The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"Xing Ba." Wei Chen patted his clothes. "I have lived for a thousand years, but I haven't tried the food and life of this era. How about taking me to experience this day?"

"Don't give me bitterness cards!" Zheng Quzhi stepped back: "I don't have much money with me."

This is true. Who would bring money with him? The money he bought from China before was still dug out of his trouser pocket. If it were put in the real world, he and Wei Yan were still wearing pajamas, how could they have money.

"It's okay, I have money." Wei Chen glanced at him: "Don't you want to be so double-standard? Aren't Wei Yan and I the same face?"

"Hey, do you have the word double label?" Zheng Quzhi laughed: "I think you are quite fashionable? You should have experienced things in this world a long time ago, right?"

Wei Chen found out that he had leaked his mouth, and silently replied shamelessly: "It's true that I haven't been abroad. Wei Yan doesn't like flying. I haven't been out a few times with him, so you take it. Let me play."

As he talked, it seemed to have the meaning of acting like a baby.

Zheng Quzhi: "..."

Is it interesting for a big man to act like this?

It's boring, but we can't really let Wei Chen ignore it, after all, this is Wei Yan's body.

"Xing Ba." He compromised, but he couldn't help but said: "Take you to meet the world, so as not to be like a tubao with grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden."

Anyway, the goal is achieved, it doesn't matter to be stunned, Wei Chen squinted his eyes, and climbed up on Zheng Quzhi's shoulder: "Let's go, look at the one in front of it that seems pretty good."

Wei Chen seemed to be simply trying to understand foreign affairs, and he was not as difficult to serve as Zheng Quzhi imagined, at least he didn't buy anything, he didn't want to ask for anything.

It's just that there are too many words along the way, like a curious baby.

"what is that?"

"The lantern?"

"Why is there a different light?"

"That's why it's called a colored lantern. If you are a white light, you can't be called a white light."

Regarding Zheng Qu's unceremonious explanation, Wei Chen pursed his lips, his eyes were a little sad, quietly looking at the colorful lanterns hanging on the tree, looking a little melancholy.

Zheng Quzhi was inexplicably guilty. After a few seconds of silence, his tone eased a little: "What's so beautiful about colored lights? You can only see how good the fireworks are."

"I've seen fireworks." Wei Chen regained his coquettish appearance, with a flat voice: "Fireworks are beautiful, but they are fleeting, so I don't like them."

It's not as good as this colored light, which lights up when you want it to light up. It is easy to control and has a long survival time.

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi agreed, but Wei Yan liked fireworks. Once he went out to watch the night scene with Wei Yan. After seeing the fireworks, Wei Yan rarely stopped to watch for a while.

At that time he asked Wei Yan if he likes fireworks, but the result was true, but he didn't say the reason, which made him always want to know.

"Then I will buy you a lantern?" Zheng Quzhi asked Wei Chen after thinking about it.

Wei Chen shook his head: "You don't have to have it if you like it."

"Why don't you like it?" Zheng Quzhi frowned, and found that he had different opinions from Wei Chen again: "If I like it, why not buy it? It's not that there is no money."

Wei Chen Liangliang glanced at him: "You know what a fart!"

When you have it, maybe it's not the kind of feeling you want.

However, he couldn't understand what Zheng Quzhi was in love with someone who couldn't help himself. Wei Chen raised his foot and continued to walk forward.

There were a lot of people on the streets and alleys, and it was already night. I have to say that the night view of Chinatown is still good. Many people who come and go will look at Zheng Quzhi and Wei Chen from time to time, but Zheng Quzhi and Wei Chen didn't care much, and finally stopped at a hot pot restaurant. .

"Speaking of it, I haven't invited you to hot pot." Zheng Quzhi turned his head and smiled at Wei Chen: "It looks like you have never eaten hot pot. I just have this opportunity today. Let me invite you."

Wei Chen looked up at the sign and nodded: "Well, I haven't eaten it."

Wei Yan always loves light things, and he rarely comes out. As long as he comes out, he must be in Wei's house, and he rarely goes out.

The hot pot owner is very enthusiastic, he is an authentic Chinese, speaks with a strong accent, and listens very kindly. As always, Zheng Qu ordered a mandarin duck pot.

Just when the boss left, I saw Wei Chen's ambiguous sight.

"What? What do you think of me like this?" Zheng Quzhi was stunned, his heart fluttered.

"Mandarin duck pot?" Wei Chen smiled very evilly, "Are you going to be a mandarin duck with me?"

Zheng Quzhi: "..."

Damn, he should order the spicy pot, this little bastard.

"Why don't you speak?" Wei Chen smiled even harder when Zheng Quzhi didn't say a word: "Could it be shy? Hahahaha..."

"I'm speechless." Zheng Quzhi smiled, "Sometimes I think you are quite mentally retarded."

Too much care with a mentally retarded person will only lower his IQ. Zheng Qu knows this well, so he ignored Wei Chen and played with his mobile phone.

I have to say that the wall clock is quite humane. Not only did he get some money out of his trouser pocket, but he also brought his mobile phone, so that his life here would not be boring.

He tried to call Cai Qian, but he was not in the service area. I tried to post another Weibo, but it still didn't work.

"Hey, I haven't been discovered by others!" Zheng Quzhi shook his head. He just happened to see the food coming up, so he simply put down the phone and looked at the boiling pot with interest.

"It doesn't look very clean." Wei Chen looked at the pot for a long time before finally speaking.

"Poison can't kill you." Zheng Quzhi snorted, and poured a plate of potato chips into the clear soup and spicy pot.

Upon seeing this, Wei Chen also stretched out his hand to carry a plate, and was about to pour the dish down, but Zheng Quzhi quickly pressed his hand. Wei Chen looked up puzzled: "Huh? What's the matter?"

"Let me come." Zheng Quzhi took a close look at Wei Chen's hand, and then relaxed when he saw that there was nothing splashed. He was afraid that Wei Chen would misunderstand him and added: "You haven't done this before, don't burn your hands."

There is another sentence that Zheng Quzhi did not say, this is Wei Yan's body, if it is burned, Wei Yan will suffer the crime in the end, he will not bear it.

Wei Chen laughed. He didn't know whether he guessed it or not. He only joked with unknown meaning: "It seems that you are quite distressed."

Zheng Qu knows whether he is uncomfortable, although he used to look quite heartless, but after getting along for a long time, he will know that he is a very considerate person. Hey, isn't such a good man just right to match the good Wei Yan?

Thinking of this, he raised his head and glanced at Wei Chen: "Did I tell you that I want to marry Wei Yan?"

Hearing this, Wei Chen twitched his lips: "What do you mean?"

"Oh, that's it." Zheng Quzhi lowered his eyes, paused and asked: "Do you think Wei Yan would like such a sudden marriage proposal?"