"Let's go out for a midnight snack."
Chi Jing continued to tempt her.
"We just had dinner." Chuzheng was more concerned about the ghost: "Did you eat that ghost?"
"Midnight snacks are necessary too." Chi Jing smiled innocently: "Baby, why would I eat a ghost for no reason, it's not even tasty."
"For nourishment."
"..."
There's no come back for that.
Chuzheng moved forward, Chi Jing retreated, and they ended up by the window.
Chuzheng leaned one hand against the window, striking a cool "wall bang" pose, and fiercely questioned him: "Did you eat it?"
Chi Jing really wanted to say no.
But deep inside, he didn't want to lie to her.
His gracefully curved chin nodded slightly.
Chuzheng's fingers on the windowpane suddenly tightened, pressing him down with a hand on his chest: "Chi Jing, I'm warning you, if you keep eating random things, I'll break your legs."
"Baby, I'm a ghost, you can't break them."
Chuzheng said darkly: "You can try."
"..."
