my host does things all day

Chapter 875 I May Be a Fake Tomb Raider 10
"A big man, why cry?" Xi Ying handed Yan Yin the wet towel from wiping her hair, "Wipe your tears."

Yan Yin took it over, his hands felt wet.

"It's so wet, how do you ask me to wipe it off?" A certain man looked at Xi Ying with teary eyes and asked.

"You are a soul body, even if I really ask you to wipe it with a towel, you won't be able to wipe away your tears.

Your Royal Highness, it seems that you really have no sense of humor. "

Xi Ying rolled her eyes at Yan Yin blankly, "I don't want to go down anymore, please put this wet towel in the laundry basket for me, I'll wash it tomorrow."

Yan Yin: "..."

"So what do you think of me, I am the prince of the Great Desert Kingdom, how can I be ordered by you like a eunuch! Where is my dignity!" Yan Yin was furious with a wet towel in his hand.

"I'll go find a Taoist priest tomorrow." Xi Ying laid down on the pillow leisurely.

"Eh? Why are you looking for a Taoist priest?" Yan Yin was stunned.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Desert Kingdom is nothing but a ghost now.

I found a Taoist priest, and I don't believe that a Taoist priest can't help me get rid of the black marks on my ankles. "Xi Ying suddenly had a fierce look in her eyes.

Yan Yin: "..."

He squeezed the wet towel in his hand, floated obediently, and put the towel into Xi Ying's dirty clothes basket.

[Hahahahahahahahaha host, you are too powerful hahaha! 】Xiao Yiyi rolled on the ground laughing.

Yan Yin kind of mute eats Coptis chinensis and feels unspeakably bitter, it's really refreshing to watch!
When Yan Yin came back again, his eye circles were slightly red.

"What's wrong with you?" Xi Ying asked very cooperatively.

There must be a chance for His Royal Highness to tell his dream, oh no, tell his own story, right?
"It's nothing." Yan Yin turned his head away, as if he didn't want Xi Ying to see his fragile expression, "I just thought of some things that happened when the Desert Kingdom was in prosperity."

"Oh, since I'm fine, I'm going to sleep." Xi Ying shook the thin quilt away.

"..." Yan Yin immediately looked at Xi Ying who was about to go to sleep, and rushed to her side with a "chuss".

"Hey, the plot shouldn't develop like this! You should ask me what I thought of!"

Yan Yin stared at his gray-brown eyes, the distance between them and the tip of Xi Ying's nose was no more than five centimeters.

Because he is a soul body, he is not restricted by the railing on the side of the bed at all.

He is now lying half of his body beside Xi Ying, and half of his body is hanging outside the bed.

"Why should I develop according to the so-called plot?" Xi Ying looked puzzled, "I am such a different beautiful girl."

"..." Yan Yin felt that what Xi Ying said made sense, but he was speechless.

"And..." Xi Ying looked at Yan Yin with sizing eyes, "From what you said just now, you have deceived me about a lot of things. If you are really a ghost who has not come out of the tomb for thousands of years, you How could you know those words?"

Yan Yin had a look on his face that "fuck you actually saw through".

[...?I thought Yanyin was going to start talking about his tragic life experience?Didn't expect such a series of things to happen?
Host, to be honest, did you feel something was wrong from the very beginning? 】

"From the time when he pretended to be blind when he could see clearly, I felt something was wrong." Xi Ying said to Xiao Yiyi in her heart.

(End of this chapter)