Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 289 No need, my husband has a car
"I can help. My parents have been haunted by a ghost recently and need your help...and the ghost asked for you by name."

I don't know if Song Shao's words are true or not, but the ghost haunting his parents actually named her? !
"Song Shao, you'd better not lie to me, or I will make you die ugly."

An Xiangwan only wanted to take a look after hearing his last words.

Sitting next to her, Zong Che could eavesdrop on the content of her conversation with Song Shao by using some magic tricks. If what Song Shao said was true, then it would be fine for him to accompany someone to see it.

On the phone, Song Shao heard that An Xiangwan wanted to come, and his tone immediately revealed joy.

"It's true, shall I pick you up?"

Why did An Xiangwan regret it when he heard his emotions change so quickly, but he cared again and hesitated.

"No, my husband has a car."

The male ghost heard people calling him 'husband', which sounded much more pleasant than the official's, and was very satisfied. He stretched out his hand to wrap her petite shoulders, and kissed her cheek on the side of the whiteboard, in order to let her The wild man on the phone who hit him with a crooked woman heard it.

For Song Shao, a cannon fodder, he was completely overwhelmed, but if it were Jiang Luofan, he would be a big threat to him.

Thinking of An Xiangwan's crush on this scumbag for nearly six years, Zong Che wanted to give her a bottle of eye drops to cure her.

An Xiangwan ended the call and glanced at the thoughtful male ghost beside him.

"Come out with me."

"En." Zong Che nodded in agreement.

"Why don't you ask me?"

An Xiangwan was a little worried that Zong Che would be unhappy when he learned that she was going to see Song Shao.

"know."

The male ghost made no secret of his eavesdropping on her phone call just now.

"Did you hear that?"

Hearing this, she couldn't help questioning how loud her cell phone speaker was? !
"Ah."

An Xiangwan was dubious, then got up, went to the luggage bag and took out a thin coat.

"Let's go, if we go there now, it will take about an hour's drive."

The district where the Zhuang Zhai and Song Shao's home are located is so far away from the city, the traffic jam is still severe at this point.

"No need to drive."

As Zong Che said, he drew a circle on the floor with his bare-handed bat-winged cross sword, and a black hole with gusty winds appeared in the blink of an eye.

"..."

An Xiangwan was becoming more and more ignorant of the male ghost's taste. He could do this, but sometimes he had to drive.

Stepped into the black hole with him, and in the blink of an eye, they came to Song Shao's house.

Subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Song's house, it was very calm, and he didn't feel any signs of yin overflowing, which was in stark contrast to the situation of Jiang's house.

This made An Xiangwan wonder if he was cheated by Song Shao.

"Go in now?"

"Ah."

Zong Che raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Soon the doorbell video lighted up, and Song Shao's surprised voice came.

"Xiaowan, you're here. I've been waiting for you for an hour. Come in."

"Oh……"

An Xiangwan was a little surprised when he heard the sound. Didn't it have only been two or three minutes? Can you tell that this male ghost is playing with the Ruyi Time and Space Gate, and can travel to the future time?

There was a slight mechanical "click" behind the iron door and it opened.

"what happened?"

"They're just obsessed."

Zong Che explained briefly, and walked towards a huge Tudor-style building in front of him behind Ren'er.

Walking to the door, Song Shao came out to greet her personally. He couldn't see Zong Che at this time, and thought that An Xiangwan was coming alone. He took a step forward and reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, but was caught by a cold The breath rushed towards him, and he was knocked to the ground heavily.

"It seems that I was deceived."

Seeing Song Shao's stubborn nature, An Xiangwan's eyes were filled with contempt and disgust.

(End of this chapter)