Running with the ball, being vicious and rebellious, making her cry

A wicked smile appeared on Song Qianzhi's lips.

The man said, "I'm so sorry for getting your shoes wet."

Han Jinyu just bit her lips with her teeth.

After a long while, she said angrily, "Damn it, you pay for it, you pay for it!"

Song Qian burst into laughter.

Then, he threw away the plum blossom silk umbrella in his hand.

The rain is still falling.

But the deep alleys around it have turned into a plum blossom forest.

This is strange.

It is clearly spring now, with peach and apricot blossoms in bloom, so it's almost spring.

There were plum blossoms blooming all around.

They are all strange red plums.

But the man next to him slowly leaned down.

The deep male voice still had a sissy flavor in it as it rang in the woman's ears.

But it makes people feel more feminine and itchy.

The bases of her ears suddenly felt itchy and hot.

However, Song Qian still kissed the woman's earlobe quietly.

He said slowly: "Xiao Yu, I will compensate you!

I will definitely compensate you!

How about I use myself to compensate you?"

The woman just felt her whole body shake.

She was a little annoyed and said: "Song Qian, you are not going to pay for anything!

Get away from me now!"

However, Song Qian's eyes gradually turned from light red to dark red and light red as he smiled.

The man smiled ghostly and said, "Xiao Yu, you are not afraid of female ghosts even if you have seen them.

Why are you being so rude to a male ghost?"

Han Jinyu's whole body shivered suddenly.

She was scared and at a loss as to what to do, so she asked, "How do you know I've met a female ghost?"

Song Qian smiled and said, "I can smell it!

Moreover, when I appeared in the teahouse as a spirit,

No one around me can see me or hear my voice, only you can hear it.

But for your sake, I went to Huacheng and found a real person to help you pay for the tea.

It was because of you that I found a real person as a substitute.

I am so exhausted.”

As Song Qian was speaking, suddenly, a man emerged from Song Qian's body.

The man fell to the ground, his face covered in blood.

And the chest was bleeding continuously.

However, it seemed that a lot of blood had been shed from the chest before.

So the blood on the chest was thick and black, and very obvious.

The man lying on the ground had been dead for a long time.

Han Jinyu was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

She still wanted to step back.

However, she was hugged around the waist by the male ghost.

The male ghost's body was icy cold, but without any temperature.

Han Jinyu just shivered all over and said, "It's because of this reason.

So, it's just me who can see you, right?"

Song Qian smiled and nodded with satisfaction, "I found you.

And I found out that I knew you were a dead person.

So, you can see ghosts.

But you don't know that I am a ghost.

So I think it’s even more fun.”

Han Jinyu couldn't help but said angrily: "How can this be fun? It's not fun at all!"

Song Qian didn't give any explanation and just picked up Han Jinyu and carried her sideways.

The man said leisurely: "Whether it is fun or not, we will know after we try it!

Xiaoyu, since you are pregnant.

It has probably been a long time since your man has held your body in his arms, right?

Are you craving for a man's body? I will satisfy you today!"

Han Jinyu clenched her fist in hatred and hit Song Qian's shoulder.

The woman said bitterly: "I don't covet a man's body!

You are talking nonsense, you damn ghost man who is going to ruin my reputation!

Put me down! Put me down! "

Song Qian just smiled grimly and resolutely and said: "Okay!

This is what you said, Xiaoyu, I will let you go!"

After saying that, the man loosened his hands.

Han Jinyu suddenly felt as if her whole body was weightless and was falling down.

But it did not fall to the ground at all, but passed through a plum tree forest.

The faint fragrance of the plum tree wafted over.

And the cool rain.

But something is wrong.

Han Jinyu just felt that he was falling down.

She fell on the branch of a plum tree.

'Click'!

The branches were too slender to bear the woman's weight.

The woman's body continued to fall and landed on the branch of a plum tree.

It just happened to hit the waist, and then it broke with a "snap".

Han Jinyu felt as if he was falling into a bottomless abyss.

She seemed to be falling endlessly.

The woman was terrified.

She couldn't help but screamed, "Ah, what the hell is this place!

Song Qian, where is this place? "

Song Qian's horse face suddenly appeared in front of the woman again.

With his blood-red eyes, the man was smiling.

Smiling evilly.

As he laughed, his hair turned a spooky green.

The black hair turned green, like ghost fire.

All his hair stood up, as if it was constantly burning.

Song Qian smiled and said, "Isn't this place beautiful?

This is the eighteen levels of hell that I am taking you to.

However, there are these plum blossoms as a welcome ceremony for a woman like you.

Do I hate beauty? Do I hate caring? "

After the man's eerie laughter ended,

The red plum blossoms around turned into bloody human heads.

Han Jinyu was so scared that she immediately covered her head with her hands and just screamed loudly.

She shouted, "What the hell is this place? Take me away now. I want to leave this damn place!"

"The game has just begun. Wouldn't it be too boring to leave now?"

Song Qian suddenly put his arms around the woman's waist.

Then, the woman is on top and the man is on the bottom.

The two of them fell on the snow-white ground.

It was snow-white, but it didn't seem like white snow.

However, it was smooth and wet, which was very strange.

Only then did Han Jinyu realize that she was sitting on the man.

And at that time, the man's body had merged into the white world.

Then, the man slowly crawled out from the white ground.

At this time, he was wearing a white robe.

The man held a brown octagonal drum in his hand and handed it to the woman.

Song Qian just looked at the woman tenderly with his blood-red eyes.

He said, "Xiaoyu, come and sing a song with me?"

Han Jinyu was very confused and hesitant holding the octagonal drum in his hand, not knowing how to operate it.

She just took a few random shots there.

"Dong dong".

The voice was low and monotonous.

She felt very bored just there.

The woman said gloomily, "I don't know how to play the octagonal drum, so don't look for me!"

As the woman spoke, she was about to drop the octagonal drum in her hand.

She wanted to turn around and run away.

However, the man still reached out and grasped her slender wrist.

Then, the man's hands moved to her waist.

The man's green hair slowly wrapped around the woman's black hair.

The man said slowly and leisurely: "Xiao Yu, do you know how I died before?"

When the woman heard the sound, her limbs suddenly felt numb and cold.

Han Jinyu originally didn't want to answer Song Qian's words.

However, tears slowly seeped out of the man's blood-red eyes.

Han Jinyu just looked at the man's cheek, feeling scared.

She asked in confusion and nervousness: "Song Qian, how did you die before?"