My heart condensed, and the fire rushed into my heart instantly, staring at him with no shortage of words.
He glanced at me diagonally, and his body gradually became empty.
"It's not right!" said angrily, stood up and dusted his body, still feeling uncomfortable. His posture of stomping people high above the feet is really infuriating.
There is no hope of escaping. Sister Zhou sat at the door all afternoon. Although she was always immersed in the paperwork, as long as I was disturbed, she would look at me cautiously.
Like spending the day on pins and needles, at night, after dinner, Sister Zhou said to me: "The bathroom is next to the bedroom. Would you like to take a bath, Madam?"
"Oh." I replied with my chopsticks in my hands, and looked up to see her face as usual, as if she hadn't been angry because of my escape today, and unconsciously sighed with relief.
However, according to this situation, it is a wishful thinking to escape here recently.
The bathroom is very large, about twenty square meters, filled with water in the carefully polished and smooth bath. After looking around, he took off his clothes and went into the water slowly after he was sure that there was nothing to break his hands or feet.
Pieces of petals are floating on the water, lingering, giving the illusion that the heroine in the TV series is treated.
Recently, the nerves have been severely overloaded. Soaking in a hot bath does relieve fatigue, and I close my eyes unknowingly.
Suddenly, a cool breeze came, and I opened my eyes, and the scene in front of me made me scream.
"Why did you come in!"
Subconsciously, he put his hands on his chest, and for a moment forgot that he had been married to Xuan Cang a long time ago, and he hadn't seen it before.
"The water is cold."
He said faintly, his slender fingertips plunged into the water, his brows frowned slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he brought a bathrobe over, squatted down, looked at it presumptuously from top to bottom.
"I want you to control, can you go out?" I flushed, shy and annoyed, and simply curled up.
"No." He squinted slightly, and touched my chin with his fingertips, making his eyes meet.
The handsome face is unobstructed, pale skin, three-dimensional features, just like a person walking out of a painting, those intensely inked eyes, as if sparks flashed by.
The heart trembled, and the atmosphere became a little more subtle.
Ran, his face suddenly magnified, and the corners of his lips touched something cold and soft.
"What are you doing!" I exclaimed, ignoring the blooming of the spring, and violently pushed against his shoulder, making the kiss like a dragonfly.
The rejected Xuan Cang sullied his face and showed displeasure: "Don't forget, you are my woman."
forget
How to forget
Marrying a ghost will be her permanent nightmare unless someone beats her to amnesia!
"Bathrobes for me." I don't want to talk about this kind of thing with him, and I am not afraid to be exposed in front of him.
Without looking at him, he walked straight beside him and stood in front of the mirror, with his wet hair clinging to his cheeks, a little uncomfortable. I looked for it in the cabinet but couldn't find a hair dryer, so I could only dry it with a towel.
The black shadow approached quietly, and his hands softly touched my waist. The head of Xuan Cang in the mirror was buried in my ears, sniffing lightly.
My heart was stiff, and I couldn't help trembling when he held his earlobe.
After all, he still couldn't escape his devil's claws, tortured over and over all night, and fell asleep exhausted until the sky was gray.
It's ridiculous, I clearly said that I was not qualified to give birth to his child, but a curse was planted in my body!
It was noon when I woke up, and two crows were jumping back and forth on the treetops outside the window, their feathers shiny black.
Sister Zhou brought in the hot soup with a kind smile on her face: "Ma'am, this is black chicken soup, it will help you."
I glanced at it and couldn't help sneering.
"I don't want to drink." I got up, as if I heard a'click' from my waist, a sore pain struck me, my movements stagnated but pretending to be nothing, I took my coat and put on my shoes calmly.
Sister Zhou also seemed to see that I was unhappy, and didn't say much, and followed me out of the room.
Stretching his face, his heart felt as uncomfortable as if he had pressed a large rock, and no one would be in a good mood if he was forced to toss him all night.
Perhaps it was because my black face was so obvious that Xuan Cang sat on the opposite side of me for a full half an hour, observing my appearance.
No, maybe I appreciate how unbearable I am after being bullied by her!
"She took the wrong medicine?"
He raised his eyebrows and asked Sister Zhou in a cold tone.
Taking the wrong medicine? You just took the wrong medicine! I was sarcastically inwardly, and gave him a roll of eyes.
At this moment, Sister Zhou came over and whispered something in his ear, with a secret smile on her face.
I was curious about what conspiracy they were discussing, but they couldn't hear a word when they pricked up their ears. They looked at me when they looked at each other.
I hurriedly turned my head, but Xuan Cang grabbed my hand.
"go."
"Where to go?"
I was puzzled. A white light pierced my eyes and people couldn't open my eyes. The life around my ears was noisy. When I opened my eyes, the scene in front of me was stunned.
This is the pedestrian street in the center of Lancheng City. The sun is blazing and people in colorful clothes are coming and going, trance like a huge screen playing daily life, so unreal.
"Didi..."
The sound of the car's whistle was harsh, and I shook my body unconsciously, which gave me a sense of reality.
"you… "
When I was about to ask Xuan Cang why he wanted to bring me here, he raised his head and his head went blank.
The person in front of him has fine black hair, a light blue suit jacket with a white shirt, dark blue nine-point jeans with bare ankles and a pair of brown frosted leather shoes, standing cheerfully.
"You, you are Xuan Cang?" I was a little unbelievable. For a second, he was still a gentleman in a wide-sleeved robe, and he became a fashionable and sunny man in his breath.
"What do you think?" He raised the corners of his lips lightly, with whites in his eyes, and his pupils were still black as brilliant gems.
Really Xuan Cang!
"Why do you bring me here?" I was puzzled, and took a step forward at the entrance of the alley, standing in the sunshine, and the blood seemed to be boiling.
"Let's go." He said lightly, and I glanced at him, and I guessed that it was Sister Zhou's idea.
During the walk, I couldn't help but look at every person who passed by. After staying in the ghost house for a long time, even passing by people feels precious.
They will also look back, of course, they are looking at Xuan Cang beside them.
The exquisite face, tall figure, fascinating smiles and fascinating smiles, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a new model.
He turned his head back 100%, and the vanity of standing next to him also overflowed, and he walked more and more with his head held up.
Unexpectedly, a person came oncoming, and saw that I was not hiding, and slammed into the face.
"Sorry, sorry!" She held my wrist and apologized again and again.
"It's okay." I said with a smile, watching her leave with her head down, and suddenly found a purple circle on her wrist, as if soaked in blood!