Yan Qianjue frowned and raised Bai Keke in front of him, staring at her, "Are you thinking about other men?"
Bai Ke was like a good person. "I just think that we can bring a person who is able to run errands to get our luggage."
Yan Qianjue thought for a moment. With a huge schoolbag on Bai Keke's shoulder, she looked petite and full of food and water.
Ghosts didn't need food.
But now Bai Keke still needed it, so when she left, she wished that she could put the entire refrigerator in her bag.
Wen Zian looked at Yan Qianjue's back and was suddenly pulled by a strong force to Yan Qianjue's side.
Yan Qianjue threw the backpack on Bai Keke to Wen Zian.
Wen Zian politely refused. "Thank you. Actually, I don't like to eat food very much. I've been dead since then."
Yan Qianjue glanced co
