Gong Shao pursues his wife, please keep a low profile

Chapter 1680 Pretending to be a ghost is the most interesting thing!
Originally, the two big men didn't believe in ghost legends, but they were chasing Gu Jue into the woods, why did a mysterious woman suddenly appear, and suddenly felt the surrounding wind blowing, and it was terribly cold.

Although the man who was called Ajie told his partner not to talk nonsense, his hands were shaking non-stop.

What they didn't know was that An Leyan, who was hiding nearby, heard the conversation between the two, and suddenly moved her lips strangely.

Oops, pretending to be a ghost is the most fun!
Thinking of this, she rolled her eyes, secretly took out her phone from her pocket, downloaded a piece of scary music, and buried the phone in the ground.

In this way, it is not easy to be discovered, and the second can achieve the effect she wants. '

Originally, the two men had lost their minds, but at this time the wind was blowing, and then there was a humming sound next to their ears, which made them startled and looked around in horror.

"Ah, Ajie, you... did you hear anything?"

Ajie's legs kept shaking and his teeth chattered.

Suddenly, something fell from the top of their heads and hit the ground with a loud noise. The two screamed in fright, threw away their guns, and ran wildly.

At this time, there was a helpless sigh in the woods: "Why are you still following?"

An Leyan hiding in the bushes: ...!
sister!How did that guy know it was him?No, he must be bombing her, don't be fooled.

Comforting herself, she hid in place and remained motionless, not believing that the other party could find her.But he cooperated with her to throw things down from the tree just now, he is quite smart, not bad!

Just when An Leyan nodded silently, she suddenly felt something behind her, her face tightened, she threw her fist backwards, and she turned around.

She competed with the opponent for more than ten seconds, and the situation became more and more unfavorable. She immediately yelled: "Let me go, you sneak attack, I am not prepared!"

The man who clasped her hands pressed her against the tree, frowning: "You are so brave, dare to follow alone?"

"Hey, I'm a policeman. How can I sit idly by when encountering such a thing? Facts have proved that I'm still useful. Those two people were scared away by our partnership."

Gu Jue was surprised: "Partnership?"

Seeing his surprised expression, An Leyan's heart tightened: "Didn't you throw something down from the tree?"

"No."

"You, don't be joking. I saw it just now. It seems that what fell was...the... corpses of those accomplices."

Her teeth were already shaking slightly, if Gu Jue hadn't moved them up, then?
No, it must be this guy, she firmly believes, must firmly believe!
How could the theory of evil gods be something she, a policeman, should believe. She had attended the class when she was in the police academy, so she comforted herself not to think wildly.

However, Gu Jue still had that puzzled expression: "When will I throw the corpse down from the tree? If you want to move it up without being found, it will be very difficult."

"You, don't talk about it... Let's go back to the hotel, go back..."

The soles of her feet trembled, and An Leyan, who firmly believed that there were no ghosts and gods in the world, trembled violently. She scared others just now, but now she was scared to death by Gu Jue.

She wants to go home, she wants to find her mother...

Who knew that just as she turned around, Gu Jue pressed her shoulder, An Leyan was confused: "Why? Aren't you going back?"

"there's noise!"

your sister!

Hearing his words, An Leyan no longer cared about her appearance, and jumped onto the man's waist, holding the pan tightly, her voice trembling: "What voice? Where is it?"

ps: I recommend a good friend's book, the title of which is "President Wolf, Knock on the Door Late at Night"

Pen name: Shi Jiujiu, brief introduction: "Hey, I'll go in right away, bear with it." "I'm dizzy... needles...really!" !" Wen Yichu looked at the sharp needles, and tremblingly nestled in his broad chest.

(End of this chapter)