ghost wife married

Inside the box was a stack of boxy yellow fabric.

Xing Han's first reaction was that Ling Yiran gave him a handkerchief, but he couldn't wear it on his body. He picked it up and saw that it was a pair of yellow boxer underwear with various red charms embroidered inside. If you don't see the embroidery inside, it shows that the embroiderer's craftsmanship is very superb.

He was slightly taken aback, how could Ling Yiran give him underwear so well?I even embroidered flowers on it myself... Uh, embroidered amulets, isn't it incredible?

Xing Han thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and searched the meaning of men giving underwear to men on the Internet.

The answer I got was that the party who gave the gift would like the other party to give underwear to confess, and another meaning was to want to have sex with the other party.

Xing Han looked at the content on the phone with a complicated expression.

The two have known each other for less than half a month, and they don't know each other at all, so how can they like each other?

Of course, it's also possible that Ling Yiran was simply giving gifts, not a confession or having sex as said on the Internet.

He looked at the spell on his underwear, and took a photo with his mobile phone to find out the meaning of the spell, and it turned out to be a peach blossom spell.

Xing Han: "..."

Ling Yiran, who didn't know that Ling Qin had secretly put the Peach Blossom Curse on his underwear, was not idle outside the bathroom. Before Xing Han came out, he quickly opened the closet and took away all the underwear, even the underwear that was drying on the balcony. Pass.

Soon, Xing Han came out of the bathroom.

Ling Yiran quickly asked, "Have you changed?"

"Ah."

Ling Yiran asked cautiously: "Then have you put on the underwear I gave you?"

Xing Han looked at the other party's clear eyes and nodded hesitantly.

He didn't want to wear it at first, because the intention of the other party to give the underwear was too obvious, the color of the underwear was too bright, and there were charms embroidered inside, which would be detrimental to the image if people saw it, but they were rushing to get married, the other party expressed There's nothing wrong with liking him, and the underwear was embroidered by someone else with a lot of effort, and he was standing outside the bathroom waiting for him, so it's hard not to wear it, at most, he just changed it after the person left.

"Let's go and eat."

"Okay, I'll go to the bathroom first for convenience." Ling Yiran walked into the bathroom, took away all the changed underwear and the ones brought in for replacement, and then walked out of the bathroom and asked, "Where shall we eat?"

"It's mealtime now, and there will be many people in the cafeteria. I'll take you there now. Everyone will be curious about your identity. There will be many people staring at you. You may feel uncomfortable. I'll take you to a nearby small village. eat in."

"Okay." Ling Yiran was also worried that the yang energy in the cafeteria would be too strong, and he would pass out halfway through eating.

Xing Han drove people to a nearby small village in a pickup truck.

The village is not big, and the villagers are very simple. When everyone saw Xing Han coming, they immediately greeted him warmly: "Chief Xing, good."

On weekdays, as long as the army is free, Xing Han will bring troops over to help, so everyone in the village knows Xing Han and has a very high evaluation of Xing Han.

Xing Han drove all the way to say hello to people, and then came to the door of a small store.

Ling Yiran said: "I see that you are quite familiar with the people here, do you usually come here?"

"I will bring soldiers over to help when I'm free. After a long time, everyone will know each other." Xing Han greeted the proprietress in the store, and sat down with Ling Yiran: "The beef noodles in this store are delicious. taste good."

"Then you'll have to try it out later." Ling Yiran's heart was bleeding, and he was going to vomit again tonight.

Xing Han couldn't stay idle, so he got up to help the proprietress.

The proprietress laughed and said, "Chief Xing, the young man you brought here is a face-to-face guy, isn't he from your army?"

The men in the army all have darker skin, but they don't look like Ling Yiran's fair-skinned, weak-skinned appearance.

"Well, he's my friend." Xing Han didn't elaborate on Ling Yiran's identity, and brought out the noodle soup.

Ling Yiran opened his mouth when he smelled the taste, and quickly moved his chopsticks to eat the noodles. He didn't even bother to say a few words during the meal, and after finishing the last sip of the soup, he said, "I'll pay the bill this time, don't compete with me. .”

The corner of Xing Han's mouth slightly raised: "Okay."

Anyway, this time the money is not much, it doesn't matter who pays.

"Ma'am, how much is it?" Ling Yiran got up and took out his wallet.

The lady boss who was busy stopped her work and said, "Chief Xing used to help me with my work. It's too late for me to thank him. How can I take his money? No, no."

"The person you are talking about is the head of punishment, but not me. I have never helped you. You must collect this money." Ling Yiran took out a 100 yuan card and stuffed it into the proprietress's hand: "Otherwise, next time We are embarrassed to eat again."

"You guys, you are so polite." The proprietress, who is used to collecting money, subconsciously picked up the money to identify whether it was real or fake when she got the money.

At the same time, Ling Yiran noticed a change, and saw the money in the proprietress's hand flashed with anger, and then, the proprietress yelled and threw the money on the ground in a hurry.