Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"of course I know.

This sentence just blurted out a word, it was caught in the throat.

Cheng Moxun looked at Aman warily: "Is that game still counting?"

"Games?" Oman squinted her eyes, she turned her head to look at Sha Hua with a helpless face: "It doesn't seem to be that fun anymore, Sha Hua, what should I do?"

Sha Hua shook his head and hugged her into his arms: "Even if the game is still useful, how do you judge who wins and who loses?"

"I have to ask that poor little girl in hell." Oman had a sudden understanding expression, she tilted her head, and turned to look at Cheng Moxun: "Why don't you tell me first, what is the so-called truth? In case you are in How to lie to me?"

"No way!" Cheng Moxun clenched her fists, and she felt her palms sweat slightly: "I remember everything! I remember everything in my previous life!"

"Oh?" Aman watched her expression carefully, and after a while, he finally rolled his eyes helplessly: "So what if it's true, I'm going to change the game conditions now."

Why is this... Cheng Moxun was a little dumbfounded, and then his heart was full of anger: "How can you go back on your word!"

"It was just an impromptu thought." Oman made a gesture of spreading his hands: "Because now, whether it is your soul or another soul, there is not much temptation for me."

Sha Hua's hands on her waist tightened slightly.

"What I said is true." Oman raised his head and looked at Sha Hua: "What I need now is more souls."

"To fill your stomach?" Cheng Moxun frowned, "Who are you?" It might not be appropriate to ask that, and she realized it, because soul-eating beings are definitely not human beings.

"It seems that your memory has not been fully recovered." Aman huddled lazily in Shahua's arms: "The reason why you completely forgot your previous life is not the effect of Meng Po Tang. It is because of me, understand? "

Shahua hugged Oman tightly, with complicated expressions on his face.

"I don't understand." Cheng Moxun looked at A'man suspiciously: "I remember that I fell into reincarnation in a daze, before that... ah!"

Almost forgot, in the last memory of her previous life, after experiencing those short and chaotic reincarnations, she was once swallowed by a ghost body on the side of the road!
And after that, she forgot about her past, became a blank soul and was thrown into the soul.

"Remember?" Aman looked at Cheng Moxun's uncertain face, she tilted her head impatiently: "I don't have time to continue chatting with you, now I just ask you, do you want to cooperate?"

Be it games or cooperation, they are all of the same nature.

Cheng Moxun stared at her angrily.

Shahua sighed deeply, and lowered his head to meet Oman's probing gaze, he shook his head again: "Don't embarrass her."

"But, this is the best opportunity!" Oman showed an aggrieved expression, his beautiful and seductive eyes flickered, making it hard not to hold back his heartbeat: "Do you want to be influenced by the power of gluttony, because you are hungry, and To do something that you will regret in the future?"

"But she is innocent." Shahua held Oman's shoulders, his eyes full of seriousness: "The cause and effect caused by us hundreds of years ago, is it still entangled now?"

Aman bit his lower lip, his flirtatious face seemed to lose some of its brilliance.

"This is fate." She said in a low voice unwillingly: "It is the fate that we two have had since birth! Isn't everyone who is influenced by us guided like this?"

"But you're tired of it too, aren't you?" Shahua rubbed Oman's hair: "You're trying to change this kind of existence like a natural curse, aren't you?"

They are wandering in the world, wandering around, and wherever they go, they will always cause the lovers to split.

The endings of the stories I saw were all parting without exception.

In addition to being bored, there is also a desire to see new things.

Thousands of years have passed since their birth until now.

All the lovers affected by their curse have never seen a couple who, after being separated, continue to try hard to be together.

Only the stubborn ghost king, and Yingyue, who was obsessed with family feuds and was bewitched.

This seemingly ordinary relationship in the eyes of Oman and Shahua has lasted for hundreds of years and has not yet broken.

Whether they have a mischievous mentality or an original intention of redemption, when they first came into contact with Cheng Moxun and the Ghost King, they had a bit of curiosity and anticipation that they didn't even realize.

"This is actually going against the sky, Sha Hua." Oman's voice was a little trembling, and at this moment she seemed to have completely lost her previous arrogance: "Our existence is not in this sense."

"These problems can all be solved." Sha Hua's eyes lit up red a few times, he frowned, his body trembled a few times, his expression seemed to be enduring something strongly: "There are other ways to solve this matter now .”

Aman heard the strangeness in the voice, and quickly raised his head, but he didn't see anything wrong with Sha Hua.

Cheng Moxun was at the side, completely unable to understand what they were saying.

She saw Aman and Shahua staring at each other for half a minute, and when she could hardly bear to speak, the two finally moved.

"Don't come back here for a short time." Aman turned around in Sha Hua's arms, and faced Cheng Moxun, his expression returned to the charm of the past: "About the game, your part ends here."

"Where's the ghost king?" Cheng Moxun was a little anxious, and she couldn't help shouting: "What are your plans?!"

"I'll go talk to that poor boy." Aman seemed to have made up his mind: "I'll try my best to save him, but I'm not sure how far I can go."

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, but Cheng Moxun didn't notice it.

"What do I need to do?" Cheng Moxun was full of doubts at this moment: "Didn't you just say you want me to live here? Now? Why did it change again?"

"You have too many questions." A red light flashed before Cheng Moxun's eyes, and before Cheng Moxun could react, he heard that lazy voice rang in his ears.

Then, Aman appeared in front of him almost close to his face.

"Ah!" Cheng Moxun subconsciously shouted, and she took a big step back.

Ghosts really like to be scary!
"Get out of here now." There was a weird red light in Aman's eyes, and it looked like there was a small gemstone in his pupil.

Cheng Moxun felt a little groggy, but her consciousness was very clear: "No, you have to tell me these things...Ghost King, and Shayue...what are you going to do..."

Before the words fell to the ground, Cheng Moxun rolled his eyes and passed out.

Oman stretched out his hand to support her waist, stared at her somewhat pale face for a while, then turned to look at the expressionless Sha Hua.

"Let's do this first." On the left side of Shahua's neck, a pattern of red vines faintly appeared, just like a gorgeous tattoo.

"Shahua, I'm not that hungry anymore." A red light brewed from his fingertips, and Aman watched Cheng Moxun float up from his hand little by little, and finally floated above the sofa.

The red light on her fingertips suddenly became intensely dazzling, and then Cheng Moxun fell straight down from midair.

But then, Cheng Moxun's body did not fall on the sofa, but just disappeared out of thin air.

Shahua watched all this calmly from the side, with a slight worry in his eyes: "The hungry person is about to be me."

Aman showed a bright smile, and threw himself into Shahua's arms in a few steps, wrapping his slender white arms around his neck: "There will be no problem, I promise."

"En." Shahua responded in a low voice, holding her tightly in his arms.

Then, a small tornado mixed with red light rolled up from their feet and surrounded them.

After a whistling wind, there was no one in the living room.

Some ghostly shadows began to flash in the corner.

Xu Ziyu stared blankly at the sofa in his living room, and an extra figure appeared out of thin air.

He stood at the door of the living room with his teacup in hand, and was stunned for five seconds before remembering to stride over.

Cheng Moxun huddled in the innermost position of the sofa. She curled up with a relaxed expression and opened her mouth slightly.

It looked as if he just accidentally fell asleep here.

"Mo Xun?" Xu Ziyu called out tentatively, but got no response.

He reluctantly placed the teacup on the tea table beside him, and then gently hugged Cheng Moxun horizontally.

Cheng Moxun seemed to be disturbed, but he was still in a deep sleep. He just frowned, smacked his lips, and restored his previous relaxed expression.

"Sleep here, you will definitely catch a cold." Xu Ziyu hugged her carefully, tried his best to keep his upper body in a still position, and then walked steadily towards the bedroom.

"Xu Ziyu..." Cheng Moxun suddenly murmured his name.

"Huh?" Could it be that he was dreaming of himself?Thinking of this, Xu Ziyu felt extremely happy.

"Don't blame me... I don't know..." Cheng Moxun murmured and sobbed slightly with a tear in his voice.

Xu Ziyu looked down at her in surprise, then entered the bedroom, and gently placed her on the bed.

"I'm sorry... I don't know the truth..." Cheng Moxun suddenly became flustered in her sleep, and she couldn't help waving her hands around, as if she was having a nightmare.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Xu Ziyu stretched out one hand and held Cheng Moxun's hand; with the other hand, he placed her belly near her waist and patted it gently, and the voice in his mouth was extremely gentle: "I am here Here, don't be afraid."

Although I don't understand what kind of nightmare Cheng Moxun had, but seeing her in pain, I can't help but feel nervous.

Cheng Moxun felt his touch, and finally gradually calmed down.

Hearing the sound of even breathing, Xu Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly let go of Cheng Moxun's hand, and then carefully pulled off the thin quilt to cover her.

"It's so cute." After staring at the beautiful face in his sleep for a long time, Xu Ziyu felt as if a cube of sugar had turned into honey in his heart, and every inch was so sweet that he couldn't extricate himself.

Reluctantly on Cheng Moxun's face, after stealing the fragrance several times, he finally made up his mind to stand up, and then slowly walked towards the bedroom door.