Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"What do you mean?" Xu Ziyu didn't understand what she meant.

"Why would I be jealous and disappointed because of you." Cheng Moxun pressed his back against the seat, closing his eyes slightly: "Have you forgotten? How much I want to get rid of you and leave the company."

Xu Ziyu was furious, he turned to look at Cheng Moxun.

My heart seemed to be touched by something.

Cheng Moxun just huddled in the seat.His complexion was a little pale, and his eyes were dull.The whole person looked extremely tired.

A little distressed, she looks a lot thinner than before.

Speaking of which, it's not just the old man of the Xia family.Many of Xu Ziyu's opponents in the industry have deliberately found his weaknesses for so many years.

He has been invincible until he met her.

This is a weakness and a fortress.But he didn't want anything to hurt her.

But now, he made Cheng Moxun extremely tired.

Turning his head away, he kept silent and drove for another distance.

"You won't leave." Xu Ziyu said silently in his heart.

Cheng Moxun looked calm, but actually his heart was turbulent.She couldn't restrain her wild thoughts, but she didn't dare to believe Xu Ziyu's words.

In case, it's another joke to tease my mood.what to do?
On the other hand, Ai Heer is desperately resisting Hisoka.

There was a mess in the coffee shop, and the customers were scared away.

The waiter and store manager hid in the corner, not knowing what to do.Wanting to call the police, the phone was smashed, and the mobile phone signal was inexplicably lost; trying to escape, the broken tables and chairs were piled up at the door, and coffee cups and spoons were flying around along the way.

terrible!The store manager is frowning.

"Baby, don't touch this, it's very dangerous." Xi Suo quickly snatched the knife and fork from Ai He'er's hand: "So you are so skilled, I was afraid of hurting you back then, you are very gentle..."

Half a baguette stick was stuffed in, and Ai He'er blushed and shouted: "Siso, get the hell out of here!" She didn't look like the virtuous noble lady before.

"Oh, I refuse." Reaching out to snatch the bread away, Hisoka's dark green pupils were filled with tenderness: "I found you with great difficulty."

Ai He'er didn't know what to do. The man in front of him who spoke Chinese better than himself was far superior to him by several ranks in terms of intelligence and physical strength.

There is absolutely no chance of winning if this continues!

With a flash in his eyes, Ai He'er picked up a broken bench and threw it straight at Hisoka.Then she quickly ran to the gate, stepped on the hills of broken tables and chairs, and rushed out.

Seeing her almost falling figure, Hisoka's eyes flashed a dangerous light.

Without hesitation, Hisoka also jumped over the pile of tattered tables and chairs and left the coffee shop.

The manager of the coffee shop looked sad, looked at the mess in the shop, and looked at the clerk in blank dismay.

Someone walked in from outside the door, and the store manager looked up.

It was a foreign old man who looked old. The old man had gray hair, but he wore a suit and looked elegant.

"Hi, I'm here to make compensation." The Chinese was very standard, and the old man bent slightly: "Please give me a list of the things my master broke."

The manager of the coffee shop opened his mouth in surprise.

Hisoka caught Ai He'er less than 100 meters away.

"Long time no see, your physical strength is really different from before. When you think about it, you don't even have time to climb out of bed..." Hisoka hugged Ai He'er tightly from behind, biting her earlobe lightly with his teeth... Unexpectedly, she trembled violently, and her body softened.

"You're still so sensitive." Hisoka said in a happy mood, "I've spent so much effort on you."

"There is no shortage of women around you!" Ai He'er struggled angrily: "Why bother to keep pestering me?"

"Because you are special." Hisoka smiled slightly, increasing the strength on his arm: "You are my only wife."

"Are you trying to make me laugh on purpose?" Ai He'er replied coldly, "Unfortunately, it's not funny at all. It won't be interesting after hearing this kind of thing too many times."

"I don't believe it. It's okay..." Hisoka looked behind him, and a black limousine drove over and stopped beside him.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door.Hisoka picked up Ai He'er and threw it in.

Before Ai Heer could react, Hisoka had already sat up.

A white-haired old foreigner was drawing a bill with a pen. When he saw Hisoka, he nodded politely: "Master, it's all settled." Then he looked at Ai He'er and bowed in the same way: "Ma'am, long time no see."

"Hello, Mr. Smith." Ai He'er was tightly held in Hisoka's arms, her expression not clear: "To be honest, I don't want to see you."

Hisoka laughed softly, Ai Heer raised his head and glared at him: "And you."

"It makes me sad when you say that." Hisoka played with Ai He'er's long hair: "I miss you every second."

Ai He'er's eyes sank, and she began to study the props in the car that could escape.

But she then gave up.

Hisoka was not an ordinary person, he had already expected the possibility of her running away, how could he give her a chance.

"Why don't you talk?" Xi Suorao asked with interest, which was rare to see her so honest.

"What are you talking about?" Ai He'er looked out the window in boredom: "Where is this going?"

Hisoka smiled, didn't speak, hugged Ai He'er tightly, his heart was fuller than ever before.

The car stopped at the gate of Xia's mansion.

It took Ai He'er half a minute to remember that this place had been hacked by him using computer technology.

With complicated eyes, Ai He'er didn't know what happened.

"Xu Ziyu has helped you for so long, and also kept it from me for so long." Hisoka said with a gloomy expression, "If I don't teach him a little lesson, how can I feel relieved that I have been looking for you for so long."

"This has nothing to do with him!" Ai He'er became anxious: "It's my condition, it's what I asked for."

"That would make me even more unhappy." Hisoka pinched Ai He'er's chin, his eyes sharp: "Do you know how much this bothers me?"

"Why don't you let go of your possessiveness?" Ai He'er had tears in her eyes: "Or, don't play this game so obsessively? Let me go and give yourself a chance to play a new game."

"You're not here, how can I have fun." Hisoka kissed her eyelids, a little cold.

Ai Heer's heart sank.

The ghost king only felt that something was pulling him.

He couldn't tell what it was, but he knew it wasn't a malicious force.As if calling it.

That power is very familiar, as if... the ghost king suddenly shook his spirit.

Without thinking too much, he ran along that force.

This is a girl's room.

The room was several times larger than Cheng Moxun's, and the interior decoration was obviously much more upscale.

The ghost king saw the pink wallpaper inside the room, the shiny crystal ornaments, and many skirts on the hangers.

He went around to the dresser, which was covered with bottles and jars, more or less very shiny.

feel a little uncomfortable.

The ghost king frowned, and he looked around the room for a week.

That power pervaded the room, and that breath was everywhere.

He looked down at his hands and felt energy surge up.

Absolutely!
The King of Ghosts noticed that on the desk in the corner of the room, a drawer was locked with an inappropriate code.

He quickly came to the desk and reached out to touch it.

The arm passed through the combination lock, through the outer layer of the drawer...

The ghost king narrowed his eyes, and could vaguely see a round outline in the drawer.

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the round object, and with a little force, he and his arm passed through the combination lock and retracted it.

Open the palm, the familiar wooden box still exudes a faint fragrance.

There was a green light slightly leaking through the gap, the Ghost King squinted his eyes and opened the box.

Inside the box was a ring. The moment the box was opened, it suddenly shone with light, just like an ordinary ring, lying on the bottom of the box without any abnormalities.

The style is simple, generous, but different.

It was the ghost wedding ring.

The ring that Cheng Moxun couldn't find no matter what, is here?

The ghost king looked around again, but didn't have any impression.He saw the bright sunlight coming through the window and onto the floor of the room.

He frowned slightly, although with the help of the ring, he felt a surge of strength.But he didn't want to use the ring because he didn't want to affect his engagement with Cheng Moxun.

The sun is just right at this time, if he touches it for too long, it must not be a good thing.

But this thing is too strange...

The ghost king bent slightly, and stuck to the window, using the gauze curtain to cover himself a little.

Outside the window, you can see a very beautiful garden.Although it looks like a park, it doesn't quite look like it.

In the middle of the garden is a huge fountain with countless statues of little angels.The ghost king twitched the corners of his mouth in disdain. He saw a road crossing the garden, bypassing the fountain directly opposite the door, and leading directly to the outside of the gate.

At this time, there was a black stretched car parked at the gate.

The door opened, and two figures got out of the car.

The distance is a little far, and the sun is strong.The ghost king couldn't see the faces of those two people clearly.

The two men walked in their direction, and someone in uniform ran to say hello.Only then did the ghost king notice that this is a big mansion.

He turned his head and looked around, and finally noticed a framed photo on the bedside table in the room.

Squinting his eyes and looking at it, the ghost king was startled.

The photo turned out to be himself and another woman.

Immediately realized that this person should be Xu Ziyu.And where did that woman seem to have been seen before?
The ghost king turned his head to look downstairs outside the window, and the two people finally approached, it was a man and a woman.

The man clasped the woman's waist tightly, and the woman looked extremely reluctant.

Not the woman in the picture.

Standing at the window, the King of Ghosts suddenly remembered the woman in the photo, she seemed to be the woman who was planning to hit Cheng Moxun in the hotel that day!
It seems to be called... Xia Yanchu?

The ghost king frowned, he unconsciously took a few steps, and walked to the middle of the window.

The sun shines through his body, and he doesn't feel the slightest discomfort.The ring in his hand is continuously providing him with strength.