Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"Good boy." Xu Ziyu showed affection, and reached out and stroked her forehead twice, brushing away all the broken hair on her forehead.

Cheng Moxun frowned, as if he was not happy that someone touched her.

Sighing, Xu Ziyu lightly pecked her jelly-colored lips, pinched the tip of her nose with his palm, and flicked her smooth and soft face.

Her skin felt so good that Xu Ziyu couldn't help touching it a few more times.

"Hmm..." Slowly opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was a handsome face magnified N times!Cheng Moxun couldn't help shouting: "Ah!"

"Don't be afraid, it's me." Xu Ziyu pulled her into his arms: "It's okay."

"Xu Ziyu!" Cheng Moxun's eyes widened, she looked around, and then turned her gaze back to the man in front of her: "Where is this?

"I don't know either." Xu Ziyu shook his head, but the smile on his face couldn't be restrained: "I just came to try my luck, and finally found you."

"Looking for me?" Cheng Moxun was confused, she looked at Xu Ziyu full of doubts: "What happened?"

"I don't know!" Xu Ziyu pouted, with a helpless expression on his face: "When I came here, I saw that Xu Ziyu's mind was a little unclear, so I became possessed."

Possession?Cheng Moxun raised her eyebrows, she struggled to leave the embrace in front of her, moved back a certain distance, and looked at the man carefully.

Looking at her surprised expression, Xu Ziyu's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he tilted his head slightly: "Didn't you see that I am the King of Ghosts?"

"You really came to look for Xu Ziyu..." Cheng Moxun murmured, before guessing that the ghost king would look for her everywhere if he didn't see her coming home.

Now it proves that she guessed right, but this is not the point anymore.But why was she sent to Xu Ziyu's side?
"What are you thinking?" Ghost King casually raised his hand, and flicked her forehead punitively.

"Hey!" Although the force was not strong, it also left a light red mark on her white and tender skin.Cheng Moxun frowned, and she raised her hand to cover her forehead: "What are you doing!"

It doesn't hurt to say it hurts, but the feeling of being hit on the forehead seems to still remain on the forehead.

"Who told you not to go home, shouldn't I find the person who took you away first?" Ghost King curled his lips in dissatisfaction, he pulled away Cheng Moxun's raised hand, and gently rubbed the slight spot on his forehead. red.

Who knows that it's okay not to knead, but after kneading, the redness becomes more conspicuous.

"Uh..." Although the person involved didn't respond, the ghost king felt quite distressed when he saw it, so he gently put his mouth close to Cheng Moxun's forehead, and blew gently: "It won't hurt anymore."

The masculine aura unique to men rushed towards him, Cheng Moxun stared at the firm chest that suddenly came up, and swallowed unconsciously.

She stared blankly for half a minute, feeling the cold air on her forehead disappear, and then slowly reacted.

"My figure is also very good. Although you can't see it, it's not much worse than this one..." Ghost King lowered his head slightly, put the tip of his nose against hers, and said with a smile.

"Plop! Plop!" The sound of the beating heart was so loud that both of them could hear it clearly.

Feeling the fierce beating of his chest, Cheng Moxun bit his lower lip slightly, and subconsciously leaned back, but he clearly saw the corner of Ghost King's lips slightly raised: "It seems that all this makes your heart move?"

In the dimly lit small room, there are countless cardboard boxes and some sundries piled up.

Two men were sitting at a round table in the corner, smoking cigarettes, the red flame flickering in the darkness.

Xia Yanchu felt her head hurting like hell, she frowned and gave a soft warning.

Opening her eyes slightly, she found herself lying on the floor.She felt weak in all limbs and could only struggle to look around.

"Are you awake?" Someone whispered next to him: "Should I just get an injection? We don't need to stay here anymore."

"The boss said that if you give her an injection, it will reduce her pain." Another sighed: "It's better to let her smell more drugs, although the effect is short, but it will cause nervous disorders. painful."

"What a feud this little girl has with the boss..." The man stood up from his seat, walked up to Xia Yanchu, then squatted down, covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Xia Yanchu wanted to struggle, but she couldn't exert any strength at all. She could only watch the man's face become more and more blurred in front of her eyes.

"Call the boss and ask how long it will take." The man turned his head and shouted to his companion.

A strange fragrance lingered in her nostrils, and Xia Yanchu felt her mind begin to groggy again, and soon she rolled her eyes and passed out again.

The man in front of him, with a slight smile on his expression, just looked at him leisurely.

His shirt was still open, and his lean muscles made people blush and heartbeat.

You can't be so useless!Cheng Moxun felt a little hot on his face, so he quickly turned his head to the side: "Cough...you put on your clothes first."

The ghost king frowned, he looked down, and the smile on his face became playful: "Whatever you wear, you have to take it off anyway."

As he spoke, he pulled the shirt completely off his body.Then with a wave of his hand, the shirt was thrown on the floor next to the bed.

"Ah!" Cheng Moxun didn't expect the ghost king to do this. When she saw that good figure, she couldn't help but screamed, and then wanted to run out of bed.

"Hey, don't move around." The ghost king stretched out his long arms and took her into his arms.

"You're the one who shouldn't move!" Cheng Moxun glared at the Ghost King angrily, struggling hard: "Let me go!"

Unexpectedly, her fingers accidentally touched Xu Ziyu's body, and the hot skin temperature scorched her fingertips.

The pupils suddenly tightened, and Cheng Moxun withdrew his hand in panic.

"There's something wrong with this body..." Ghost King's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were deep.

The emotion contained in these eyes is too strong to make people dare to look directly at them.

"Obviously you have a problem." Cheng Moxun blushed and didn't dare to look up, she pouted: "Let's figure out what is more important here first?"

"I want to too, but I really feel very uncomfortable now." The ghost king frowned slightly, and he grabbed Cheng Moxun's hands and put them on his chest: "It's so hot."

His eyes began to blur, and his expression completely relaxed.

Cheng Moxun stupidly watched his handsome face approaching a little bit, the beautiful facial features made her extremely absent-minded.

The skin touched by the fingers became hotter and hotter, and the temperature spread to the heart through the fingertips, spreading in large areas.

Suddenly, the King of Ghosts took Cheng Moxun's lips in his mouth, first biting a few times, and then sucking gently.

This gentle kiss made her feel as if she was getting an electric shock, and her whole body trembled.

She couldn't help closing her eyes slightly, falling into the throbbing brought by the ghost king.

The breathing of the two people began to become rapid, and their hands wrapped around each other's waist and back, as if they were trying to rub each other into their bodies and hugged each other tightly.

"Yingyue, we are destined to be owned by each other." When he was in a state of confusion, the ghost king squeezed out this sentence from his lips: "You are mine, and I am yours."

"Hmm..." Cheng Moxun felt powerless and let the Ghost King kiss her lips, his mind gradually went blank.

The whole room is full of ambiguity, and the next scene is about to become extraordinarily charming.

"Boom!" The sky outside suddenly dimmed, followed by a thunderstorm.

Lightning flickered, casting strange shadows in the room.

Surprised by the loud noise, Cheng Moxun regained some consciousness in his brain.

She struggled to open her eyes slightly, and saw the shadow of a long-haired man appearing on the wall behind Xu Ziyu, which lit up with lightning.

The shadow changes with the ghost king's movements.

Is this the shadow of the ghost king?Cheng Moxun's eyes widened, do ghosts have shadows?
Immediately afterwards, she saw that there seemed to be something pulling the ghost king from the air. The force was too great, and the ghost king seemed to be struggling.

Xu Ziyu's body, which was suppressing him, also showed a painful expression at this time.

"Ghost king...Ghost king! What's wrong with you?" Cheng Moxun saw his hands tightly pressing his head, so he grabbed his hands in panic: "Can you hear me?"

"Yingyue, I feel that my strength is losing..." Ghost King almost roared these words, big drops of sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

The ghost king's shadow reflected on the wall was about to be pulled away from Xu Ziyu's body.

Cheng Moxun's heart flustered, she hugged the ghost king tightly, her eyes fixed on this face that was hideous because of pain: "No, no..." She felt scared, and she didn't know what to do, so she could only hold her hand. One side repeats "No, you don't have a problem, don't have a problem..."

"That crazy woman's game, you definitely won." The ghost king held back the severe pain, he opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Moxun, and grabbed her back with both hands: "That's fine...as long as you don't get eaten by that woman." ..."

"No! What nonsense are you talking about!" Cheng Moxun couldn't respond to his words for a moment, but felt so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

The ghost king raised his eyes and glanced out of the window: the sky in the dark night was covered with strange clouds, the atmosphere was gloomy and weird, huge lightning flashed across the sky, and there were thunders from time to time.

"Obviously, this is aimed at me." The ghost king frowned, his eyes were empty, as if he was thinking about something: "How could it... come at this time."

"Don't talk anymore." Cheng Moxun followed his gaze and looked out the window. The slightly horrifying scene in the sky made people feel extremely uneasy: "You will be fine, you will be fine!" Turning to look at the King of Ghosts, his eyes flickered with tears.

The ghost king held her hand tightly, slowly turned her right palm upwards, and stared at her face gently with his eyes.

The two looked at each other silently, and Cheng Moxun felt her palms sink. She didn't bow her head, but subconsciously clenched her hands.

A hard, round object with an uneven surface.

Surprised, she saw a smile on the corner of Ghost King's mouth, so she raised her palms in front of her in a panic...

The ring, the ghost wedding ring.