Male God Please Lie Down

Do you want to eat it? "

Si Qingming ate something and took another sip of the soup before asking aloud.

"I have finished eating!?"

Tracing shrugged, indicating that he was full.

"This is really delicious. It's almost the same as the one I used to eat. It's really worthy of a century of inheritance!"

Trace to the source expressed great satisfaction, and his gaze also looked at the centuries-old plaque on one side.

"You... ate......"

Si Qingming is really inexplicable, did she really eat this?

She really couldn't see it at all. The things on the table didn't move at all. He told himself that he had already eaten it.

When she is blind, or when she is stupid.

"When I eat, I just need to smell it. After all, I am a ghost. How can I use my mouth to actually eat?"

Tracing the fact that he said this, looking at Si Qingming's eyes is like looking at an idiot.

"..."

Si Qingming felt that he was really going to vomit blood, this guy is really cheating.

"I said before, you ordered a bit too much."

Tracing the source said again, striving for this matter has nothing to do with him.

"Shut up!!!"

Si Qingming finally couldn't help it, and yelled.

The people around looked at her.

Because they couldn't see the source, they always felt that Si Qingming was talking to the air, and in the end he was still arguing with the air.

Si Qingming looked at the noisy roadside stalls, because of his shouting, he stopped talking.

Si Qingming lowered his head feeling a little embarrassed.

The surroundings regained the excitement, but there were more gossips.

"Hey, looking at a beautiful girl, she turned out to be a fool."

"That said, there is a lot of food!"

Hey, it's really pitiful! "

Si Qingming listened to this, his eyes fixed on the source.

This nasty ghost! ! It's really annoying!

Trace to the source is still calm, in fact, in my heart, I can't stop laughing a long time ago.

Si Qingming was in the spirit of not wasting, and with the strange eyes of the people around him, he was eating so hard that he ate this meal.

Si Qingming sat back in his car again, feeling that the food he ate had already reached his throat.

The car seemed to bump, and it was about to vomit.

Tracing continued sitting in the position of the co-pilot, and seeing Si Qingming on one side seemed very uncomfortable.

"Be less next time!"

The traceability reminds me very kindly.

"If I knew, you just smell it when you eat, I wouldn't do it."

Si Qingming rolled his eyes and didn't want to see her.

"Have you seen eating?"

Trace to the source.

"Of course not!"

Si Qingming glared at him.

"That's fine! Blame me!"

Tracing the source with his hands behind his head, he looked out the window.

"I thought you were a different ghost!"

Si Qingming said in a low voice, those in the plot are simply amazing.

"I didn't expect that I was so outstanding in your eyes."

Traced to the source and smiled slightly, with a touch of warmth in his eyebrows.

It is also strange to see the warmth of warmth on a ghost's face.

When the car drove into the house, Si Qingming walked out, and Yuanyuan followed him.

"I want to walk!"