Song Yaoyao transmigrated into a book.
However, unlike others who transmigrated, his soul got sucked into the book, and he became a little ghost.
The System said that every world’s protagonist had fortune. As long as Song Yaoyao absorbed enough fortune from the protagonist, he could return to human form.
Song Yaoyao: “Then how can I obtain fortune from the protagonist?”
System: “Including but not limited to touching items the protagonist has touched, physical contact, body fluid exchange—for example, holding hands, hugging, kissing…”
Song Yaoyao blushed all the way to the tips of his ears: “!”
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Xie Ningwan recently noticed something off. It seemed a little ghost had quietly slipped into his house.
For instance, the ice cream that vanished from the fridge, the storybook in the study that fell open halfway through, the TV that inexplicably turned on by itself and started playing SpongeBob SquarePants.
This little ghost was also a little pervert.
For example, it always stole his personal items, seemingly accidentally brushed against his hand, lingered at the bathroom door while he showered, and later even progressed to wanting to climb into his bed!
Xie Ningwan: “……”
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In order to absorb fortune, Song Yaoyao sneaked onto Xie Ningwan’s bed in the middle of the night.
Xie Ningwan: “You fouled. According to your ghost realm rules, you can’t attack people in the bed.”
Song Yaoyao, who was a ghost for the first time, half-believed it: “Is there such a rule?”
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Later one night, Xie Ningwan lay with his eyes closed in light sleep when suddenly his embrace sank without warning. A naked youth with soft hair appeared under the covers.
Having successfully returned to human form, Song Yaoyao buried his head under the blanket and tried his best to burrow deeper into the bedding, attempting to escape from under someone’s palm. “Don’t attack the person in the bed!”
“This doesn’t count anymore.” Xie Ningwan yanked the blanket off him.
