Daqing Mountain is lush and green and very beautiful.
But for Shen Rangchen, this was a bit boring. After all, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, after seeing it for more than a thousand years, one would get tired of it.
What's more, Chen Rangchen is a ghost who can't feel the changes of spring, autumn, cold and heat except for the endless cold and silence?
Therefore, when Shen Rangchen received the message from Qiao Qiao, he raised his eyebrows, but he was still somewhat happy in his heart.
Knowing that Shen Rangchen was going out, the ghost servants in the entire underground palace also started to move.
"Master... please change your clothes..."
A waitress in red knelt on the ground and respectfully presented a black and gold-embroidered robe that had been fumigated with ambergris yesterday.
Shen Rangchen glanced at it, but suddenly changed his mind, "Change to the one with a gold background and black patterns."
“???”
Hearing Shen Rangchen's words, the red-dressed waitress who had just seemed very well-behaved couldn't help but show a look of death in surprise:
The black-patterned robe with a gold background was a burial item worn by Shen Rangchen after his death. It was woven entirely with gold threads and looked very magnificent.
Before today, Shen Rangchen had always disliked it for being formless and too vulgar.
Why is it that today, I was asked to wear it?
Thinking of this, the waitress in red not only looked like she had been poisoned to death, but she even couldn't help but look at the sun outside to see if it was rising from the west.
Of course, even if the sun rose from the west, the red-dressed maid did not dare to question her master's decision. After being surprised, she still met Shen Rangchen's request as quickly as possible.
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"Why? You're so enthusiastic today, do you have something to ask of me?"
Ten minutes later, just as Qiao Qiao stepped into Qingfeng Temple, Chen Rangchen, dressed in extremely flashy clothes, appeared like a light bulb.
He was wearing a golden embroidered robe and holding a black gold-painted umbrella. He had beautiful eyebrows and eyes and outstanding temperament. He blew open the door of Qingfeng Temple without any hesitation under the rare strong sun on the top of the mountain.
It doesn't look like a ghost, but more like a seductive goblin!
Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment.
It's not the body that's stunned, it's the spirit!
How much is such a big piece of gold clothing worth?!
"Yes...I need your help with something."
"explain!"
Qiao Qiao listened to Shen Rangchen's slightly disdainful voice, looked at the dazzling golden clothes on Shen Rangchen's body, and couldn't help but wipe the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth, while speaking uncontrollably, "I want to ask you... to help me take off your clothes."
Shen Rangchen: “…”
Ten minutes ago, Chen Rangchen thought about how Qiao Qiao would react if he wore this dress. But he never expected that Qiao Qiao would react like this!
"Do you think I'm such a casual..." ghost?
Shen Rangchen sneered and retorted, but before he could finish his words, he saw Qiao Qiao with a tearful look in his eyes, chin raised, and eager eyes coming towards him.
Especially not reserved!
"If you don't want to, I can do it myself."
Shen Rangchen: “…”
Chen Rangchen looked at Qiao Qiao's slightly flushed, lively face, and suddenly couldn't help but think of the cloth he had signed at that time.
He didn't know why, but he was angry and felt numb in his heart at the same time, and the whole ghost became weird.
He felt that his brain was turning into a mess, and for a moment, he was speechless.
And when he finally reacted and wanted to speak, he suddenly felt a force of heaven and earth emerging through the contract with ghosts and gods, which bound him tightly.
It’s the judge’s pen!
Shen Rangchen, who had fought several times in the underworld, understood what was happening almost at this moment.
What paste?
What's fresh?
Now Chen Rangchen only felt his heart pounding, his head swollen, and he was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack and then a cerebral infarction!
Because at the moment Shen Rangchen realized that something was wrong, he felt his hands, uncontrollably, touching his collar... his inside... his belt...
Qiao Qiao not only wanted the outer coat, she even wanted to see if Shen Rangchen's inner clothes were also made of gold!
It’s true, I want to do it myself!
"hateful!"
Shen Rangchen used up all his strength, but was unable to break free from the restraints. He could only try his best to make his movements...slow...slow...and slower.
He was so angry that even his dead face had turned pale. He gnashed his teeth at Qiao Qiao and said, "Qiao Erniu, stop right there!"
Hearing this, Qiao Erniu shuddered and almost woke up.
Hadn't the old man thrown this name into a corner long ago due to her insistence, and agreed that no one was allowed to mention it again?
Why would the top guy on the list also shout?
But soon, Qiao Erniu no longer had time to care about that.
Slender fingers slid across the delicate porcelain-like skin.
The man in front of her moved extremely slowly, but that made him look even more sexy.
The plain white contrasted with the bright black, and Qiao Qiao suddenly felt an itchy throat for some reason.
She couldn't tell for a moment whether she was craving the golden clothes or the ghost Chen Rangchen.
"Shashasha."
While sucking her saliva, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but reach out to Chen Rangchen.
Finally, finally, her hand touched Shen Rangchen's...golden clothes.
Golden!
It’s really made of gold!
How nice it would be if this were hers!
Qiao Qiao was so greedy that his mouth was actually watering.
"Qiao Erniu!" Shen Rangchen gritted his teeth!
He was already stripped down like this, but what she cared about most was his golden clothes?
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