Huh?
He Qing was intently watching Ma Zhentao's actions when she suddenly felt the young homeowner slump behind her. Seeing that he was about to fall, she instinctively reached out and scooped him up by the waist.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Being held by such a beauty, the young homeowner had no romantic thoughts in his mind; instead, his face was pale, and his eyes were wide open with fear, staring in the direction of his air conditioner.
There, Ma Zhentao was strenuously pulling on something with long, pitch-black hair...
"What... what is that?!" he timidly asked, having a faint guess at this moment.
He Qing looked back and didn't find anything wrong. She responded instinctively, "It's nothing, just a normal ghost, a female ghost in fact."
At this moment, Ma Zhentao had fully pulled the ethereal female ghost out, and she was now completely visible in front of them both.
