Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 633 Good You Little Thing, You Were Deceived [Second Update]

Summer nights come late, and it doesn't get completely dark until almost eight o'clock.

Zong Che returned to Yangjie at 06:30 on time to have dinner with his wife and children. At the dinner table, Gong Ze sometimes looked a little dazzling. If he could marry his wife and have children earlier, he might be more pleasing to the eye.

Gong Ze couldn't understand the male ghost's superfluous thoughts. For him, being single was so free. Although there were times when he was lonely, there were also times when he envied their family.

After dinner, An Xiangwan handed him the prescription Lin Yan had given him today, then took her husband and son upstairs and went back to the room, saying that she had something to tell him.

Zong Che originally wanted to talk to the child's mother, but she didn't expect her to confess. The letter Jiang Luofan sent her was a photo of him before he went on a mission recently, and there were some things he wanted to say in his heart. I think handwriting is more affectionate. There is also a small wild flower that only grows locally, which is very beautiful.

After reading the contents of the letter, the male ghost spoke sourly: "It's been so long, and I still love you so much, I never forget it."

"It's just a friend, not to mention that it's impossible for me to be with him."

An Xiangwan put away the letter with a smile and put it in the drawer of the bedside table.

After hearing her answer, Zong Che nodded in satisfaction and said, "Take your son to take a bath, and go to bed early tonight."

"Ah."

After answering him, he picked up his son and entered the bathroom with the little spirit dog.

That little thing has been sticking together ever since it got Xiao Gua Gua's favor, and the black unicorn has been completely thrown into the 'cold palace' by Gua Gua.

However, this is the result Xiao Hei wanted, thanks to the little spirit dog.

After bathing they fell asleep.

The action of the little spirit dog is still the same tonight. Every night, it will feel brown things that look like scales growing out of its body. It is frightening and frightening.

I buried it in the garden before thinking it would be safe, but it was dug out, so I had to throw it away in another place. The tunnel was almost unpopular, so I chose there.

When it came to the entrance of the tunnel, it smelled someone's breath, but it couldn't smell it after walking a little bit. It hesitated for a while before rushing in, dropped its things, hurried back to the room and continued to sleep as if nothing had happened.

But it never expected that when it opened its eyes early in the morning, it was caught by the hostess and tied up with red string talisman paper. No matter how hard it struggled, it would be futile.

In the middle of the two high-backed chairs in the room, the little spirit dog was suspended by An Xiangwan's limbs.

An Xiangwan was wearing plain pink pajamas, holding a small leather whip in one hand, standing in front of the little spirit dog like a queen, looking down at it, making its scalp tingle.

"Well, you little thing, you were actually deceived."

"Aww..."

The little spirit dog blinked its tearful eyes pitifully, its two small triangular ears drooped, shook its head and tried to deny that it had done nothing wrong, and it thought that it hadn't been discovered that it had lost its scales.

"Ok?"

Xiao Guagua sat on the bed and blinked, not seeing what evil little game Mommy was playing with Xiao Huang.

Zong Che picked up his son and went downstairs first. When he walked out of the room, he said to An Xiangwan, "We'll wait for you downstairs first."

Hei Qilin did not go down with him, but accompanied the hostess to interrogate Xiao Huang.

"What are these scales?"

An Xiangwan pointed at the black scales on the table with the small leather whip in her hand. It turned out that she guessed correctly yesterday, this little thing really threw it away.

"Ow..."

The little spirit dog continued to pretend not to know, and refused to admit it to death, because a voice in his subconscious told it not to leak it out.

(End of this chapter)