Chapter 3: :the man

The man was wearing a white shirt and he was subdued by Xiao Shun Mao. The skin on his face was very white, and the white one could see the blood vessels under the skin. This is a very handsome face, tall nose and thin red lips, coupled with the indifferent expression on the face, it is absolutely the hero in the TV series.
Zheng Quzhi blinked and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.
Is that good-looking man a human or a ghost?
The man slowly raised his eyes, glanced at Zheng Quzhi with a cold look, then quickly looked away, and his eyes fell on the female ghost in the corner.
Jomo noticed the man's sight, and the female ghost let out a scream, she shuddered and shrank into the corner, completely without the awesome coaxing just now.
Before long, the man suddenly closed his eyes.
Zheng Quzhi had been observing the man, and seeing him suddenly closed his eyes, he couldn't help but sneered towards Lian Lian who was lying on the ground at this time and pretending to be dead: "Could this man faint with his eyes closed and his legs kicked?"
Lian Liankan resisted the urge to beat Zheng Quzhi and cursed in a low voice: "Shut up!"
Before Zheng Quzhi spoke again, he heard the screams in his ears.
Zheng Quzhi hurriedly looked over, only to see that the cold man had opened his eyes like ink, staring at the corner like a torch. But the female ghost in the corner burned for some reason, and turned into a pile of ashes in just a few seconds.
"Fuck me!" Zheng Quzhi was shocked, what the did this man do to make this female ghost play !
The man finally retracted his gaze, and his gaze fell on Zheng Quzhi lightly. Zheng Quzhi was staring at him so that his back was cold, for fear that this man would let himself have a later.
"Zheng Quzhi." The man's thin red lips opened slightly.
"Huh?" Zheng Quzhi didn't react for a while, this big man actually knew himself?
"Cai Qian," the man said suddenly.
Zheng Quzhi blinked and looked at Lian Liankan who was half-lying on the ground, trying to remind the man that his name was Lian Liankan, and a rough voice came over.
"Sir!" Cai Qian had been waiting outside for a long time. He heard his husband calling himself and rushed in.
"I'm Wei Yan." Wei Yan took a few steps forward, stood still in front of Zheng Quzhi, and introduced himself lightly.
"Ah, I'm Zheng Quzhi." The man named Wei Yan was inexplicably powerful. Zheng Quzhi swallowed and spoke in a nonchalant manner.
"I know." Wei Yan nodded and glanced at Cai Qian.
Cai Qian understood, and quickly took out the contents of his backpack. Before he could speak, he heard the stupid and silly mouth of Zheng Quzhi.
"I know you know, you just called my name." The fear on Zheng Quzhi's face has disappeared, and a heartless smile: "You must be my fan! Thank you for saving me."
The expression on Wei Yan's face remained unchanged, and he even nodded politely to Zheng Quzhi.
Cai Qian behind him changed his face and took a slap on the ground: "Come on, you! Don't take a pee photo. How can our husband be your fan!"
"Cai Qian." Wei Yan frowned, his tone sinking slightly.
Cai Qian groaned, but did not speak any more.
Only then did Zheng Quzhi set his sights on Cai Yuan.
Cai Qian is tall, full of muscles, and looks very strong. The forehead is very wide, the eyebrows are thick, and the lips are a little thick, making him look silly. Now the angry look is quite scary, like a bandit leader that often appears on TV.
"How do you big brother talk!" Lian Lian Kan, who had been relieved from the fear just now, got up from the ground and cursed in his throat:
"What's wrong with our Quzhi! My Quzhi has eight pack abs, do you have? My Quzhi has a handsome face and good work, so why is it not popular? Why can't your husband be our Quzhi? Fans?"
A large string of words did not take a breath, but Cai Qian was stunned and couldn't speak back.
But Cai Qian is a loyal fan of Wei Yan. After taking a sigh of relief, he was about to go back. He heard his husband's cool voice: "Good job?"
This focus has changed a bit.
The person involved, Zheng Quzhi, touched his nose awkwardly, and slapped him in a whisper: "Ahhh, why are you arguing? You are not a fan or a fan! Why are you hurting peace!"
As he said that, he squeezed his eyes at Lian Liankan secretly: "You didn't see a big guy who can make female ghosts fuck! Speak to me!"
After all, I lived with Zheng Quzhi for a few years, and Lian Liankan understood what Zheng Quzhi meant, gritted his teeth, and didn't say anything.
"Mr. Wei, I really thank you just now." After knowing that the big man is a human, Zheng Quzhi is not as nervous as before, and he is busy thanking the big man.
"No thanks." Cai Qian laughed roughly, as if he had completely forgotten his unhappiness, and put the things he just took out before Zheng Quzhi's eyes: "The lowest price of 200,000 yuan, WeChat Alipay or credit card cash?"
The proficient movements and language made Zheng Quzhi's eyelids jump fiercely.
"Two hundred thousand? Why don't you grab it!" Lian Lian Kan's violent temper came up again, his eyes staring bigger than Tongling.
"Why? Do you think Zheng Qu from your family's high-faced, handsome workmanship is worth the price?" Wei Yan, who has been reticent, suddenly said.
Even Liankan is a discerning person. Seeing the big man's words, he immediately changed. He stabbed Zheng Quzhi with his elbow: "Cough, brother! You should be worth the price, right?"
"Mr. Wei, I am definitely worth the price." Zheng Quzhi said righteously: "But, I think it's too emotional to talk about money, right? Besides, Mr. Wei doesn't seem to spend much effort, right? Lower the price?"
Wei Yan raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Quzhi directly. He saw Zheng Quzhi's scalp numb from the beginning and then slowly said: "Mr. Zheng, your Yintang is dark and your yin is too heavy. You may often find dirty things to come to your door recently. "
"Huh?" Zheng Quzhi scratched his head, "What then?"
Maybe it was unexpected that Zheng Quzhi was so calm, Wei Yan was silent for a while without speaking.
"Then if you don't pay the 200,000 yuan, you can wait to die!" Cai Qian poked his head out from behind Wei Yan and shouted.
If you hear these words before Zheng Quzhi hits the ghost, you will definitely think that these two people are liars. It's a pity that he just finished watching the big guy in front of him doing nothing and made a disgusting Barra female ghost .
"Mr. Wei, you might not believe it." Zheng Quzhi pursed some dry lips, his voice was muted: "I don't have that much money."
Putting on him before, 200,000 is a matter of minutes. But today is different from the past. At this moment, he is just a dead male star. Only with a good-looking face did he not sink into the entertainment circle completely.
"I know." Wei Yan nodded, "So let's get it yourself."
"What?" Zheng Quzhi suspected that he had heard it wrong.