After all, no one can hurt her. It can be said to be a ghost, but it doesn't look like a ghost, but I really don't know what kind of existence it is.
As for whether those so-called Taoist priests and Yan Fei's grandmother could do anything to her, no one knew.
Yan Ting thought so, raised his hand and began to unbutton his shirt, and without paying attention to the little girl who was playing happily in his bedroom, he turned and walked towards the bathroom.
When Yan Ting finished his shower, he came out of the bathroom with wet black hair and wearing a bathrobe. His pair of black eyes, which always carried a hint of coldness, looked around, but he didn't see the little girl. He didn't know where she had gone to play on her own.
Yan Ting raised his hand with a towel to wipe his hair, and saw that the screen of the mobile phone he had thrown on the bed was lit.
He narrowed his black eyes slightly, turned around and walked to the bed, lowered his eyes and looked down, and sure enough, he saw that the little girl had entered his phone again, sitting cross-legged in front of his phone screen, holding the stock market app he had just downloaded, with her chin resting on it, and her whole body was almost curled up into a ball.
But he was obedient and didn't eat it. He just lowered his little head and watched.
Although there is no expression on his face, he looks like a greedy person with a mouth-watering look.
'Yan Ting's love value +2, currently -12.'
There was no emotion in Yan Ting's eyes. He raised his hand and tapped the screen of his mobile phone, pressing the stock market icon in the little girl's arms, trying to pull it out.
The little girl refused and held him in his arms, unwilling to let go. He dragged her little body and the app to the side for a short distance.
Finally, he reluctantly let go and watched the app being dragged and put aside.
Chu Ci stood up, looked at the app with reluctance in her eyes, and then looked at him.
She pulled out the sticky note icon from the side, held it in her arms, didn't open it, and looked at him with her little head tilted.
He wasn't angry, but he smacked his lips with a somewhat resentful expression.
Seeing her little movements, Yan Ting couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. He pressed his knuckles against his brows, sat on the bed, and raised his eyebrows, "So delicious?"
Then the little girl's eyes lit up and she nodded.
After becoming like this, Chu Ci couldn't touch anything else, let alone eat anything. She could only touch her phone and the apps in Yan Ting's phone.
When she held it in her arms, she could feel that the apples were fragrant. Some of them smelled like fruit candy, while the apple she had eaten before smelled like vanilla chocolate.
And there was this note in her arms. If she wasn't afraid that she would eat it, Yan Ting would not download another one, and she would have no way to communicate with him. She really wanted to eat it.
Smelling the milky aroma of the Icon wafer biscuits in his arms, Chu Ci hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but take a small bite of its rounded edge.
Then he blinked his eyes and raised his head quickly, puffed out his cheeks, chewed and chewed, and swallowed quickly.
He held the icon with a missing corner in his arms and looked at Yan Ting with a serious face, as if to say, "I'm just demonstrating to you whether it can be eaten, not that I want to eat it."
Seeing her like this, Yan Ting's lips twitched slightly. He put the towel in his hand aside, stood up, dug out some clothes from the closet, and said nonchalantly, "Clean up the table, and then stay here quietly."
'Yan Ting's love value +3, currently -9.'
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