Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

But after a while, suddenly a shining big knife appeared in front of her eyes, and swung it around her a few times.

The wind brought out by the blade seemed to blow close to the ear.

Xia Yanchu was completely shocked, her eyes widened, and she saw that the hemp ropes that bound her were broken into many pieces.

Then several masked figures appeared in the field of vision, and one of them stretched out his long arms and lifted her vigorously.

Xia Yanchu's face turned pale with fright, she panted in panic, and looked around.

Because it was getting late and the surroundings were pitch black, apart from the men in black and a few burning bonfires in front of them, there was no other scenery to be seen.

The people in front of them put her on the ground, then gave each other a look, and then one of the tall figures took out a small paper bag from nowhere.

"What are you guys going to do!?" Backing away step by step in horror, Xia Yanchu's heart pounded loudly, "Don't come here!"

But the man in black seemed to ignore her cry, but unhurriedly opened the paper bag, which turned out to be a pile of fine white powder.

Before Xia Yanchu could react, the man in black threw the powder at her violently.

The powder all over the sky enveloped her, and there was no time to escape.

She only felt that the world was spinning in front of her eyes, her eyes rolled, and she passed out.

The moment she was about to fall to the ground, one of the men in black rushed over to catch her firmly, and then rolled her eyelids.

Then, the man in black turned around and gestured an "OK" gesture to his companion.

At the edge of the desert, a huge beam of light lit up in the darkness.

Those are the lights of the plane.

The sound of rumbling engines filled the night sky, and when the plane disappeared into the sky, everything returned to calm.

Hisoka was wearing a bluetooth headset, sitting on a swivel chair with his back to the door and facing the closet.

The closet in front of him was full of books of all kinds. While listening to the report from the person in the Bluetooth headset, he kept scanning these books with his eyes.

Finally, the person in the headset said in a low voice: "We will arrive soon."

Hisoka finally showed a satisfied smile. He stood up, walked to the closet, and took out a book with a green cloth cover.

"Master." The door of the room was not closed, but the butler knocked on the door panel and shouted from the door.

Hisoka took off the earphones casually, looked back and said, "Come in."

The butler walked to the desk, saw the book in his hand, and showed a slightly surprised expression.

Hisoka noticed this, but put the book on the table indifferently, and then sat back on the swivel chair.

"Master, Xu Ziyu contacted Madam." The housekeeper remembered why he came here, and hurriedly reported.

A dangerous light flashed in Hisoka's eyes, his eyes were slightly lowered, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"However, it seems that the lady named Cheng Moxun wants to see his wife." The housekeeper was also a little confused: "Our people haven't found out the reason yet."

The fire in his eyes gradually extinguished, replaced by a playful smile.

Hisoka raised the corner of his mouth: "No matter what the reason is, they will soon lose their mind to meddle with He'er and me."

The butler nodded, but still with some doubts.

There were soft footsteps in the corridor outside the door, but it was still very easy to hear in the rather deserted house.

Hisoka tilted his head and looked towards the door.

Ai He'er came in with half her head poked out, and she knocked on the door: "Can I bother you?"

Hisoka showed a gentle smile, nodded, and then looked at the butler with self-evident eyes.

The butler quickly understood what it meant, he saluted and walked towards the door.

When passing by Ai He'er, he said softly, "Hi Ma'am, and he gave a very standard greeting, and then left quickly.

Ai He'er was stunned for a moment because of the understatement of the shout.

Since Hisoka reappeared after her "death", it seemed that everyone in the castle was very polite when they saw her again.

Obviously, before, even if she really bore the title of madam, she was rarely honored by others.

The change in this is nothing more than the change of Hisoka's attitude.

She felt that she was really pathetic. The so-called high and low personality status was all controlled by the man in front of her.

Why would she let herself fall in love with a man?Wouldn't it be better to leave completely, to put aside these status stereotypes?
Thinking of this, her expression became very lonely.

"He'er?" Hisoka was still waiting for her, seeing her suddenly sad expression, he was suffocated suddenly: "What are you thinking?"

The voice interrupted her thoughts, and Ai Heer immediately came back to her senses.

She bit her lower lip, looking hesitant.

Hisoka stood up, trying to pull her down on the seat.

Ai He'er stretched out her hand suddenly, and shook her head: "I'll finish talking soon, you... just sit down."

Hearing this, Hisoka's expression was a bit puzzled, but he sat back on the chair obediently.

"I, I want to go back to live." Ai He'er swallowed: "I didn't mean the castle! I mean... the residence that A Yu arranged for me..."

Under Hisoka's sharp gaze, her voice became smaller and smaller.

For some reason, she could feel that Hisoka was very angry now, and the hostility surrounded her and filled the whole room.

Originally, she just wanted to tell Xi Suo that she wanted to have a meal with Cheng Moxun at night.

Xu Ziyu called suddenly, and this proposal surprised her too.

Although she doesn't know what Cheng Moxun wants to do, she understands that this is the person who knows what happened to her in the past best besides the person involved.

The dependence in her heart inexplicably swelled, and she wanted to find someone to share her current state of mind.

It's just that on Ayu's side, she doesn't know how to talk about it; only Cheng Moxun, who has learned many things by accident, may understand her current state of mind.

"He'er, you've been mentioning other men in front of me." Hisoka sneered, "Is it to make me jealous?"

If so, then damn it, she did.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Ai He'er frowned, she just wanted to stay away from Hisoka, otherwise her heart would be in a mess and it would not be able to make people think rationally.

Hisoka didn't speak any more, the guilt in his heart for Ai He'er invaded his heart over and over again, making him dare not burst out his suppressed anger at all.

He already owed He'er a lot, how could he still get angry with her.

Hisoka took a deep breath, stood up, looked at the book with a green cover on the table, his eyes sparkled.

"You can't leave me." He walked around the desk and walked towards Ai He'er step by step: "However, you can go to eat or go shopping with anyone. But, you must tell me."

Ai He'er was a little surprised when he heard this: "Have you tapped my phone?"

"I'm just afraid that you will be disturbed by anxiety, and you will run away after thinking about it." Hisoka admitted straightforwardly: "As long as you are not planning to leave me, I will pretend that I don't know anything."

"How can you do this!" Ai Heer frowned: "That's my privacy! And you can't interfere with me for any reason!"

Hisoka endured the faint pain in his heart. After seeing the scar on He'er's back, he actually made up his mind to be obedient and pamper her in every possible way.

It's just He'er's attitude towards him, and the supernatural incident she told herself about escaping from the fire.

He is not a complete atheist. Facing the serious expression of Ai Heer's narration, he also realized the truth of it.

However, the uneasiness in his heart made him always think that this was a manifestation of He'er's unstable emotional state towards him.

He couldn't wait to get her heart slowly, because he found that his heart began to panic.

Now I just want to imprison her by my side and let her know how good I will be to her.

Seeing Hisoka remained silent for a long time, Ai Heer felt grievance and anger mixed together in her heart.

So without saying a word, he simply turned around and strode away.

Not long after, she packed up and was about to go out.

He was already ready to fight against the bodyguards guarding the gate, but he didn't expect to see a low-key car parked in front of him as soon as he walked out of the villa.

The housekeeper stood beside the car, bent slightly: "Madam, the master ordered me to prepare it for you."

"Where is this going?" Ai Heer's eyes widened.

"Send you to meet Miss Cheng Moxun." The butler replied respectfully.

"Ugh?"

Ai He'er sat in the back seat of the car, she raised her head, and met Hiso's gaze through the car window, who was standing on the second-floor balcony.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned her face forward.

Hisoka narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the car start and gradually disappear from his sight.

He put on a loose off-white T-shirt woven with silk thread, which gave him a lazy but very elegant temperament.

Ai He'er recalled the scene just now again and again, her face blushed unconsciously.

Cheng Moxun was sitting in the restaurant with a cup of black coffee in front of her. She didn't intend to drink it, but the scent seemed to be soothing.

She kept looking at the door of the restaurant, waiting for Ai He'er's arrival with vague anticipation in her heart but also in a daze.

Not far away, Xu Ziyu sat in a corner and took a sip of red wine.

He stared at Cheng Moxun's back, a little lost in thought.

The soul in this body now is the person he loves.

Even if he just watched from a distance like this, he still felt an inexplicable sense of happiness in his heart.

It's just that this beautiful feeling is always suppressed by a bit of worry,

The scene of pear blossom essence drinking is still vivid in my memory.

For this reason, his heart rose to his throat again, and he was extremely nervous.

What will happen in the future, the feeling of uneasiness even makes Lihuajing unbearable?