『Good Morning, Miss Ghost』

Chapter 11: God Stick

The room was very quiet, Mo Zhen's voice slightly echoed in the living room, the sound sounded a little lonely in the empty and dark room.

He waited for a while, but there was still no movement in the living room. Unbuttoning the white buttons on his collar, Mo Zhen tilted his head back and rested on the sofa, "If you do not come out right now, don't bother coming out later either."

...

There was a blurry white light at his side, and it gradually condensed into the shape of a human. Mo Zhen glanced at his side and saw Ah Yao sitting up straight, her hands on her lap, smiling, "Good evening, Mr. Mo."

His mouth curving, Mo Zhen also smiled back to her, "Good evening, Miss Ghost."

Ah Yao: "..."

Compared to this strange dialogue, Ah Yao thought it was even more terrifying to see Mo Zhen smile. The laughing Mo Zhen was ten times scarier than the silent Mo Zhen who rarely laughed.

Trying her best to get a feel of the situation, Ah Yao felt that a straight-forward approach would be the best method, "Dear Mr. Mo, the things on the forum, I can explain."

"No, you don't need to explain to me. After all, I'm just an arrogant and rude man."

Ah Yao: "..."

Why don't you add narrow minded and petty person to that list too?

"Mr. Mo, this was really just an accident, it's mostly because... your computer does not have a login password set."

Mo Zhen: "..."

So it was his fault!

Mo Zhen stood up from the sofa abruptly, opened the computer, his fingers quickly hitting the keyboard and finally, a login password was freshly set.

Ah Yao glanced at the computer, but no matter how she tried, she could not see the password Mo Zhen had set. Shy blonde in front of Mo Zhen, Ah Yao smiled brightly: "I'm joking with you, did you really set a password ah? Is your password your birthday?"

Mo Zhen turned off the computer, came back and smiled and said: "No, it's my measurements."

Ah Yao: "... ..."

Her eyes swept the room, and then laughed twice, "Will you let me measure you then?"

Mo Zhen: "..."

How could there be such a shameless ghost!

Mo Zhen opened the fridge door took out a piece of a lemon and pretending as if it was Ah Yao, he cut it into two halves. When Ah Yao heard the "pop" sound of the lemon being cut, she shivered a little.

Seeing Mo Zhen eat a lemon, Ah Yao frowned, "I said you can't eat food from the refrigerator today!"

No matter how much Ah Yao had protested, Mo Zhen carried on and bit the lemon. The strong bitter taste of the lemon had smothered some of the fire that was raging in his heart, "If you continue to post on the internet, I'll find a priest to end you!"

Ah Yao froze for a second, and then kindly reminded: "There are many priests who are fake, you can't possibly believe in their lies right?"

"You don't have to worry, I know a professional." When Mo Zhen had finished gnawing the lemon in his hands, he gracefully threw the lemon peel into the trash can. This year, even ghosts will go online, how could he be at ease?

As Ah Yao unhappily glared at him, Mo Zhen pulled out the phone, opened the refrigerator door and took a few photos of the inner piles of snacks and pudding sitting there.