MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 23 Zhenxie

After he came out from Mr. Tang, he didn’t go home directly, but drove in the city without a break.

When I was a child, my grandmother and I saw the Peking Opera White Snake at home. The most disliked thing was Xu Xian. I felt that he did not bear the test of his lover and could not stand the test. His wife was still pregnant. He found that his wife was not a human being and was directly scared to death. After being rescued, even the family did not return, and directly hid in the temple. If it wasn't for his attitude of escaping and not trusting his lover, how could there be so many things later? The white maiden does not suffer from so many years of suffering and still counts on his son to save.

When you get to the head, you will realize that it is not true that no one can easily accept that your familymate is not a person. He doesn't want to go home now.

What's more, Ye Yingzhi is not a white lady. They didn't have such a romantic marriage before the bridge was met. Some of them just took back their own ashes and put them on their bodies. "He" was quietly lurking around, easily letting himself lose his heart - still want to come still The whole body is cold.

After a long walk, I was thinking about it. Ye Yingzhi couldn’t carry his own child. It’s possible to have his child.

He couldn't figure out how he developed such awkward relationship with the other party, and even some were afraid to determine whether this was a part of the other party's teasing revenge.

Don't use people's minds to speculate on ghosts, don't go out and ask them to have the same emotional love as people. This is the consensus of a former Taoist priest who has seen him, and the "senior" who he has seen.

Lately, I lowered my eyes and touched the town’s evil character in my pocket. Anyway, everything will be over today. From then on, they returned to the bridge and returned to the road. At most, they sneaked to Ye Yingzhi's cemetery to pay tribute to him during the holiday season. Although he did not even have a bright future to worship him.

Late at noon, I turned around and didn’t have an appetite to eat. When I was about to get off work, I used to go to the supermarket that I used to go and bought fresh shrimps and vegetables. I finally smashed a basket full of ingredients like the past. I stood at my doorstep.

Ye Yingzhi opened the door, took a look at the pocket, and blamed: "How do you buy shrimp? Doesn't it mean that seafood and seafood will not be done to you in the future?"

Late, subconsciously blurted out and said: "But today is very fresh! ... It only doesn't matter if you eat it once..."

He suddenly thought that no matter who is a ghost or not, no one will take care of him again, and then cook for him.

Ye Yingzhi looked at him with helplessness and took a bottle of red wine from the supermarket plastic bag and put it on the table: "How did you buy the wine?"

Chi Haoqiang laughed: "Today's weekend."

Ye Yingzhi smiled and didn't talk, squatting into the kitchen, and then the sound of the opening and closing of the refrigerator door cabinet in the kitchen, followed by the sound of cutting vegetables, the collision of the bowl, the sound of the range hood, and the simmering of the dish. Humming. The sound that can be heard every day, now it sounds a little different.

After a while, stupidly stood for a while before regaining consciousness. He took two cups from the wine cabinet and placed them on the dinner table. From the pocket, he took out the triangular-shaped town evil character and threw it into the cup in front of Ye Ying’s position. He burned with a match point and looked at the light gray ashes. Filled the bottom of the cup, and then filled the two high-altitude wine glasses with red wine.

The ash is really different from the general paper ash. After pouring it into the liquid, it will be completely shaken into the wine, and you will not see any traces.

After doing all this, he went into the bedroom and changed his home clothes. As usual, he waited for Ye Yingzhi.

At this time in the past, if Ye Yingzhi had not cooked the dishes, he would definitely get into the kitchen and watch Ye Yingzhi's cooking to help the soup. Ye Yingzhi sometimes suspected that he was in the way, and he was afraid that the oil smoke would glare at him, but he could not bang.

Now suddenly recovering from the waking to the truth, I am afraid that I can only hide and hide, but I dare not go forward.

When I was not in a while, Ye Yingzhi came out with two dishes and one soup. "Look at you, there are so many dishes bought today, and a dish has been added temporarily."

After a late delivery of the glass to his hand: "Well, cheers." He said that he picked up his cup and gently touched the glass in the hand of Ye Yingzhi, and took a sip.

Ye Yingzhi only sipped a small mouth with elegance and restraint, and put down the cup and bent his eyes slightly to him: "Little bad guys, how can I be so anxious to let me drink. What do I want to do?"

After a short hurry, he shook his head and shook his head and lowered his head: "Nothing to do."

Ye Yingzhi squinted at the ruby-like liquid in the glass, and smiled: "I don't drink unless you feed me."

"What?" He looked up late and looked at him with wide eyes.

Ye Yingzhi sat back, lazily leaning on the back of the chair, patted his leg, his dark eyes staring at the late, slightly smiling: "Baby, sit over, feed me."

I swallowed it late.

He is now thinking about letting Ye Yingzhi drink the glass of wine. He only hesitated, and actually stood up and sat down.

One of Ye Ying stretched out his arm and pulled him into his arms. The nose was lying low on his bare neck and his eyes were soft.

Late, I felt his cold breath, narrowed his neck, and lowered his eyes to reach the glass of wine on the table. Ye Yingzhi held him very tight, and he had to force him to move forward to take it - Ye Yingzhi suddenly took a bite on his neck.

He finally got the wine glass, and turned back to drink the wine to try to feed Ye Yingzhi. Ye Yingzhi turned his head and smiled at him with a smile: "Auntie, feed with the mouth." The voice is deep, The silkworms are confusing, such as the yellow spring demon flower.

Even in such a situation, lateness can not help but suddenly blush.

Then he looked at Ye Yingzhi, bowed his head with a sip of wine, closed his eyes, and slowly bowed to the other side with his feelings.

Ye Yingzhi looked at the eyebrows that were getting closer and closer, laughing and sighing, reaching out and pressing the back of the brain, and actively kissing the other's lips. The liquor twitched between the lips of the two, and Ye Yingzhi opened his mouth obediently and swallowed the drink he had fed.

He was always closed, holding a glass of wine, and the other hand did not know when he had supported the neck and back of Ye Yingzhi to support himself. Not much glass of wine gradually came to the end, and his closed eyes were covered with transparent tears.

Ye Yingzhi smiled and kissed the tears in his eyes: "How come you cry again, oh, blink. Your face is so red, don't worry, continue to collect debts at night, eat first."

He relaxed his imprisonment on the other side, but he still used one hand to smack him to prevent him from falling. Seeing that he was late and did not respond, he smiled and said: "Auntie, I am not saying, do you want to Lai can't get up in my arms?"

After a short time, I hurried to get up and sit back in my seat. In a hurry, I almost stumbled over the chair next to me.

Ye Yingzhi leisurely accompanied him to finish the meal, and even seemed to have a wild vision that allowed him to feed his two glasses of wine as he had just now.

Late, but not eating, have been observing in the dark.

Time passed by little by little.

Ye Yingzhi cleaned up the table safely and brushed the bowl.

Ye Yingzhi looked at his mobile phone for two hours.

The lateness has changed from worrying and uneasy to full of skeptical sinus - that Tang’s father has such ability, can quickly see and crack Ye Yingzhi’s fascination, will not be a fake character?

He didn't mean that Ye Yingzhi could be over-exposed when he drank the water. Why didn't he react to it now, and the cold medicine should work?

I was convinced that I didn't burn the wrong sign, and I thought about it. I thought it was because I had fed the glass of wine that Ye Yingzhi had, and passed the yang, so that the character failed.

How should this kind of thing be said to Mr. Tang?