A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

Her lips were covered in an instant, and a pair of slender eyes suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. After all, Zisang was still a little scared, breaking out in a cold sweat, and said, "Let go...I...I'm not afraid of you, if you can Show up to meet me every day, and I'm not afraid."

"Silly girl, do you think I'm a ghost?" Yuan Bao looked at Zi Sang softly, with loving and affectionate eyes.

"You... aren't you? Didn't you get killed by Young Master Yuan and hung up on the gate?" Zisang was still a little terrified, shouting from the air was one thing, but she was still afraid of being in close contact with a ghost.

"Silly girl, don't you feel that my hand is warm? Look again, I have a shadow." Jin Yuanbao took the opportunity to take a sip of her hand while talking, smiling like a stolen treasure thief.

Zisang touched his face and his hands with trembling hands. The wound she had bandaged for him yesterday was still there, and she immediately turned serious. She stepped on Jin Yuanbao's instep and cursed: "Fatty, stinky!" Fatty, how dare you lie to me."

She could easily push the fat man's heavy body, and hugged her tightly, coaxing her coaxingly: "Well, you will be sad if I become a fat man, I'm afraid you will be sad, so I You’re alive again, be good, don’t cry, it’s my fault.”

"Who is sad for you? Who is sad for you? Go away, go away, go far away." Thinking of the words I shamelessly told him before, and even promised the ghost marriage, I am really ashamed Dead man, dead fat is too much, is this kind of joke easy to take?

"Good Zisang, I have no choice but to come to you immediately after you didn't see me? I'm afraid you can't take it anymore, the second young lady looks so badass, I feel distressed, I don't want you to be like her suffer the same as him." Jin Yuanbao coaxed him carefully, letting Zisang's small fist hit his body like scratching an itch.

Zisang frowned and said, "What second young lady? You mean, you know the identity of my girl?"

Jin Yuanbao hugged her tightly and changed the subject: "If I don't feign death today, Chu Yunyao will definitely not let Fengminglou go. Fengminglou is your girl's painstaking effort, and it cannot be completely destroyed because of me. Therefore, I can only take this step, if I tell you in advance, you will definitely not be so sad, and it will be very difficult to deceive Chu Yunyao's people."

Sure enough, Zisang forgot the first topic, and said nervously: "Then what about the corpse on the town gate? Whose?"

"It's just for the dead ghost, it's okay, they can't see, Master Yuan's disguise technique is second to him, no one dares to be the first." Jin Yuanbao grinned and said.

"Is Master Yuan's face real? Is your face real?" Zisang couldn't help pinching the fat man's face, which made the fat man scream.

The two stayed in the room for a while, and Zisang was thinking about Pei Xiaoqing after all. She knew that Pei Xiaoqing was also very sad for Jin Yuanbao's life, and she misunderstood Young Master Yuan, so she had to make it clear.

But Yuan Bao tugged at her sleeve and said, "Why are you going to persuade him? If the young master hates Master Yuan, then Master Yuan deserves it. Don't go, it's good to let the young master keep the young master cold for a few days. Anyway, after a few days God, I will personally apologize to the young master."

Pei Xiaoqing was indeed very sad, sitting alone in the room feeling sad, at this moment, Mei Zi came over and said: "Miss Cousin, the guest in the west wing is losing his temper again, do you want to go over and have a look?"

Funing lost his temper again?Then let Yuan Rong go, since this is his home anyway.