The little ghost suddenly looked aggrieved, looked at me pleadingly and said, "Little sister, please can you help me tell my father, I'm so hungry" I looked like this little ghost wanted to come at me, saying that he wouldn't let me pass.
And I'm standing at the door of the restaurant now, still carrying a cake in my hand, stupidly standing still.
Luckily, no one has noticed me yet, and I don't know what to say if someone comes up to me and asks me if I'm not feeling well.
Since I can't get rid of it, then I can only let the little ghost make way for me first, at least let me send the cake in first, and then come out to solve the matter later.
"You get out of the way, I have to go into the house, if you have something to ask me, just wait for me here, and I'll come out for you later."
I looked at the imp and said.
The imp finally looked at me and smiled, but I didn't think it looked cute at all.
After all, it's a little ghost, and now it's dark, and its purple face comes out, and if you laugh again, you can see where it goes "Mmmm, I'm waiting for you here, young lady, you must talk and count," the little ghost said with a happy look on his face.
I nodded slightly, and the imp had already floated back to the man who had been grilling the meat just now, and continued to salivate as he watched the hot barbecue.
I carried the cake into the restaurant, and Xiao Muzi suddenly asked me with a heart at this time.
"Do you need me to help you clean up that nasty little imp just now?"
"No, it doesn't want to hurt anyone, let it go," I said to Xiao Muzi with my heart.
"But it just blocked the door and begged you, and it refused to let you in, and it didn't give it some color, and it had to pester you later," Xiao Muzi said angrily.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to enter the house soon, get the things in the house done first, and then deal with that little ghost's affairs later, you don't have to clean it up yourself."
I soothed the little one.
"Whatever you want, don't bother to mind your business," the little guy said and stopped talking.
I pursed my lips and smiled helplessly, this little guy just doesn't allow other little ghosts to get close to me.
When I returned to the door of the private room, I opened the door with the cake and went in, and everyone was still chatting.
Suddenly, seeing me carrying a cake in my hand, everyone except Brother Zhao secretly laughed.
"Xiao Xiaosu, you are" Brother Zhao looked at me with a puzzled expression.
"Brother Zhao, I wish you a happy birthday" I walked up to him and put the cake on the table.
Then the outer package was opened, and the sweet, delicious and good-looking cake inside appeared in front of everyone.
My vision is still very good, and Master has been nodding his head when he sees the cake.
Just looking good is very appealing to people's appetites, but I don't know how it tastes.
The scene I saw at the door just now had made me give up the idea of eating those meat skewers, but now I was really hungry.
The only thing I can eat is this beautiful cake.
But you can only know for yourself, and everyone else doesn't know anything, and they will still eat those meat skewers.
I can't say anything, I can't do anything I can only look at it like that, hoping that their bodies are more yang, and they won't feel any discomfort after eating things that have been smelled by ghosts.
This feeling of having something to say is really torturous aa2705221: