The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"No." Yang Huai'an shook his head quickly, "I just want you to help me, see if I can let Mr. Wei draw a Zhang Ping talisman for my mother, and have a drink with you by the way. After all, we are all friends after experiencing those things together."

After that, he was a little uncomfortable. He has always done things upright, and this time things seem to be inconsistent with his temperament. But after the visit to the haunted house, he always felt that something changed.

I can’t tell where it is, but I’m sure.

"Where is your mother?" Wei Yan lowered his head and glanced at the teacup, his throat moved slightly, and asked.

Yang Huai'an was a little uncomfortable with Mr. Wei's stern tone, but he answered honestly: "In Yanglin Town."

"Yanglin Town?" Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened, and he stretched out his elbow to stab Wei Yan next to him, with a shocked expression on his face: "Coincidentally, the place I am going to is Yanglin Town!"

"Are you going to Yanglin Town?" Yanghuai'an was also a little surprised.

"Yeah, didn't I just pick up a movie? The filming location is in Yanglin Town! Mr. Wei will go with him too!" Zheng Quzhi scratched his head. Isn't this a coincidence?

There was no surprised look on Wei Yan's face, just a little gloomy between his eyebrows, staring at Yang Huai'an calmly.

"That would be better." Yang Huai'an smiled, as if he was relieved, and raised his head to look back at Wei Yan: "Mr. Wei, I don't know if I can ask you to help. Pay attention to whether there is any dirt in Yanglin Town. , There are paper signs..."

"I never give paper charms to anyone at will." Wei Yan retracted his gaze and saw that Zheng Quzhi was about to drink the water poured from Yanghuai'an. He stretched out his hand to press his wrist, looked at Zheng Quzhi, but said to Yang Huai'an: "But Lianhuan I can pay attention to the murderer."

Zheng Quzhi was actually a little thirsty. Seeing Wei Yan holding his wrist, he couldn't help asking, "Mr. Wei, what are you doing?"

"It's time to go." Wei Yan got up, without loose hands, pulling Zheng Quzhi to get up. Zheng Quzhi was stunned and he was about to pounce on the ground, and Wei Yan took a step towards him.

Zheng Quzhi put his hands on Wei Yan's shoulders and barely stabilized his body. Suddenly, his eyes condensed slightly, and suddenly he realized that he and Wei Yan's height were somewhat matched. What's the matter?

Holding it in this way, his chin could just rest on Wei Yan's shoulder.

and many more……! ! !

Zheng Qu knew his pupils shrank slightly, and quickly stepped back. Damn, what dirty thoughts are in his mind! ! As soon as he turned his head, Yang Huaian looked at himself and Wei Yan with complicated and shocked faces, and his scalp numb immediately.

"Little sheep..." Zheng Quzhi tried to explain.

"It's okay, I don't discriminate." Yang Huaian quickly said righteously.

Zheng Quzhi: "No, Mr. Wei and I are not what you think..."

Before that two words were uttered, Wei Yan interrupted him: "Let's go."

Zheng Quzhi choked, glanced at Wei Yan with complicated eyes, moved his lips, and said the whole thing: "We are all straight men of steel, not what you think."

A trace of discomfort flashed in Wei Yan's eyes. Without a look at Zheng Quzhi, he turned and walked out. Even the back figure revealed a little annoyance, Zheng Quzhi's eyelids jumped fiercely and followed.

Obviously the two of them were about the same height, but Zheng Quzhi was only a few steps slower, and when he went out, he couldn't see Wei Yan. Zheng Quzhi said hey, and hurried halfway downstairs.

Finally, I saw Wei Yan again in the car.

Zheng Quzhi sat in the back seat and looked at the back of Wei Yan's head for a long time before saying: "Mr. Wei, are you still going?"

Wei Yan’s car was always dark. Zheng Quzhi was sitting behind the passenger seat, and he could still see Wei Yan’s side face, but he still couldn’t really understand Wei Yan’s expression. He couldn’t figure out why Wei Yan was in the end. **** off.

"What if I don't leave?" Wei Yan's voice was much colder than before, like a chill that penetrated into the hearts of people, and Zheng Quzhi trembled in a daze.

"Oh, you can be happy." Zheng Quzhi asked himself to be boring, and moved his eyes awkwardly after touching his nose. After thinking about it, he took out the earphones and put them into his ears. After playing the music, he leaned on the seat cushion and closed his eyes.

Wei Yan's eyes grew colder, looking at someone's calm face in the rearview mirror, his expression a little ugly.

Half an hour passed

Zheng Quzhi's mouth twitched slightly, and finally opened his eyes and tore off the earphones. Some looked at the man in the driver's seat unbearably: "Mr. Wei, when will your anger disappear?"

Is it over? ? ! ! !

Hearing that, Wei Yan's tight jaw line was a little loose, but he still looked out the window, and his toneless tone sounded in the quiet car: "I'm not angry, how can I calm down?"

Zheng Quzhi: "..." Did you **** tell Lao Tzu that you're not angry? Tsundere is not so arrogant!

"Well, you are not angry." In the end, Zheng Quzhi chose to coax Wei Yan. After all, people are big brothers, and it's normal to have a little temper, just coax more.

The carriage was quiet for a while, Zheng Quzhi thought for a while, twisted the door to get off the car.

Wei Yan, who had been looking out the window, suddenly turned his head and stared at Zheng Quzhi with furrowed brows, his tone was a little flustered: "Where to go?!"

Zheng Quzhi was startled, and subconsciously said: "Sit next to you."

Originally, he was afraid that Wei Yan's anger would spread on him, so he chose to sit in the back conservatively, but seeing that Wei Yan didn't calm down, he wanted to sit in the front so that he could coax Wei Yan more efficiently!

Sitting behind can't see how he looks.

Hearing this, Wei Yan's expression was slightly stiff, and he abruptly looked away, pursing his lips and stopped talking. However, the fingers on the steering wheel began to move unconsciously.

There was movement next to him, and Zheng Quzhi had already sat up. With just a sound, Zheng Quzhi's breath rushed over unexpectedly.

Wei Yan was stunned, watching Zheng Quzhi leaning over half of his body, and...helping him fasten his seat belt.

"Mr. Wei, you have to wear a seat belt when driving." Zheng Quzhi reminded with a smile. After speaking, he fumbled in his pocket again, and took out a piece of candy, "Hey, candy for you, don't be angry."

Although I don't know where to upset him, I just need to coax him, and do whatever he wants.

Wei Yan moved his hands, started the engine blankly, his thin lips opened slightly: "I'm not angry."

Zheng Quzhi raised his eyebrows, tore open the candy packaging, and handed it to Wei Yan: "Well, I see."

Wei Yan cast his eyes down and opened his lips.

Zheng Quzhi:? ? ?

Seeing Zheng Quzhi's motionlessness, Wei Yan frowned again, tilted his head to look at Zheng Quzhi, eyes full of displeasure, and his thin lips still stubbornly opened.

Zheng Quzhi's eyelids twitched, handed the sugar over, and silently called ancestor in his heart.

Wei Yan lowered his head slightly, put the sugar in his mouth, as if inadvertently, gently bit the man's finger, and let it go without any greed.