why would I want a servant or a slave, little Gege is just little Gege, ah.”
Her attitude gave Ji Yongchuan a splitting headache, it was just like a chicken trying to communicate with a duck.
He roughly grabbed her and dragged her into the bed.
His temperature was low, a chill unique to ghosts was revealed.
His cold body pressed against her soft figure. She shivered wildly.
Bai Weiwei stared at him somewhat panicked, her clear eyes entirely filled with his face.
Ji Yongchuan’s pupils were so dark that a few traces of ghost qi came out, “What purpose do you have?”
Bai Weiwei was pinned by him to the point of being a little uncomfortable, she said, “I just want to save you……”
Ji Yongchuan’s pale face revealed a quiet uncanny smile, “Save a ghost?”
A member of the Bai family wanted to save a ghost.
It was the biggest joke the ghost realm had ever seen.
Bai Weiwei frowned, and abruptly said: “You saved me.”
Having said this, she seemed to have finally found some serenity in her mind.
She repeated, “You saved me, you’re a good ghost, you’re very good.”
He was very good, so she saved him.
Ji Yongchuan stared straight at her, as if he were looking at some strange creature.
“Even if I’m a ghost?”