Bai Jingtang paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at the busy scene of humans outside and said, "Well, I'm glad to know."
Why isn’t it dark yet? Why hasn’t he come back yet?
At this time, Bai Jinglang suddenly understood the importance of mobile phones. The sound that Lin Su could hear when they were halfway up the mountain before was due to the power of the paper people who had sneaked out. Now he had no way to step out of the Bai family's house.
Bai Jinglang held his face and pondered for a moment, then took out a piece of paper from a cabinet and folded it in his hands. A moment later, a thousand paper cranes fell into his hands.
The fingers turned slightly, and the dark power pulled from the surrounding
Pull it, and then it sank into the body of the paper crane.
The paper crane that had been sitting quietly flew out from his white palm. When it passed in front of the workers, they seemed not to notice it and were busy with their own things.
The paper crane flew all the way until it found Lin Su's scent, flew directly through his window, and then landed on his desk. Bai Jinglang's voice came from inside: "When will you be back?"
Lin Su was looking at those miscellaneous notes, and was a little surprised when a paper crane suddenly fell out, but when he heard the sound in it, his nerves relaxed.
This was all that was transmitted over a thousand miles of sound transmission. The little guy is indeed a bit clingy.
Lin Su stretched out his hand to fiddle with the paper crane, but he couldn't find a way to make his voice transmitted back. It seemed that he had no choice but to go back.
Lin Su stood up and sorted the books. His fingers paused for a moment, and he piled all the books together without taking them with him.
It's not that I don't dare to show them to him, but these books record his past. If they are placed in front of him, it will be like a constant reminder of the past. People can slowly forget those scars as time goes by, but they cannot keep adding salt to them and evoke their painful memories.
If you want to know about Bai Jingtang's past, these books are just side stories. What you really need to know is the little guy himself.
Lin Su drove there and it was already night when he arrived. The Bai family's house was still lit by candlelight, but with a little more white light.
He didn't notice anything when he stepped into the yard, but when he arrived in front of his bedroom, he found that the light in the room was bright and dim, and at the same time, the ghosts made very surprised sounds.
"Master, this is exactly the same as what humans have outside."
“So bright!”
"Well, it's amazing."
"This is called an electric light." Bai Jinglang knew this, but in his era, this kind of light was still very dim, unlike now, when it is turned on, it is no different from daytime.
"Young Master is amazing, he knows everything."
"I've seen some on the roadside. They're very bright. We only seem to have one or two here. How about we go pick some off the roadside?"
"That would be considered a supernatural event." Lin Su opened the door and saw the scene inside clearly.
A group of ghosts gathered around the switch, one turning it on and the other off, treating it as a game.
"The young lady is back."
"You came back so early today." said the paper maid.
"Well, it was over quickly, and my family was pressing me." Lin Su walked up to Bai Jinglang, lowered his head, hugged his waist, kissed him on the cheek and said, "I'm back."
There were still a bunch of ghosts surrounding them. Bai Jingyan's eyes were a little wide. Even though his heart had stopped beating, he still felt flustered: "You...what are you doing?"
"Kiss you." Lin Su said frankly.
Bai Jingtang turned around and looked at the ghosts around him. Some of them were surprised, some were watching the show, and some were envious. He forced himself to calm down and said, "Everyone, go out."
"Okay, young master." A group of ghosts rushed out without even opening the door.
When only one person and one ghost were left, Lin Su looked down at him and said, "Did you miss me?"
Bai Jingtang couldn't figure out why he could say such bluntly, but he did miss him: "Well, did you have people install all these things?"
He was obviously trying to change the subject, so Lin Su didn't expose it and said with a smile, "Well, I contacted Master Zhang to do it. You just need to remove the ghost power above the house, and you will be able to connect to the signal."
Lin Su looked around the room and when he saw the TV cabinet against the wall that looked a bit out of place, he turned on the wireless equipment on it.
"Hmm..." Bai Jinglang withdrew the power above the house, but did not remove the power surrounding it.
The candlelight that had previously filled the mansion disappeared, leaving only the ceiling light that illuminated the entire house, making the house as bright as day.
"Then what?" Bai Jinglang asked, looking at his figure.
I didn't think so before, I just thought he was good-looking among humans, but I was a little prejudiced against him because he hired a Kumantong.
Now that they have a friendship, Bai Jinglang finds that this man is really tall and has long legs. Although his clothes are different from those of the ghosts here and are more Western, Bai Jinglang finds that he can't find anyone who is more suitable for this outfit than him.
Lin Su turned on various switches and met his gaze when he turned around. He looked directly over, but Bai Jinglang, who was originally staring at him, unconsciously shifted his gaze.
This deviation in vision made Bai Jingtang speechless for a moment. As the Ghost King, how could he be defeated by the sight of a human? He turned his gaze back and tried to regain the initiative, but found a smile flashed in Lin Su's eyes, and this smile made Bai Jingtang feel flustered again.
Lin Su sat on the chair opposite the TV, then stretched out his hand towards Bai Jingtang and said, "Baby, come here."
Bai Jinglang walked over, his feelings for this person were deep and lasting, and he didn't know where they came from. His feelings for this person had been tempered by a hundred years. Perhaps some people would forget someone they had only been with for a few days in such a period of time, but for him, he never forgot him at any moment.
Instead, it was so thick that he was afraid of scaring Lin Su.
"You used to call me Jinglang." Bai Jinglang said.
Now the change to "baby baby" is easier to pronounce.
"We are husband and wife. Just calling each other by our first names is too unfamiliar. If you don't like the name 'baby'," Lin Su took his hand, clasped the Ghost King's waist and held him in his arms. "Then I'll change it. Tangtang, how about this name?"
It's soft and sweet, and sounds more intimate than baby.
Lin Su had only pondered for a moment before coming up with this nickname, but when he called it that way, he felt as if the name had a familiarity engraved into his bones.
Bai Jingtang turned around to look at him, his voice stuck in his throat: "You, you..."
What the hell is this name?
The name sounded very feminine, just like a child's. But when it came out of this person's mouth, Bai Jingjian found that he was only flustered, but not disgusted.
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