The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

From beginning to end, I didn't pay attention to who opened the door.

Also, is the door open or closed now?

The rain outside got heavier, there were no umbrellas here, and they couldn't see the gate clearly. Lin Niansi let out a heavy sigh, something strange... really has two brushes.

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"Wu Keyou, are you 23 this year?" On the way, Zheng Quzhi casually talked to Wu Keyou.

"Yes, one year younger than you." Wu Keyu's voice was smiling, "I have to call you brother too!"

Zheng Quzhi pulled on his mask and said nothing.

When he reached the door of Wei Yan's room, Wu Keyou stopped and knew to Zheng Qu: "I am waiting for you at the door."

"Let's go in together." Zheng Quzhi looked at Wu Keyou and said with a smile: "Mr. Wei is not a scourge, are you afraid of him?"

A very inferior aggressive method, but it happened to make Wu Keyou a little more angry between his eyebrows. A hostility flashed in his eyes, and his voice became low: "Will I be afraid of him?"

Zheng Quzhi raised his eyebrows, moved aside, and gave a place to raise his eyebrows slightly: "Then you come?"

Wu Keyou sneered, and the corner of his mouth under the mask was silently provoked. He stood still in front of the door, his chin was slightly raised, and knocked on the door slightly proudly.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Quzhi pursed his lips.

Only three times, the people inside opened the door. Wei Yan looked in good spirits, with red lips and white teeth. After opening the door, he only glanced in Zheng Quzhi's direction. After that, he looked at Wu Keyou indifferently, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Wei, did the program crew just come over to open the door?" Wu Keyu couldn't see any emotions while wearing a mask, but his voice was very flat and his tone was not as pungent as before.

Wei Yan frowned, hesitating.

Yu Guangzhong caught a glimpse of Zheng Quzhi who had been hiding in the corner. His thoughts settled. Wei Yanmu said with a face: "Have you guys from the program group told you? Unless someone is dead, they will never open the door."

Zheng Quzhi's face suddenly changed, and he was about to rush downstairs when he lifted his foot. Wei Yan said in time: "Tonight, you must be careful."

"Huh? Okay, thank you Mr. Wei for reminding." Wu Keyou was taken aback, then nodded.

Zheng Quzhi paused and said nothing, and the eager eagerness who wanted to kick the door went away a lot. He didn't have the guts to turn his head and waved his hand back with haha, "I see..."

"You stay." Wei Yan said again.

Wu Keyou's eyes flickered, and after a mocking laugh, he lifted his foot and left. When passing by Zheng Quzhi, he slammed him provocatively and whispered: "Little white face."

Zheng Quzhi: "Fuck your mother's little white face!"

Wu Keyu's face became stiff, and he didn't expect Zheng Quzhi to curse directly and carelessly. In just a few seconds, he adjusted his emotions and asked with surprise: "What are you doing so scolding me?"

Zheng Quzhi's face was sullen, and as soon as he was about to slap him, the hat on the back of his neck was grabbed by someone. Before he could speak, he was dragged into the house.

Snapped--

The door closed heavily.

Wu Keyou proudly pulls on the opening cover, as is the case with the well-known Mr. Wei.

Inside the house.

Zheng Quzhi pulled Wei Yan's hand away, took a few steps back to tidy his clothes, looked up at Wei Yan, realized that he couldn't figure out his emotions, first took the initiative and said with a grin: "What? Something?"

After watching him for a long while, Wei Yan turned around and opened the box in the corner, squatting on the ground to reveal the contents, and said in a deep voice, "What are you going to eat?"

Uh……

Zheng Quzhi swallowed, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "Where did it come from?" There was no such box in the corner before?

A scent faintly floated out, Zheng Quzhi went to close the window with some guilty conscience, then opened the window after thinking about it, and closed the window again after a long while, his eyebrows twisted into a lump.

Is it not easy to be noticed when the window is closed or when it is open?

"Xin Tong sent it here." Seeing Zheng Quzhi's actions, Wei Yan had a little smile in his eyes, pressing the corner of his mouth that he wanted to pick up, he coughed slightly and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

So Zheng Quzhi didn't care about the embarrassment and guilty conscience, so he hurriedly squatted down beside Wei Yan, stretched his neck to look at the contents of the box.

The package on the top looks like that from a super famous restaurant, the one on the left is KFC, and the one on the bottom seems to be hot and sour fish with a smell.

Zheng Quzhi swallowed wildly and lowered his voice: "Can I have all of them?"

Wei Yan had no expression on Junlang's face. He just reached out and tore off Zheng Quzhi's mask, leaned slightly and pecked on his lips, and nodded solemnly: "Yes." It's yours if you kiss.

In fact, this action was only a few seconds of effort, but Zheng Quzhi was stunned for most of the day.

His face flushed again, and he whispered, "Why do you always use your hands!"

Wei Yan was taken aback: "I don't have one."

The voice has to be aggrieved and aggrieved, righteous words look like being wronged and killed. Staring at Wei Yan’s handsome face, Zheng Quzhi was defeated. Okay, Wei Yan didn’t move his feet either, he just moved his mouth...

The stomach had already sung about the empty city plan. Zheng Quzhi took out the things one by one, and couldn't help but sighed: "How did Luo Xintong get in? Isn't it locked outside? There are surveillance around!"

"It's okay, the surveillance can't photograph him." Wei Yan got up and sat on a stool beside him.

In fact, Zheng Quzhi regretted after saying those few words. Isn't this stupid? Luo Xintong is not a human being at all, he must have his own way to get in, can he still be photographed by surveillance...

Opening a box and looking at the fragrant Yangzhou fried rice inside, Zheng Qu knew his eyes were gleaming, and after a few mouthfuls with a spoon, he remembered to ask Wei Yan, "Have you eaten?"

Wei Yan leaned forward, bent over and looked at Zheng Quzhi who was squatting on the ground, his thin red lips lightly opened: "No."

Zheng Quzhi moved back, picked a light-looking lunch box from the box, and threw it over: "Then you can eat it quickly."

After finishing speaking, he finished the fried rice with the fastest speed, he burped contentedly, looked at the remaining lunch boxes in the box, and looked at Wei Yan hesitantly: "Anyway, you can't eat that much, I will bring some Other people eat?"

Wei Yan's face sank, "No."

Zheng Quzhi: "..." This meanie!

After a long silence, he got up, scratching his head awkwardly, "I have to go back, they should have opinions when there are no people."

Wei Yan frowned: "You still have the smell on your body, are you sure you want to go back like this?"

When Wei Yan said this, Zheng Quzhi reacted. He picked up the clothes and put them in front of his nose to sniff, and his face went dark: I knew I wouldn't eat anything that tasted!

Busy opening the window, unexpectedly the rain outside was heavy again, the rain splashed on his face. Zheng Quzhi quickly closed the window with a dark face, a little dry.