Alana chuckled and said, "Do you dare to brag a little more?"

Can eat and can poop... What a description.

However, Jinny was indeed very special. She is no longer the same lifeless person as before, and even has a hint of rosy complexion on her face, just like any normal person.

Being able to eat, go to the bathroom, and sleep, everyone spent their days and nights together, but strangely, there wasn't much of a feeling. Jinny's speech has become more fluent, and her understanding ability is now on par with an average person.

"Except for giving birth, there shouldn't be any difference from a normal person..." Alana said subconsciously.

Martin coughed and looked straight ahead, "I'll go upstairs first."

Martin went upstairs and passed by Jinny's room, but he found it quiet and peaceful inside, which puzzled him.

"Jinny?" he tentatively called out, but there was no response.

Martin didn't think much either, maybe he had drunk too much and went to the bathroom.

He walked back to his room, tugged at his tie, just closed the door and turned around, only to see Jinny standing straight behind the door.

Martin was startled, and his fingers trembled almost imperceptibly.

"Um, what's wrong?" he asked.

Jinny clumsily approached and clumsily held her forehead, "Oh dear, I feel dizzy, I got drunk!"

With a loud bang, it smashed into Martin's arms.

Martin: "Cough... cough, cough!"

Wow, I almost smashed him out with tuberculosis.

"Slow down... be gentle!" he quickly grabbed hold of Jinny.

Jinny looked up and tried to make a coy expression, but unfortunately she hadn't practiced before and ended up with a fierce look on her face.

"Ouch, my head hurts so much, I feel dizzy!" she exclaimed.

Martin: "..."

He looked at Jinny and fell silent.

So she was... imitating others... intentionally falling down dizzy after drinking, trying to 'seduce' people?

Martin fell silent and said nothing, "Jinny."

Jinny continued humming, "Hmm hmm?"

Martin laughed, "You didn't have to do that."

Jinny blinked explosively and innocently looked up at Martin.

Hmm... Did it fail?

Sure enough, she said, "Alex's teachings are unreliable."

Next time, I should go and find the fickle ghost, hmm hmm!

Jinny scratched the hair stuck on her face, casually scooping it to one side, and then quickly crawled out of Martin's arms.

However, before she could straighten up, her waist was tightly gripped by a strong arm.

Martin tried to pull her back into his arms again, but to his surprise... hmm, she remained unmoved.

"..."

Martin pressed his forehead and said, "Jinny, at this moment you could move a little, there's no need to stand so still."

Jinny: "Oh... Oh oh!"

She quickly moved.

Martin laughed and let go of his arms, "Forget it."

This fool, King of ruining the atmosphere.

No wonder it has been so long, nothing happened between the two of them.

Martin felt like he was overthinking. Today, before Jinny left, she said not to waste, but he ended up finishing two bottles of wine in a row.

She was not drunk, but he was.

Martin took off his tie and put it in the wardrobe. Then he took off his watch and other things on his hand and put them away.

Jinny stood at the doorway of the wardrobe, looking at him with a slight tilt of her head.

She looked very puzzled and very aggrieved in her eyes - she really couldn't be like a normal person after all...

But what should she do? She really likes him.

At first, I thought it was good to stay by his side, thinking that she had also lost her greed.

Jinny felt that her greed had inexplicably grown.

Jinny subconsciously touched her chest.

Stupid, what should have been long wasn't long, and what shouldn't have been long was long.

A normal woman should not be like "Aiyo~ Aiya~", she didn't learn that at all... Instead, she learned greed...

Jinny fell into a state of inferiority and loneliness.

Martin turned around and saw her looking down, with a pout on her face, seeming a bit sad. He paused for a moment.

He walked over and stood in front of her, his voice slowing down and inexplicably carrying a hint of tenderness, "What's wrong?"

Jinny exclaimed in frustration, "I didn't learn how to seduce, but I learned how to be greedy! How foolish!"

Martin was taken aback, a strange sensation brushed over his heart, and his Adam's apple involuntarily rolled.

"Jinny... What do you want to be greedy for?" He lowered his gaze, looking at her intently.

As Jinny looked up, she collided with Martin's deep and profound eyes, resembling an ancient well.

Martin was tall and broad-shouldered, while Jinny was petite, only reaching up to his chest and barely to the tip of his nose.

Looking up like this, her perfect little face was presented, pale white skin with a hint of blush.

"Greed..." she paused and asked in confusion, "Is this something that can be said?"

Martin's arm instinctively wrapped around her slender waist, and he couldn't help but feel a bit thirsty in his mouth. His Adam's apple rolled up and down for some reason.

His eyes dimmed slightly as he stared at Jinny's red lips, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Hmm, you speak, I'll listen."

Jinny, however, had already been stunned.

Who can withstand this?

Even the undead couldn't withstand it.

She foolishly looked at Martin, looking at his mouth, and for the first time, she felt an impulse in her heart.

This restlessness was like the insects beneath the coffin when she was buried alive back then.

Continuously arching the soil, wanting to break free, wanting to be arrogant...

Jinny was confused and didn't understand what she wanted to do. She looked at Martin's lips and instinctively raised her hand to press them.

Soft, soft.

The next second, my hand was caught by Martin.

She was pressed against the door, and Martin suddenly bent down...