Chapter 159

Xu Qinglang felt numb at this time. He had seen many ghosts, but he was not afraid of them. However, the living man who had just gone to Wushan together with him made him feel speechless.

The woman glanced at him, looked at his frightened appearance, and seemed to find it more interesting. She reached for his chin and lightly clicked.

"It's lovely. It's like a cute little quail."

The woman's fingers were cold. Xu Qinglang shivered. He immediately put on his clothes and got off the bed. He didn't dare to look at the woman. All the money was thrown on the bed. He didn't pick it up. He just opened the door and ran out.

Compared with the last time he woke up on the nightstand, Xu Qinglang felt that today he seems to have failed even more than last time.

He was a little confused. When he got out of the hotel, he squatted on the curb and lit a cigarette.

This woman has mental problems.

But without looking at the scarred wrist, she is really beautiful.

It seems that there is no absolutely perfect thing in the world, and God will habitually create a little defect for the beautiful things, as if this is in line with the aesthetic of God.

For most men, a good family who is willing to give you money and has beautiful bed skills is willing to be your p-friend, which seems to be a very comfortable thing.

In fact, Xu Qinglang had this idea more or less in his mind before. He had no scruples and had no influence on his life. He only wanted to pursue a moment of happiness, which was enough to let people put down all their precautions and sink into it voluntarily.

Reach out, grab the hair, Xu Qinglang has some pain.

At this time, a pair of high-heeled shoes appeared behind Xu Qinglang. Xu Qinglang turned his head and saw the woman.

The woman is still smoking. Her wrist is wrapped by sleeves, and she can't see any flaws. She bends down and looks at Xu Qinglang. The deep groove in her chest is so deep that most men's eyes can't help themselves.

"Little brother, are you scared by my sister?"

Xu Qinglang shook his head, refused to see her, and continued to smoke.

"Then I'll leave. I'll make an appointment next time I'm in a good mood. By the way, this is your money."

The woman took the money out of her bag.

"I don't want it. I'm not short of money."

The woman froze for a moment, as if she was looking at a stubborn baby, saying:

"it's a coincidence that I don't lack it."

"Wow!"

The woman threw tens of thousands of yuan of cash into the air directly, and the money began to fly, attracting the eyes of many passers-by around. Then she sat in the car next to her and left.

Xu Qinglang sits in the flying banknotes, which reminds him of a bridge in the movie "God of gamblers" he watched as a child.

It's also raising money, and then Fage and woman dance in the rain of money.

After sniffing, Xu Qinglang stood up silently.

He took a few steps outside,

then stopped,

looked back, there was a share of money on the ground.

Oh,

am I short of money?

He turned around and went on.

At this time, several passers-by see Xu Qinglang go, subconsciously to this side to pick up money.

Xu Qinglang stopped again and walked quickly to the original,

"I don't lack it, but if he knew that I didn't want money on the ground for a little face, he would scold me to death!"

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"Achoo!"

In the bookstore, boss Zhou, who read the newspaper for half an evening, sneezed loudly.

"Boss, do you have a cold?" Asked the warbler with some concern.

"Hey, who should be thinking of him?" The Taoist priest pinched his finger and calculated, "tut Tut, it should be so."

"It's a bit dirty on the ground. I need to drag it again." Zhou Ze said slowly.

Lao Dao immediately pulled down his face and began to clean with a mop.

At this time, a Porsche stopped at the door of the study, and came into a gorgeous and exquisite woman. She was about thirty years old, from the top to the bottom, all of them showed their grace.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. It's like a lotus." The white warbler sighed.

This is also normal, because this woman is really beautiful, belonging to the type that looks more attractive.

"The dew on the hibiscus hasn't been wiped off yet."

Zhou Ze smiled,

a woman has spring on her cheek, water in her eyes, and a loose energy on her body. It seems that she has just experienced the land moistened by the spring rain and nurtured the vitality of her heart.

"Who is the boss?"

Asked the woman, looking around.

Zhou Ze frowned. Who is the boss?

Is this high school girl with coffee next to her boss?

Is the old farmer who is snorting and mopping with a mop the boss?There are only three people in the shop,

who is the boss?

You are blind.

Zhou Ze turns his back and ignores her. Anyway, you are a living person, not a ghost.

As a result, no one really cared about this woman.

Bai Yingying went to clean up the bar, and the old way continued to mop the floor,

Zhou Ze continued to lie on the sofa, and Ge You continued to lie.

"I have something to ask your boss. It's Wang Ke who introduced me."

Referring to Wang Ke, Zhou Ze slowly sat up straight.

When the woman saw Zhou Ze, she came over and sat down on the sofa opposite Zhou Ze.

Directly said:

"my husband has met some psychological problems recently, and always feels that he has seen ghosts. I asked Dr. Wang to see them. Dr. Wang recommended me to come here to see you. He said you are an expert in this field."

Zhou Ze didn't answer the woman, but took out his mobile phone. He was going to scold Wang Ke. The one who said that he would not find something for himself at the beginning, took it over and pushed himself to break it.

With the previous promise is farting?

The help and care for friends are limited. After all, Zhou Ze never felt that he was a living * *.

A bank card was thrown on the tea table by a woman before the call was made.

"There's a million on this card. The code is 003003."

Zhou Ze calls Wang Ke to be held responsible for the interruption of the process. Zhou Ze feels angry. Don't you see that I'm going to call?

What do you mean by throwing a card on the coffee table and saying that there are a million in it and returning the password?

You don't know that my maid threw out hundreds of thousands of funerary objects at random?

Don't you know that the old man who dragged the land in my family started the live broadcast to sell the banknotes, and his income exploded in minutes?

Don't you see that the cooks in my family have more than 20 Suites?

Zhou Ze put down his mobile phone,

reached for his hand,

picked up the card.

Alas,

I'm still a bad man, and I value friendship too much. I still have to help my friends with their help.

"Here is the deposit."

The woman added.

Zhou Ze's hand shakes for a while,

alas, the injury is not good yet, and the body is a little weak. He starts shaking with a small card.

"Yingying, why don't you serve coffee when the guests come?" Zhou Ze is very discontented to shout to the bar.

"Here!"

the white warbler came at once with his coffee.

The woman looks at Zhou Ze calmly. She enjoys the feeling of taking money and smashing people into submission.

Whether in bed, or under the bed, whether men or women, she uses the money in her hand to do no harm.

"Tell me about you. How old is your husband?" Zhou Ze asked.

"He is ninety-three this year." The woman replied.

Zhou Ze looks at the woman a little more unexpectedly.

"Yes, I was with him just because I liked his money and heritage. Then I told him that we were true love. The old man felt good about himself. Believe it."

The woman still said calmly.

"Thank you for your frankness."

"I'm not honest. You'll think about that."

The woman took the coffee and took a sip, frowning slightly.

"No sugar."

"I don't like sugar." Zhou Ze said.

The woman put down her coffee. "In a word, when do you have time, you can go to my house to see my husband. He is so suspicious recently that the normal life between husband and wife can't be carried out."

"Poof..."

Zhou Ze, who is drinking coffee, is choked.

The white warbler took the paper towel to wipe the boss's mouth carefully, and then backed away.

"With all due respect, I think you should hope he belches earlier."

"Well, he was dying, and he could hardly get out of bed, but from the time he cried to hell, his spirit was much better than before."

The woman continued worriedly:

"if it goes on like this, I think he may not be able to die for the time being. What I said is natural death."

"I see. And then, what do you want me to do?"

"To solve his current situation, I don't care if he is a mental version of Alzheimer's or if he is really haunted by ghosts, I want him to return to normal, and then continue to lie in bed quietly and wait for death as before."

"Well, I agree. I'll try my best to cure your husband."

There is a sneer on the corner of a woman's mouth,

"hypocrisy."

"By the way, has your husband ever said that he is pestering him? Who is it?

I mean, what's the identity of the ghost that haunts him?

Does he know each other? "

"His ex-wife, his son, his daughter, his grandson, his granddaughter, and his great granddaughter."Women count by fingers,

"a lot of people."

"Sorry, they have already?"

"Five years ago, a large family of them had a party on a cruise ship, and then they had an accident. The ship sank, and there was no one on board. That is to say, his family had no one except him who happened to go ashore to talk about business that day."

"Well."

Zhou Ze hears the words and nods.

In this way, whether the old man is haunted by the spirits of the dead or the mental problems greatly influenced by the psychological pressure, both of them are very likely.

"And how long have you been married to him?"

"Five years."

The woman still replied calmly.

Zhou Ze did not continue to ask, hands are constantly weighing the bank card.

This is a puddle of muddy water. No, it is likely to be a cesspit. If you walk by yourself, you will probably contaminate yourself. At least, you will smell the odor.

"One million deposit, five million after it's done." The woman looked at Zhou Ze, and her smooth fingers gently touched the back of his hand.

The white warbler warbler looked at Duqi's mouth. He was so old and seduced men!

Yingying didn't think about it. In terms of age, other people in the study, including Lao Dao, are not as old as her.

"Plus I'll be in bed with you three times."

The woman added.

The white warbler's face is more ugly,

Ganlin Niang!

Get your face together!

Zhou Ze quietly moved the woman's hand away and said:

"how about replacing the latter condition with eight million?"