Good Morning, Miss Ghost Chapter 52

xixi ran away from home for 3 hours, after having her wifi cut off by the demon in her home, why? Because apparently I read too many books this summer, apparently translating counts as reading too. Story of xixi’s life = having her internet & wifi cut off because she reads too much… sigh, it’s a sad life.

Chapter 52 Rogue

It was almost 1 am. Mo Zhen planned on was.h.i.+ng up and sleeping after carrying Li Yan's luggage into her room. Li Yan was also really sleepy, so she planned to take out everything and tidy up in the morning after she woke up. Her hand hit the bag swung across her shoulder as she suddenly turned her body to face the Mo Zhen who was already at the door, “Emperor Mo!”

　　Mo Zhen turned his head back, his half-lidded eyes looking sleepily at her, “What's wrong?”

　　”Uh, that …” Li Yan was suddenly a little embara.s.sed, “Can I put up a poster in your room?”

　　Poster?

　　He suddenly remembered Piao Piao telling him Li Yan had won his special limited edition poster. The corners of Mo Zhen's lips raised as he took a step into the room, “It depends on who is on your poster.”

　　”It's not a person…Just a…Landscape painting!”

　　”Landscape painting?” Mo Zhen stood in place as he stared at Li Yan, even his eyes seemed to be smiling, “No, it will destroy the style of my room.”

　　…

　　Li Yan's mouth twitched as she unashamedly asked him,  “Then what kind of posters won't ruin the style of your room?”

　　”Of course it should be my poster.”

　　Li Yan: “…”

　　Hehe, she had already guessed.

　　But if she were to bring out that morally wrong poster in front of Mo Zhen's face… Sorry, she really could not.

　　”Nevermind, I won't put it up. You can go back to your room now.” Li Yan smiled, squinting as she pointed in the direction of the door, like she was telling someone to "walk slowly, I won't send you" kind of manner.

(TN: Hmm… How do you explain this… Walk slowly, I won't send you is something polite to say when your guests leave in China. EN: In the vernacular, 'Glad you came. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here'.)

　　Mo Zhen blinked and did not say anything as he turned to walk out of Li Yan's room.

　　After Li Yan rummaged through her luggage for some clean clothes, she went into the bathroom to take a shower. When she walked out, her entire appearance gave off a rosy red colour. Li Yan buried her face in her pillow as she rolled around on the bed. She felt this entire situation was kind of extraordinary.

　　She and Emperor Mo were living together?! If Shampoo was to find out, would she grab a knife and stab her to death?

　　Thinking about how she had cheated her out of a poster before, Li Yan's heart suddenly felt a little guilty. If she knew earlier that she would be able to see the real version, why would she go seek a small small poster ah!

　　She should find a chance to get Shampoo a poster autographed by Emperor Mo. Thinking about it, she was quite pitiful..

　　At the same time Chen Qingyang, who was sitting on her bed as she struggled to code, suddenly sneezed.

　　Li Yan’s thoughts kept circling around the poster and sure enough, if she did not place the poster above her bed, she would not be able to sleep.

　　Standing up on the bed, Li Yan opened her big bag and took out the carefully wrapped poster. He had said that his poster was allowed to be put up, so it didn't matter if she put it up, right?

　　Li Yan unwrapped the poster and giggled twice, then she put up the poster above the bed.

　　The next morning, Mo Zhen had been standing in Li Yan's room for five minutes when her alarm clock started to ring.

　　Mo Zhen glanced at the non-stop ringing alarm clock and quickly silenced it.

　　”Wu … …” Li Yan rubbed her face on the pillow as she slowly opened her eyes. Mo Zhen was standing beside her bed, his eyes smiling as he watched her.

　　Li Yan was stunned for a moment and then quickly wrapped the quilt around her body. With a piercing shriek, she sat up immediately: “You you you why why are you here!”

　　Mo Zhen raised his eyebrows. Not only did he not have the slightest trace of embarra.s.sment from being caught in the act, he even possessed a n.o.ble and chivalrous expression, “This is my house, why can't I be here?”

　　”But you have given me the room!”

　　”Given you?”

　　”I mean, let me live …”

　　Mo Zhen's mouth twitched as his gaze moved to the opposite wall. Li Yan's reaction took a second, then she quickly threw herself onto the wall, “Do not look ah!”

　　Mo Zhen finally could not help but laugh. Hearing his laughter, Li Yan's face became more and more red, making Mo Zhen laugh even more.

　　Li Yan was ashamed to show her face as she listened to Mo Zhen's laughter. Pasting a naked poster of someone above her bed and then having the same person discover it… Lying cow! Would she able to live through this!

　　Mo Zhen came over and placed one hand onto the bed as he leaned over her, “In fact, if you really want to see, I can take it off for you to look at.”

　　…

　　Li Yan’s brain had already completely crashed; all that was left was an empty sh.e.l.l staring silly at Mo Zhen.

　　Mo Zhen moved closer, even his voice was enveloped with an enchanting charm: “The real person looks even better than the poster.”

　　Li Yan swore her heart had never beat so quickly in this lifetime. Even when her college examination results came out her heart had not beat so quickly. She gulped, raising her head to gaze at the handsome face in front of her as she sincerely asked: “How much can be taken off?”

　　”How much do you want to see …” Mo Zhen's voice became a little hoa.r.s.e. He slightly lowered his head and met Li Yan's lips softly.

　　"The dragonfly touches the water lightly" kind of kiss.

(TN: In other words, a superficial contact.)

　　Li Yan's brain exploded with a boom like fireworks. She felt her heart was almost jumping out of her chest.　　

Mo Zhen slightly breathed a few breaths and then quickly left her room.

　　Li Yan sat there motionless. All that was left in her brain was the kiss. Perhaps it wasn't even considered to be a kiss, but, but … … she has not brushed her teeth yet ah!!!

　　Li Yan's heart was indignant and ashamed, if it weren't for her boss's handsome looks, she would certainly push him and then brush her teeth!

　　Taking out her phone, Li Yan used all of her emotions to write a Weibo post, “Not afraid of the rogue being bad, afraid that the rogue looks handsome.”

(TN: rhymes in Chinese!)

　　When Mo Zhen came out of the bathroom, his heart was still slightly agitated. His behavior a moment ago was truly somewhat like a rogue's. In Li Yan's view, did it look like after playing rogue, he made a complete escape from the scene?

　　Just as he was pondering this, a notification about Li Yan's newest Weibo post from ten minutes ago popped up on his phone.

　　Not afraid of the rogue being bad, afraid that the rogue looks handsome.

　　Mo: “…”

　　He actively mobilized his twenty years of literary talent that had not been touched, but when he was still thinking about his next move, a true literary maiden appeared.

　　Boiled lemon @ Da Li not Da Li: Even if he is handsome, cannot save the rogue from being bad.

　　Mo: “…”

　　He boarded his trumpet Eating Pears and replied under Boiled Lemon comment.

　　Eating pear @ boiled lemon: First of all, you need a rogue.