Chapter 2539

Zhou Yize pressed the smile on his lips, pretending that he didn't see her cunning eyes. His psychological uneasiness finally disappeared.

For the first time with a female ghost, Zhou Yize's heart is too big to rest safely.

After thinking about it, I didn't eat at night. I was really hungry.

He simply cleaned up the mess of the kitchen and made himself a simple bowl of egg tomato noodles.

Just brought to the table, picked up a chopstick face, not yet into the mouth, on a pair of eyes Baba, implicitly look forward to.

Well, it's very pitiful.

"Want to eat?"

Zhou Yize picked up the eyebrows and jokingly asked Su Kui, "first tell me your name."

Su Kui is holding her face and squatting on the chair opposite him. No, to be exact, it should be floating.

"Joe Joe."

She conceals her name a little. In her private heart, she hasn't been called for a long time.

"Joe Joe?"

"Mm-hmm!" Su Kui nodded seriously and continued to stare at the bowl of noodles.

Poor to say, influenced by Qiao Shuyu, Su Kui has not tasted human food for a while.

As for Qiao Shuyu, let alone she is more pitiful.

After her parents died, no one offered sacrifices to her on New Year's day. She was a coward, and she didn't dare to compete with other kids at all.

So, I've been hungry for nearly a thousand years.

"All right, Joe." Zhou Yize is so clever that it can be seen naturally that Qiao Qiao is not all her name.

However, he is not the one who breaks the casserole to ask the end. Just know the name, and save yourself to call her the female ghost and female ghost.

"Here, eat." Push the chopsticks in front of her, Zhou Yize raised his chin and allowed her to eat.

With permission, Su Kui's eyes are brighter. Unexpectedly, he knows how to offer sacrifices to the dead.

If it's not her relatives or relatives, in this case, the worshiper should say that something is given to her, then she can meet it and taste it.

And vice versa.

"Wow, it's delicious!"

Influenced by Qiao Shuyu, even Su Kui felt hungry for a long time.

A simple bowl of noodles, she ate the feeling of delicacy.

Zhou Yize couldn't laugh or cry, watching her devour, but "eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Voice fell, stunned, in front of the bowl, has been empty.

"You -" Zhou Yize is dumb. This woman is actually a starving ghost, right?

Su Kui is also a little embarrassed. She wipes her mouth, shakes her body and pinches it. "I haven't eaten for a long time. When my parents go, no one will give me anything again."

Here, inexplicably sad.

Zhou Yize speechless, silent to the kitchen, a new bowl of noodles to her.

Finally, all the noodles went into Su Kui's stomach.

Later in the middle of the night, Zhou Yize was lying on a soft big bed, turning over and over, listening to the dialogue between the hero and the heroine of the idol drama from the downstairs living room, who were mentally handicapped and wanted to die.

He turned over with a headache and felt more hungry.

God knows why he wants to give all the food to a ghost. Will the ghost be hungry?

By contrast, he will starve first, isn't he?

Chaos, sleep in the past.

Wake up in the morning, the sun has mischievous through the curtains not all closed, one by one into the room, fell on his face.

In the air is floating a small floating dust. Zhou Yize reaches for his hand. It's a pair of big hands with long fingers and clear bones.