The yin wind was still blowing, which showed that a shy ghost was still angry.

Nan Yuan let him lose her temper. Originally, she was going to draw a piece of clothing by herself, but now that paper, pen and books were blown all over the room, she could only find it online.

There is a popular costume drama recently. The costumes in it are good, and the costumes are gorgeous and exquisite. After walking around, Nan Yuan printed and cut out the red dress of the gentle man number two.

After drawing a complicated rune on the back of the paper clothes, and writing the words "Wan Zhai Yichen", Nan Yuan raised a small flame with her fingertips and set the clothes on fire.

I don't know what kind of fire this fire is, and after the paper is burned, there is no ashes left.

The gloomy wind in the house suddenly subsided.

"Have you received the clothes?" Nan Yuan asked.

"Well, I got it."

A short sentence can also make people feel that Wan Cheng Yichen's hostility has disappeared a lot, "If this kind of thing happens again in the future, please let me know in advance."

"Do you still want to dig my eyes?" Nan Yuan joked.

Wan Zhai Yichen sneered, "Don't think that you gave me a set of clothes, and I don't care about those **** things you did. If there is another time, I will definitely goug out your eyeballs."

Nan Yuan shook her head, the little evil spirit was not very good-tempered.

But looking at his face, she was clearly a beautiful man as gentle as jade.

"Can I take you out for a walk?" Nan Yuan asked.

Wan Cheng Yichen, who was still a little embarrassed at first, suddenly lost her temper.

Even he felt that he was very irritable when he turned into a demon, why was this woman so tolerant to him?

After struggling for a while, the little devil came out of the blood jade hairpin.

Nan Yuan's eyes fell on him, and she nodded with satisfaction, "This dress suits you very well."

He was dressed in a corseted red dress, which matched the blood hosta on his head. The red was not bright red, but rather dark. The wide sleeves and hem were tattooed with orchids. He wore it on his body, with his delicate eyebrows and eyes. Take off a noble and noble son who came out of the palace, with a long body and a jade stand, a personable demeanor, and a noble body.

Wan Cheng Yichen looked at her, her lips were red, her eyebrows were like ink paintings, and her eyes were full of autumnal waves. The anger in her eyes was well hidden by him.

"Don't you want to go out for a walk? You're not leaving yet." Wan Cheng Yichen glanced at her coldly and arrogantly, then looked away.

Nan Yuan smiled.

I don't know what's wrong.

Nan Yuan did not rush to take the little evil ghost out for shopping, but first took him to recognize the modern furniture, "This is an electric lamp, it can be illuminated when it is turned on, this is a refrigerator, and the temperature inside can be maintained at a very low state. , usually used to store food, this is the TV..."

Wan Zhai Yichen pricked up his ears and listened to it before he sneered, "Although I am a thousand years old, I am not stupid. I have ghost realms of all ages, I know all this."

Nan Yuan nodded and replied: "Well, you know, you're smart, I'm just introducing you again out of courtesy. Now, I'll take you out to see the busy high-rise buildings outside."

Nan Yuan held up a black umbrella and covered Wan Chengyichen under the umbrella.

"Except the noon sun will burn me, I'm not afraid of the sun at other times." Even so, Wan Cheng Yichen accepted Nan Yuan's kindness.

However, after walking for a while, Wan Yichen's speed slowed down.

He suddenly said: "Can you play the umbrella higher? I have an umbrella on my head."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere was instantly dead.

Wan Cheng Yichen was silent for a moment, then explained, "Your body is a little... short."

His waist is getting lower and lower, and walking like this is really uncomfortable.

Nan Yuan tightened her grip on the umbrella handle and looked at him with a cold gaze.

It is indeed a little short, and you have to raise your head to see people, but it is enough to know this kind of thing, why it must be said.

"All the women in your Shangying Kingdom are very tall?" Nan Yuan asked back.

Wan Zhai Yichen nodded, "Everyone is more than seven feet tall."

Nan Yuan immediately said: "In this world, yin and yang complement each other and restrain each other. Men are yang and women are yin. In your country of yin and yang, yin and yang are reversed, but the same applies. In your country, when women are born tall, men are born short. Then, Your height should be... rare, right?"

Wan Cheng Yichen's face suddenly sank, "What do you mean? You don't think I want anyone? If it wasn't for my high status, those women wouldn't dare to be abusive to me, the threshold of my house would have been trampled by the matchmaker who proposed marriage! On weekdays, there are countless people who are courteous to me like the crucian carp crossing the river."

Nan Yuan tutted, "I said, Young Master Wan Cheng, don't you have any AC count in your heart?"

Wan Cheng Yichen: What do you mean?

However, Wan Cheng Yichen suddenly understood why he was much more comfortable in front of this woman than in front of others.

When this woman communicated with him, she had an ancient taste, which made him think that he was communicating with people of that era.

Wan Yichen looked at the modern buildings around him. Even though he had already learned about the current changes from the ghost realm, he still felt a strong sense of loneliness because of it.

It was completely different here, and it was no longer what he was familiar with.

"What are you in a daze? I mean, you are born so handsome, your status is noble, and it doesn't matter whether you are tall or short, don't you know this? In modern times, your figure and appearance are very popular, such as I like it very much."

What she said was straightforward, and Wan Cheng Yichen glared at her immediately.

If he was still human, he would be blushing at this time.

He had heard too many compliments before his death, but no one could shamelessly say in front of him whether he loved him or not, even though he knew that people in this era were very sloppy.

Nan Yuan continued: "My implication is that you are a little tall in your country, and I am a little short in my country, but we are all the same, and we are all the same. After all, I have a good face and high skills."

Wan Zhai Yichen's words came again.

This woman is so narcissistic.

Nan Yuan took Wan Cheng Yichen to the bus and subway, went shopping, ate food, and finally went to the movies.

Because it was a weekday, and not at night, there were no people at this point. It was a huge movie theater, and there were only Nan Yuan and a ghost in the front row.

The movie is a bit boring, commercial martial arts movies, Nan Yuan dozed off after watching it, but Wan Yichen watched it with relish, "Where did this master come from, how can he fly so high? They can't do that."

There was a faint smile in Nan Yuan's eyes, "Do you really think that they used their internal skills to fly?"

Wan Cheng Yichen wondered: "Isn't it? Then how did they fly so high?"

The corner of Nan Yuan's mouth curved slightly, "I will take you to the film and television city to experience it for yourself, and you will understand."

There is a Wia experience project in the Studio City. It's time to let this little antique open his eyes.

Halfway through the movie, the curse mark on Nan Yuan's chest became slightly hot, and the power of the curse began to pull her primordial spirit.

"Little devil, we have to go."

Wan Cheng Yichen frowned, "Where are you going? I haven't finished the movie yet."

"Tsk, are you still addicted to watching? The curse on my body broke out. I have to go home and lie down. If I don't go back, am I going to sleep in the movie theater? The staff may throw me out at that time."

Wan Cheng Yichen's face suddenly sank, "Didn't you say you can't enter the ghost realm?"

Nan Yuan looked at him reluctantly, and coaxed him in a doting tone, "How about you watch for a while? I'll go in and make up some numbers, and I'll come out to accompany you soon."

"What's your tone? When I am a three-year-old child?" Wan Chengyichen's face darkened even more.

But this time he got no response from the other party.

Wan Cheng Yichen turned his head and saw that the woman beside him had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.