C5

The door, however, did not explode.

The ghost pushed the door open and came out, completely ignoring Qi Min Hao. He waved at me and said, "July, go home."

At this moment, Qi Min Hao's lips were bleeding. I ran over and supported him. "Min Hao, are you alright?"

As he opened his mouth, more blood flowed out. "Sis, I'm fine. I just need to sleep."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

Listening to his light snoring, he had really fallen asleep!

"July, let's go home." I didn't dare to stay any longer. In any case, seeing Qi Min Hao like this, I slept quite comfortably. My little daughter-in-law followed the ghost through the door.

Seeing him sitting on the sofa like that, I suddenly felt my chrysanthemum tightened.

He laughed, "I used it in front of you, why are you so nervous?"

Driving without a word. Are you an old driver? To think that he knew what I was thinking in my heart. Looks like he wasn't just a little bit stronger than Qi Min Hao.

Looking at the decorations in the room, they were no longer the wedding arrangements. I moved to the furthest place from him and sat down. "I can't say for sure, but what if one day you become a beast and you insist on going in both of them?"

"Today's weather is pretty good. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Let's do it today!"

I grabbed a cup from the table, went to the water dispenser, and poured him a glass of water. "You big ghost, you have so much. Don't bother with me. I'm still young."

He raised his eyebrows at me.

"I heard from Min Hao that you're already hundreds of years old …" I asked him tentatively.

He took the cup from me, "Yes, it's been a few hundred years. I didn't expect that at such a young age, he could roughly see my cultivation level."

But instead of drinking, he put the cup back on the table. I secretly cursed myself for being such a fool. Why would I need to drink water?!

"Did you think about what I said yesterday?" He gestured with his eyes for me to sit down.

When I sat back down, far away from him, he gave a little snort and said nothing more.

"I... I don't even know your name. "

"Song Nan."

"Gone?" It felt a little strange to have such a simple name.

He frowned slightly and said, "Could it be that my name is Song Nan Brad Pitt, making you think that I'm normal?"

Holy shit, this year's old ghost really exceeded my expectations. To be able to utter these words from the mouth of a ghost, no matter how I look at it, it felt like a long journey.

"No!" That's a good name! Cool! A clear and bright name! The moment I heard it, you can tell that he's a big shot! " My bootlicking was so loud that he rolled his eyes at me, indicating that I could stop.

I shut up, sat down, and waited for his next instructions. Humans had no choice but to lower their heads under the influence of ghosts!

"Have you decided?"

"I …" I really don't want to marry a ghost, I've always wanted to marry a tall boy, the starting price is 180, it's best to be fat, you can have no car and no house, you can have both parents, as long as you have a good temper and laugh like a little sun, that's fine.

Obviously, apart from 180 or above, Song Nan didn't match.

He laughs like a big sun... I thought.

"What are you thinking about?" He reached out and snapped his fingers in front of me, pulling my thoughts away.

"Eh? Don't you know what people are thinking? "

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at me as if I were a fool.

"Could he have guessed wrongly?" "Then when I first came in, what did you say behind me …"

"Oh, that! I just saw that your blooming flower tightened up. "

See...

I really want to blind him!

"I don't want to marry a pervert that sees flowers every day!" As soon as his head got hot, words would come out of his mouth uncontrollably.

There was a flash of light in his eyes. Was this the legendary killing intent? "AHH!" Baby is so scared, can you take back what you say?

He didn't move, and I floated.

At first I thought he was going to throw me out the window, but he just let me fall into his arms.

He rubbed the tip of his nose against mine, and suddenly his voice was sweet enough to make me sick. "Just look at you."

To be honest, I think I've been bewitched again! Otherwise, why do I feel like those words are so ludicrous?! It was as if the tip of his heart had been slowly rubbed with a feather, causing him to feel itchy.

I looked at the fine line of his lips and swallowed.

As he approached, I raised my chin slightly.

I don't know if he was asking for it or if I was asking for it. Desire was on the verge of breaking out, and could not be suppressed.

His tongue was the ghost of a woman who seduced a scholar late at night, capturing my soul and sending me to heaven before sending me to hell.

I closed my eyes. Life is like this. If you can't resist, just lie down and enjoy it.

I remember that there was a teacher in the department who said that there would be experts that would hunt ghosts on the nearby floating mountain. When class breaks in the future, we should pay a visit. Whether it would work or not, it was best to give it a try.

He bit my lip. "Next time I'm distracted, I'll really be behind you."

I quickly put my arm around his neck and rolled my face on his shoulder. Clearly, your kissing skills are too good, which is why I was lost in thought. "

He pinched the tip of my nose. "I have other skills too, would you like to try it?"

"Master, can you be a bit more gentle?" I've had a sore back all day. If I was tossed around until I couldn't get out of bed, how would I be able to find an expert?

He licked his lips and we were instantly in the bedroom, the master bedroom where we'd had sex the night before.

"If I were a little more gentle, you would definitely twist your waist and ask me to use a little more strength."

This old bastard! A human's face and a tree's skin; this old geezer was truly shameless.

He stopped and asked me softly, "Does it still hurt?"

I pretended to nod my head weakly as I secretly rejoiced in my heart. Could it be that he was so kind that he let me go tonight?

Under my gaze, he slowly said, "Then tonight, do less."

Forget it, this is progress, I can't expect too much from him.

"July …" His voice is a little erratic, my heart is startled, this old geezer wants to set what moth?

"Marry me …" His voice was like a little hook. He grabbed my heart and began to pull.

I heard myself say, "Okay."

Ah? What? I don't want it! I don't want to marry a ghost! However, his throat felt like it was being stuffed, causing him to be unable to say anything.

He did what he wanted, but the movement of his body became more and more violent. I could not bear it any longer, so I bit him on the shoulder. He held me back and released himself.

I had gone to sleep when he released me last night, and for the first time I felt it, like ice water, against the fiery inner wall, where waves of tingling pain swept through me, and I began to shake and writhe uncontrollably.

He wanted more! I need more!

I put my hand on his shoulder and kissed him on the lips.

"In July, marry me." he asked me again.

I was moved. Didn't he already lead me to say that? Why did he ask again? Could it be that there was some kind of incantation or seal? As long as I nod or agree, some world-destroying ghost will be released …

I couldn't guess what he was thinking, but I was pretty sure I didn't want to marry him right now.

He's handsome and he's got a great job, but I don't want to marry a ghost.

An old ghost of unknown origin.