Ghost Wedding at Midnight: My Adorable Ghost Husband

Rong Qi nodded.

"This situation is very likely. I also thought about it for a long time before I understood it. It seems that I will read more in the future..." In the last sentence, he said very little.

Turned and said again: "This pair of bracelets was finally torn off during the competition, and then it will only be scattered around and the whereabouts are unknown, so I will search so painstakingly. Family training, generations of worship, and second, I believe that if my Qiu family is still coveting, then one day, we will still encounter, no matter who it is, I will definitely report this Qiu."

Rong Qi's voice was firm.

Probably, this is the ultimate support for his belief that he will not leave for a hundred years.

"It's just that after two hundred years, even if you find out, the murderers who killed you and your family were still dead." It's not that I am discouraged, but that it is really very veiled.

Rong Qi looked at me and said, "Miao Miao, who is also a member of Xuan Men, am I still there?"

Yes, Rong Qi is still here.

Since the Qiu family of Rong Qi is also a member of the Xuan Men, then there may be ways to live in the world, but this idea is quite ridiculous, and who can truly live in the world, is it not against the sky?

"Even if they die old, they will always pay back their descendants, blood and blood."

I inexplicably hit a spirit.

Subconsciously, slowly held Rong Qi's cold palm.

Rong Qi seemed to be aware, shook my hand instead and asked, "Miao Miao, what else do you want to know?"

I asked each other if Rong Qi's family had been killed, how did he finally become what he is now... zombie, or corpse demon.

But this is undoubtedly revealing Rong Qi's scars, I think, since things have happened, it doesn't matter what they do.

"No, there is nothing more to know."

I said silently.

But at that moment, the old black and white photo of the late Qing Dynasty appeared in the flash.

"Miaomiao."

At this time, Rong Qi suddenly turned around, holding me tightly in his arms.

"Huh, can you move?"

"Well, with a little strength."

Rong Qi pressed his chin to my forehead. This movement seemed intimate and seamless, except that I was lying on his chest and could not hear his heartbeat.

I was about to speak, and I heard that Rong Qi had taken the lead in saying, "Miao Miao, now that you have finished asking, should I ask?"

"What are you going to ask me?"

I moved in my heart, doubting.

"Ask your anger, when will it disappear?"

"It's gone, really, I didn't lie to you." I said awkwardly.

"You lied to me, no matter what you used to do, you always care about me, now you don't care about me, don't ask me if you have any questions, ask Ye Qun, don't think I don't know, do you like him a little bit?"

"No."

I vehemently denied that if I said at the beginning, I would have fantasies about male gods like Ye Qun, but then it definitely wouldn't, but why wouldn't it? I thought about it because of Rong Qi's ratio Ye Qunshuai.

"Well, no, believe you."

Rong Qi's tone was completely like interrogating his suspected derailed wife. I was so stunned at that time that I was taken away by him without realizing it.

"So what about eating just now? You said you have a boyfriend in the future and you will cook for him, clearly you have the heart, ready to kick me, right?" Rong Qi's voice seemed a little suffocated.