After marrying Pluto, she was pampered every day

It's now.

The narcissistic man reached for the light.

Ok?

What about the switch?

The narcissistic man touched again and again, but only touched the cold wall.

No, why is this wall so cold?

The narcissistic man hasn’t realized that something is wrong.

Look back at the wall.

But he saw a livid face.

Two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed down.

"what!"

A shrill scream.

The livid face slowly approached him, making an unpleasant whooshing sound.

"Ah! Don't come over!"

The narcissistic man was so frightened that his legs became weak.

The more I tried to escape, the weaker my legs became.

It was shaken and turned into a sieve.

Pooh!

With this little courage, you still dare to kidnap my mother.

I pursed my lips and continued to act like a ghost.

A few strange noises were made from time to time.

Narcissistic men seem to have urinary incontinence besides moaning "ahhh".

It flowed down his pants and reached my feet.

Made!

Nausea.

Boom!

The old ghost came in at the right time and knocked him unconscious.

I:!

"Who asked you to knock people unconscious?"

The old ghost's voice was as cold as ice, "How dare you insult my wife..."

Before he finished speaking, the old ghost stretched out his fingertips and tapped the narcissistic man's eyebrows.

Then, the narcissistic man actually closed his eyes and started to take off his clothes.

The old ghost covered my eyes in time.

All I heard was the narcissistic man humming.

Through the fingers of the old ghost, I saw the narcissistic man hugging the legs of the bed and shrugging.

The old ghost covered my eyes.

In the end all I saw was a pool of blood on the floor where the narcissistic man was.

I gasped.

I didn't feel the slightest emotion of the old ghost protecting me, only the chill that came from the bottom of my heart.

"Madam, you can relieve your anger."

I:?

I looked at him blankly

Turn away.

The bastard watching the door had fainted against the wall.

No need to ask, you know it was the old ghost who did it.

"girl"

The old ghost chased him out, "Is the lady angry?"

I didn't respond to him.

Walking faster and faster.

"Madam, my husband has neglected me these past two days. I will apologize to you for my fault. Madam, don't go too fast."

I'm walking in front.

The old ghost followed closely behind, coaxing me a few words at first, but then he stopped talking at all and kept following me.

I stop and he stops.

I go and he goes.

This is costing me.

"Are you done with it? You've already broken up with me, why are you still following me?"

"When did my husband break up with his wife?"

The old ghost frowned.

He grabbed me by the collar and carried me to him, asking me to explain clearly.

"What are you talking about? I saw a ghost, and the ghost told me to break up with me... ugh!"

The old ghost made a serious face, pulled me into his arms, and pressed my face to his chest, "Did you hear me?"

I:?

What does he mean?

"It beats for you. My husband had no heartbeat before."

He is a ghost, how can a ghost have a heartbeat?

But he has now.

Not only the heartbeat but also the body temperature.

All of this is given to him by me in front of him.

"Let go"

I pushed him, "We've already broken up, give me this, you're calling it a hooligan."

Well!

He hugged him even tighter.

My face was squeezed and deformed by his chest again.

I was so angry that I punched him twice with my fists.

"Madam, you will never let go of your husband, not even if you are a gangster."

I:?

I don’t want to be teased by gangsters.

"Ugh! Let go, my face hurts."

This time he let go of his hand, but carefully held my face.

Before I could slap him to vent my anger, his lips fell lovingly on my cheek.

I flashed my big innocent eyes and was confused.

Then he picked up my princess by the waist.

Back in the hotel room in the blink of an eye.

Let go again.

I was thrown onto the bed.

"wanna die!

Just as I was about to curse, the old ghost untied his belt and the red shirt slipped off.

Like flowers falling away, his unique character is revealed.

I silently swallowed the curse words on my lips.

Staring at his thin but muscular chest.

So shy!

But it made my blood boil even more.

This damn guy wants to seduce me again.

He knows that I can't stand the temptation of sex.

No, I have to hold back.

"Miss..."

His eyes suddenly darkened, and the soft waves flickered, as if countless emotions were surging, trying to get me into the depths of his eyes.

Being stared at by him made me feel blasphemous and guilty.

He looks so awesome.

But I am too vulgar.

"Miss..."

His warm fingertips were pressed against my lips, stroking them again and again.

The breath sprayed in my ears, calling me over and over again.

"Don't break up. My husband will give you everything you want."

He is too affectionate.

I dare not go to see him.

It's obviously what he said about breaking up, but now he's showing off his deep feelings.

I can't even figure out which one is the real him.

"Madam... Madam..."

I raised my hand to cover his mouth, preventing him from speaking.

"You said, give me whatever I want."

"Yes"

He pressed against me, breathing raggedly.

There was suppressed lust in her phoenix eyes.

"Okay, you go to the rooftop opposite and dance for me, and I'll forgive you this time."

He is a very conservative ghost.

He is also an extremely shameless ghost.

Getting him to dance in public is definitely a challenge.

"This?"

The old ghost was very embarrassed, with resistance written all over his face.

"Madam, as my husband is the King of Hades, dancing in public is harmful to..."

"That's it."

After hearing this, the old ghost just breathed a sigh of relief.

I added, "Let's forget it between us."

"No," the old ghost clamped down on me, "Just go and do it for your husband."

The floor opposite is not high.

Looking from the window of the hotel where I am, it looks like a big natural stage.

And on this stage, there is still an outdoor cafe.

The kind that's packed every day.

This time it seems that the old ghost is really willing to take risks.

He really jumped.

Holding a long sword and fluttering in red clothes, she is exceptionally beautiful.

A sword dance was performed by him, which gave him the impression that the immortal was about to ride the wind back.

He was mobbed again.

The sound card keeps jamming when taking pictures.

The amazement didn't stop from beginning to end.

The whole street almost came to a standstill because of him.

Thousands of people stood downstairs to watch.

In the end, unexpectedly, he cupped his fists and said to the onlookers: "I dance today just to make my wife change her mind and make you laugh."

Then, I was called out by those melon-eating people.

"forgive him"

"forgive him"

I:?

I really underestimate him, but he will fan the flames.

I was originally angry, but I just wanted to embarrass him.

Unexpectedly, it turned into embarrassing myself.

Miscalculated.

Then that night I had nightmares.

It was pitch black all around.

The bed beneath me is not a soft one.

Started cold and wet.

I jumped up excitedly.

chubby.

The fat guy right in front was squatting there with his back to me, motionless.

I strode over and put my hand on his shoulder.

Good ice.

I quickly retracted my hand.

Ho ho!

Xiaopang let out a strange laugh and slowly raised his head.

He was bleeding from all his orifices and his face was pale.

Baring a mouth of fangs, it is particularly scary.

This?

What the hell is this place?

Didn’t I kiss and hug the old ghost?

Why did you wake up like this?

I stretched out my hand and started counting.

Made!

Someone has captured my soul and trapped it here.

What about Fatty?

Could it be that he was harmed?

Thinking of this, I was filled with fear.

Immediately mobilize the spiritual energy seal to break the opponent's soul-binding formation that traps my soul.

The opponent's strength is not as good as mine.

The magic circle was broken, and I faintly heard a scream, followed by silence.

The opponent ran away.

When I open my eyes again.

I'm still in the hotel room.

I just don’t know where the old ghost went.

I don’t have time to look for the old ghost now.

Sit cross-legged and release my consciousness to chase the bastard who is holding my soul.

puff!

in a luxurious room.

A milk dumpling spit out a mouthful of blood, and his pink face turned pale.

The little body swayed.

Fell down on the bed.

He is the nephew of a narcissistic man.

I remember him.

"Ah! Baby, baby, what's wrong?"

Grandma Naituanzi feels very distressed.

Holding the milk dumplings in her arms, she wiped her tears and shouted, "Go find the family doctor quickly."

"Grandma" Nai Tuanzi was so weak that she opened her eyes, "She is very powerful, the baby can't beat her."

"Who? Someone bullied the baby. Grandma asked someone to arrest him to vent his anger on the baby."

There was fierceness in her eyes.

It's definitely not just talk.

"Grandma is the one who harmed uncle. Baobao wanted to help uncle teach her a lesson, but she was so bad that he couldn't even harm uncle..."

"Stop talking, my dear grandson, grandma knows."

The woman thought about her son being discovered.

In the basement, I was already hugging the legs of the bed, rubbing my lower body down.

She hates it so much!

Send someone immediately to catch the culprit.

As a result, it hasn't come back yet.

And her sweet grandson was also severely injured by the other party.

She wanted the other person to die miserably.

"grandmother"

"My dear grandson, have a good rest. Grandma will take care of this."

The old woman hugged the milk dumpling again, kissed him, and coaxed him to sleep.

He stood up and left the room angrily.

I looked at the milk dumplings on the bed and couldn't understand how such a small child could have magical powers.

Did you start practicing since you were born?

"Who?"

My eyes were too focused, and Naituanzi sensed it.

"Your Grandmaster" I opened my mouth and started talking nonsense.

But it frightened the simple milk dumpling.

"My ancestor is dead, my master is also dead, you are talking nonsense."

Ah!

This milk dumpling has a serious look, which is quite funny.

"Yes! I'm talking nonsense, but who made you believe it?"

Blame me!

Hey!

"You" Naituanzi changed his face, "You are a bad woman. It was you who was in the hospital last time, right?"

"Yes, it's me. Your uncle wants to sleep with me. Isn't it too much for me to fight back? But you use the Soul-Confining Array to trap me to death. What do you call this? Are you a good person?"

"I……"

Naituanzi was speechless.

The pale little face was also flushed from holding back.

"But it's wrong for you to harm my uncle."

cut!

There is no distinction between right and wrong, "But your uncle also harmed me."

Naituanzi was speechless again.

"Who is your master?" I asked.

"Why are you asking this, you bad woman? I won't tell you."

"Oh! So your master is shady!"

I deliberately provoked him.

Sure enough, Naituanzi was anxious, "No, my master is Taoist Priest Ziyu."

I:?

This?

"Goodbye, I'm leaving."

This old Taoist priest Ziyu must have been my enemy in my previous life!

I always encounter his apprentices who bully me.

Naituanzi couldn't feel my consciousness and shouted twice, "Bad guy, bad guy..."

I returned to the hotel consciously.

The old ghost has returned.

The clothes he wore were not the long robes and brocade clothes he had before.

But a white shirt and casual pants.

White shirt, rolled up sleeves, revealing his shapely forearms.

The fluffy short hair looks full of vitality under the light cast by the sun.

A bright smile that seems to glow.

What a beautiful boy.

"Madam, we have to go." He leaned over, took some clothes and put them on my head.

"Those people are looking for trouble?"

"Yeah! There are a lot of people."

He didn’t tell me that he was on all the trending headlines today.

The whole city is looking for him.

The man who dressed in red and performed a sword dance to ask for forgiveness from his lover.

However, this man was destined to become a legend.

"Oh! Then leave quickly."

"By the way, Xiaopang won't be implicated in this matter, right?"

I seemed to suddenly have an enlightenment.

Could it be that Xiaopang's death was because of this?

The old ghost said nothing.

Is this his default?

I grabbed his hand that was helping me get dressed and said seriously, "Can I save you?"

The old ghost met my gaze and shook his head slowly.

"Can't be saved"

Can't be saved?

"But, he died because of me."

I'll feel guilty.

The old ghost's eyes flashed, he lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose, and said in an extremely soft voice, "His death has nothing to do with the wife, he was cheating the wife for his husband."

But that's not his fault either.

Who asked the lady to always play with Xiaopang all day long, which made him look superfluous.

He just couldn't see his wife being so close to other men.

I:! !

"Xie Zixian, I really want to strangle you to death."

bastard.

It made me feel guilty for so long.

It’s a shame that I trust him so much. I believe whatever he says.

I really shouldn't have forgiven him like that.

"My wife, please spare my life, I don't dare to do this to my husband anymore."

The old ghost is becoming more and more cooperative with me.

He was beaten all over the bed and begged for mercy.

The filter he put on me was getting weaker and weaker.

Click!

I was beating hard when a soft sound came from the door, which was still noticed by me and the old ghost.

We both stopped fighting and looked toward the door.

As the door opens from the outside.

The old ghost hugged me and disappeared from the room.

call!

On the mountain behind my hometown.

Looking at the familiar mountain scenery in front of me.

I ran away.

But what about Fatty?

I'm still a little worried.

"Old ghost, I don't think I can watch Fatty die..."

"Shh!"

I haven't finished speaking.

The old ghost raised his hand and popped out the thick fluorescent scroll.

The book unfolded slowly.

The life of Yan Hanxin is shown above.

And finally there was his death.

He killed.

I was stunned, "He, he died?"

The old ghost nodded.

"Life or death has been decided. Madam, please don't feel too guilty."

Everyone must experience death.

This is reincarnation and rebirth.

Ugh!

Maybe the old ghost is right.

After all, he has been through more than me.

"When will he die? I want to give him a ride."

Since it can't be saved.

Then give him your best wishes!

"Two days later"

The old ghost took my hand and turned around.

Getting ready to go home.

I looked down the mountain at the gray-black roofs.

He grabbed the old ghost with his backhand and said, "Take me to fly down!"

The old ghost's beautiful phoenix eyes were slightly raised.

"it is good"

His arm slid down and wrapped around my slim waist.

He took me and jumped down the mountain.

It is this feeling.

My body became weightless, and my heart started to fly.

Feeling dizzy and extremely comfortable.

I closed my eyes, opened my arms, and felt the thrill of the dive.

The wind blew across my cheeks, which made it a little cold.

But more often than not, “I can fly.”

Haha!

The old ghost adjusted his posture and turned behind me.

I raised my head and rubbed his chest.

"Old ghost, I love you."

The wind got a little strong and blew my words away.

The old ghost hugged my waist tightly and said, "My husband also loves his wife very much."

I am so happy that the one I love more than myself also loves me the same.

That's why the wind is getting stronger and stronger.

Directly into my mouth.

Cough!

"Stop, I'm going to go down."

Made!

got windy.

bah bah bah!

Blow my mouth of dust.

What's even worse is that the dust hits my face and it hurts.

"I don't want to fly anymore, cough cough"

"Okay, let's go home then."

When I got home, as soon as my feet touched the ground in my yard, I almost threw up.

Mouth full of grains of sand.

The same goes for his face, which is full of dirt to the touch.

I looked in the mirror and could only use four words to describe me.

Disgusted.

Looking back at the old ghost, his white shirt is still a white shirt, and his short hair is still clean and fluffy.

The hairstyle hasn't changed.

The more I looked at it, the more annoyed I became, "Why are you so refreshing?"

"I used a wind-avoiding spell on my husband."

The old ghost looked at me calmly.

He was kind enough to help me smooth my long hair.

Snapped!

I slapped his hand away and said angrily: "You know how to use the wind-avoiding spell, why don't you let me use it?"

The old ghost blinked innocently, "Is this? I think my wife likes to blow in the wind..."

"You big-headed idiot, I think you did it on purpose, to harm me on purpose. If you kill me, you can find a wife.

Xie Zixian, I misjudged you. "