My host is always busy

Chapter 273 Rural Mysteries [23]

At this moment, Wang Shangou is soaking in the bathhouse, enjoying the massage of the little beauty with his eyes closed comfortably. On the small table next to him, there are also a bottle of red wine and two plates of fruits. Yes, it's cool.

The little ghost king looked at it, why did he feel pain in his heart?
Md, if it wasn't for this little bastard, why would he be in this state?Driven by a human being, let's not talk about face when you say it out, you will lose all your insides.

Thinking about it this way, it was unstoppable anger.

But the face can't show it, so I can only hold back, and with a teleportation, the little ghost king is attached to the masseur's body. Wang Shangou didn't notice it, so he pinched the grapes on the side and put it in his mouth with a face of comfort and enjoyment .

"How is it? Does Mr. Wang feel okay?" The little ghost king controlled the masseur, and slowly approached Wang Shangou, the warm breath sprayed on Wang Shangou's ears, and there was a slight itching feeling. affection.

It seemed that her whole body was on fire, Wang Shangou immediately opened her eyes, she didn't expect to see a face that was full of pus and pits, and the yellow juice was like hot cheese, sticking to her face, Shui Lingling's big eyes turned into two black holes, and the corners of his mouth were split open, with a piercing smile: "Chachacha, do I look good?"

"Ghost...ghost!" Wang Shangou's eyes widened like copper bells, and then he screamed and sank to the bottom of the water. The little ghost king cast a contemptuous glance, left the masseur's body, and dissipated into the room.

The people outside heard the screams and rushed in immediately to rescue them. The woman fell to the ground and the man was soaked in the water. Hospital.

From then on, Wang Shanqiu seemed to have become a frequent visitor to the hospital. He would go to the hospital every now and then to have a look, and he kept mumbling about ghosts every day.

The doctor just laughed it off, but he treated him conscientiously. Anyway, he either knocked his head or touched his arm. In short, he hasn't stopped coming to the hospital for two months. It's rain or shine.

On the other hand, on Zhu Ling's side, flirting and doing things are right.

Erya's side has already dealt with it. Although the ghost was persistent, he finally listened to Erya's persuasion and honestly went to reincarnate. This person, after working hard all his life, finally turned his body into a cup of loess, After being nourished by nature, the soul went to the underworld, and the punishment should be punished. Those reincarnated, a bowl of Mengpo soup, forget the past, and in the end, who remembers whom?

That day, Zhu Ling had just finished her breakfast when someone called her again, saying that someone from the county had called and said they were looking for her by name, but the village was lively, and they all looked at her appreciatively along the way.

"What do you think people in this county are looking for Ling girl?" The old women sat under the tree, embroidering shoe insoles, watching Zhu Ling walking by the field, and couldn't help discussing.

"Who knows, although Ling girl was not born to Goddess Zhou's wife, she is better than her own. This whole body of skills has been passed on to her. She solved the old Li's matter last time by herself."

"Hey, that's amazing. It's said that the old lady in the village next door didn't dare to answer the old Li's matter."

"That's not true. This girl is beautiful and capable. It's a pity that she is lonely and has no relatives to take care of her. But she is promising."

The old ladies chatted with a smile. Lin Mingxuan passed by, carrying a bundle of firewood, and greeted them with a smile. Looking at the back of the man who had gone away, a sense of pride appeared in his heart. What was he proud of?
"Girl, this way." The only phone in the village was pressed at Tao's canteen. Zhu Ling picked up the phone, and the voice on the phone was a male. He didn't look too young, he was a middle-aged man.

(End of this chapter)