You Are My Gravity

Qin Zheng and Chen Mo looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you...Finally, lower your heads, touch and unbutton your jeans, pull down the zipper, and accept your fate...

Qin Zheng said, "You must close your eyes, don't open your eyes..."

Qin Se said: "Okay, close your eyes, you hurry up."

Qin Zheng and Chen Mo, blushing, sprinkled boy urine in several positions specified by Zhou Ping...

After the dead leaves on the ground were touched by the boy's urine, it immediately seemed to have been corroded, and a puff of white smoke rose up.

Zhou Ping opened her eyes, everything in front of her seemed the same as before, but it seemed different.

But the air is not so cold anymore.

Zhou Ping said: "Okay, go ahead..."

Qin Zheng's button hasn't been closed yet: "This way, it will be fine..."

Zhou Ping said, "It's okay, let's go. We were just now in the illusion, and now it’s okay, so hurry down."

There are many spirits in the mountains, and there are chaotic graves here, with many ghosts and grievances. Such small accidents are normal.

When Zhou Ping went down the mountain this time, she held a bowl of white rice in her hand.

Take a few steps to scatter a handful of rice, and read: "True Monarch Xuanwu sits down, Zhou Ping, and takes his life home from the mountain, disturbing you all. I hope you can forgive me, please let the ghosts take a walk..."

Chen Mo walked behind, and he dared not lag behind. Although he was tired, he did not dare to slacken off.

He watched Zhou Ping walking and sowing white rice, and he was still worried that there is still a long way to go down the mountain, so don't sow the rice.

But this worry, Chen Mo disappeared later.

Because when Zhou Ping walked down the mountain, there was still rice in Zhou Ping's bowl.

Chen Mo was very surprised: "The bowl in my aunt's hand is so amazing. The rice in such a long mountain road hasn't been sprinkled yet..."

Qin Zheng smiled: "You don't understand, right? That is the magic weapon handed down by the ancestor."

Chen Mo was very surprised: "Is it possible that the rice in there can't be used up?"

"I won't tell you the secrets inside. Anyway, what the Patriarch left behind is definitely a good thing."

After going down the mountain, everyone relaxed, and drove back to the city quickly.

Today is the deadline, Zhang Qing is still waiting at home, they want to quickly send Wei Ping's spirit back.

...

When I hurried back to the city, it was almost 8 o'clock.

They did not go home, but went to Wei Hongsheng's house first.

The Wei family is now in a catastrophe, and Nuo Da's house is already empty.

Very deserted.

Zhang Qing, the former servant of the family, was fired.

Although Wei Hongsheng had an accident, the family was not nervous because of money, but she couldn't bear other people's eyes.

So he fired the servant and prepared to take over Wei Hongsheng's company.

Maybe it is better for a woman to be a mother. Zhang Qing hopes that even without a husband, she can continue to give her son a good life.

When he arrived at Wei's house, Zhang Qing was already waiting with an anxious face, his eyes lit up when he saw them both.

She was afraid that Zhou Ping would not come today.

"Master Zhou, you are finally here, safe upstairs, you follow me."

When they went upstairs, everyone saw Wei Ping An, who was lying on the bed, his face turned green.

Zhou Ping touched his pulse, "Fortunately...it's not too late, Shanshan, you come and put his spirit in place."

Qin Se was not confident: "I... come here again?"

"It's you, don't dare, hurry up."