A Night for Two

"What's wrong with me? There are people more handsome than me who wouldn't even look at you!"

Yan Dongxu looked disgruntled as he jokingly said while walking over, "Open the door! Let me show you how great I am!"

He pushed the door a couple of times, only to find that Zhao Qingqing had locked it.

"Stop dreaming! What makes you think a toad like you deserves a swan like me? Go find your Xu Yiyi and Sun Shiyun! This young lady won't serve you!"

Zhao Qingqing leaned against the door as her heart raced faster.

Yan Dongxu made her feel very special.

This guy was not afraid of her at all, acting casually and vulgarly all day.

He would constantly make outrageous remarks to her, which oddly made her find him very amusing.

Perhaps she was too used to people being polite to her. Yan Dongxu's eccentricity added a different flavor to her life.

"Tsk, sounds sour! I see you're just jealous. To be honest, don't you have dishonorable intentions towards me?"

Yan Dongxu grinned wickedly as he jumped wildly on the grave, afraid he wasn't dying fast enough.

"Shameless! Go away! I can't be bothered with you."

Zhao Qingqing coquettishly scolded him, then ignored him.

Yan Dongxu used his abilities to see Zhao Qingqing get into bed in the room. An idea immediately came to his wicked mind.

"Humph! Go ahead and sleep, I'd like to see you actually fall asleep!"

He turned off the TV and went back to the bedroom.

He didn't stream, because given the current situation, the streaming effect in the morning was much better than at night.

Lying in bed, after about half an hour when he saw that Zhao Qingqing was starting to get drowsy.

A wicked smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Using his spatial abilities, he teleported a teacup from the kitchen onto Zhao Qingqing's body and gently scratched her with it, then instantly teleported the teacup back.

In that instant, Zhao Qingqing, who was just about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up with a shock.

She pressed the switch by the bed to turn on the light, and looked around the bedroom in horror.

Nothing was there!

A hallucination?

But what about that clear sensation?

A look of fright gradually appeared on her face, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

Lying in bed in his room, Yan Dongxu used his abilities to see Zhao Qingqing's ghost-like expression, and laughed out loud directly.

"Hahahaha, scared you to death, didn't I?"

He muttered to himself as he kept observing Zhao Qingqing's state.

Soon, Zhao Qingqing turned off the lights uneasily, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, wide awake and alert.

Yan Dongxu looked meaningful, thinking he would tease her again in a bit.

Half an hour later, the frightened Zhao Qingqing relaxed again, also letting down her guard, thinking it must have been a hallucination.

Suddenly, she felt something scratching the sole of her foot.

She immediately broke out in cold sweat and jumped out of bed, crying out, "Who is it? Who's there?"

She turned on the light to check, but found there was still no one, and nothing that could have caused that sensation.

She opened the door and shouted loudly, "Yan Dongxu, which room are you in?"

"Is your house haunted? Come out quick!"

Trying hard to restrain his laughter, Yan Dongxu messed up his hair and opened his bedroom door, pretending to be half-asleep.

"Sis, what's wrong again? Why are you wailing like ghosts and wolves so late at night?"

"There are no such things as ghosts in this world! If you want to sleep with me, don't use such outlandish excuses!"

Seeing Yan Dongxu's shameless appearance, Zhao Qingqing was furious.

"Ugh! Who wants to sleep with you? This crummy house of yours really is haunted. Is it a murder house?!"

"Let's switch rooms! You take mine, so you'll see!"

Wanting to get Yan Dongxu killed, Zhao Qingqing directly pushed him into the bedroom she had just slept in.

Then she ran into the room Yan Dongxu had been sleeping in.

"Tsk tsk, I gotta say, sleeping in a small bed makes this girl sleep so soundly."

Yan Dongxu sniffed the fragrant smell on the pillow, wondering what shampoo Zhao Qingqing used that made it smell so nice.

As it turned out, switching rooms was useless.

Yan Dongxu teased Zhao Qingqing two more times, and she went "crazy".

"Is it really haunted?"

Yan Dongxu took out the nine palaces divination cards and amethyst gourd Zhou Quan had given him, pretending to be terrified as he observed the room with Zhao Qingqing.

He couldn't help but become self-satisfied, thinking that with his acting skills, he could definitely become an actor.

After training for a few years, he would certainly become a veteran.

His acting was flawless, completely fooling the silly Zhao Qingqing.

"Wow! The nine palaces cards are shaking! Could you have some evil item on you?"

Yan Dongxu used his spatial abilities to make the nine palaces cards shake.

Especially after hanging them on Zhao Qingqing's body, he increased the vibration frequency.

"What to do? What to do now?" Zhao Qingqing's small face turned pale from fear, and she was stupefied.

"What to do? It doesn't seem my house is haunted, but some mischievous spirit is clinging to you. Why don't you just go back and stay at your own place?" Yan Dongxu said with a serious look.

"My brother Zhou Quan can come over tomorrow and exorcise you?"

"With the Dragon Tiger Mountain Taoist master himself performing the exorcism, any ghosts will certainly be dispelled. I just don't know if you can make it through tonight!"

After hearing this, Zhao Qingqing almost twisted her nose crooked from anger.

She thought, this man really is useless!

It was no longer about him running off when there was trouble, but about him driving her away when there was trouble!

Too shameless!

"Say that again!!!" Zhao Qingqing was so angry she gasped for breath, looking ready to get physical.

When Yan Dongxu was in danger, she didn't leave at the first chance, and even disregarded the danger wanting to take him along.

Now that she herself was in trouble, Yan Dongxu didn't hesitate to drive her out at the first word, decisively!

"Uh...sis, you see the cards are shaking, must be some fierce ghost."

"Why don't you hang in there yourself for tonight, and I'll have my brother Zhou Quan come over tomorrow to exorcise you?"

"With exorcism done personally by the Dragon Tiger Mountain Taoist master, any ghosts will surely be dispelled. I just don't know if you can survive tonight!"

Zhao Qingqing was so angry her eyes rolled back, grabbing Yan Dongxu's arm and heading straight for the bedroom.

"Even if I'm tormented to death by evil spirits, I'm taking you down with me! Come sleep with me!!!"

Seeing that Zhao Qingqing had finally said it, Yan Dongxu grinned from ear to ear, thinking if only you had said so earlier, I wouldn't have had to act so hard.

The two lay in bed staring at each other.

Zhao Qingqing had marked a clear boundary on the 1.8 by 2 meter bed.

Yan Dongxu couldn't cross it at all. If he tried to sneak his feet over a bit, Zhao Qingqing immediately gave him a look like she wanted to chop him up.

Yan Dongxu sighed internally, cursing Zhao Qingqing for forcing his hand.

He lightly used his spatial power, and the nine palaces cards in Zhao Qingqing's hand suddenly shook violently.

"It's here! It's here! It's here!" Zhao Qingqing's face lost color as she exclaimed.

Yan Dongxu leaned over to look, and the vibration frequency of the cards suddenly decreased a lot.

"Hm? What's going on?" Zhao Qingqing looked puzzled.

Yan Dongxu laughed, "Maybe because I'm a man, I have strong yang energy. Ghosts are all afraid of yang energy, right?"

"Pah! With your weak state, how could you have yang energy?"

Zhao Qingqing didn't believe him. She pulled away again, and the cards shook violently once more.

"You...come closer!" Zhao Qingqing said with a red face.

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