The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 220 Is Human or Ghost?

The beams in the room are covered with long white silk.

The breeze came in from the window, blowing the white silk lightly.

On the low table next to the bed, a flickering candle flickered non-stop, but it was supposed to be a warm yellow fire, but here it was a gloomy green.

Looking at the layout of the room, Jun Moli felt uncomfortable all over.

Walking into the room quickly, he raised his hand and grabbed a white silk, just about to tear it off, when a nervous voice suddenly came from behind: "Don't pull it!"

An unfamiliar female voice came from the door.

Jun Moli and the old man turned their heads at the same time, but there was no one in sight.

Xiumei frowned slightly, and Jun Moli held Bai Ling's hand a little tighter: "If I continue to play tricks, I'll really fuck up."

"Don't talk, don't talk!" It was the same voice, but this time, there was a little helplessness in her tone.

Turning her head following the sound, she saw a flaming figure flash past the door and quickly come in front of her.

Because the distance was too close, and the woman's hair was disheveled, Jun Moli couldn't see her face clearly.

The old man stood behind and watched her pass by quickly, his eyes were frightened: "Good... good boy, is she a human or a ghost?"

Looking at the fiery red figure in front of Jun Moli, the old man took a step back subconsciously.

Just now he was still laughing at Zhuo Hao for being worthless, but now he felt that he was worthless, and he clearly had the foresight.

If he had known that this inn was so weird, he should have lived in the carriage with Zhuo Hao.

But now it seems that it is too late to regret!

Hearing the old man's question, Jun Moli did not turn his head.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at the woman in red in front of her without blinking: "I have to ask her herself."

Sensing her dangerous aura, the woman in red hastily stepped back, kept a safe distance from her, and then raised her hand to brush her hair away: "It's a human, I treat it as a human."

As her hair was pushed back, a delicate face appeared in front of Jun Moli.

The woman in front of her has fair skin, dark and bright eyes, and a small face that is even more delicate.

I have to say that just by looking at her appearance, she is also a rare beauty.

Even if compared with the two sisters of the Ruan family, they are not inferior.

Hearing her words, the old man heaved a sigh of relief, thinking of Zhuo Hao living in the carriage, he couldn't help but sneer.

That brat is really too cowardly.

However, he forgot that he himself also wanted to quickly escape from this inn just now, and squeeze into the carriage with him, just to stay overnight.

The old man was thinking proudly, Jun Moli's words slowly came to his ears: "Since you are a human, why pretend to be a ghost?"

"I'm not pretending to be a ghost." Looking at Jun Moli seriously, the woman raised her hand and pulled her own hair, and said very embarrassedly: "I just haven't washed my hair for too long."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, but it was heard by the master and apprentice in the room without omission.

The corner of Jun Moli's mouth twitched slightly, and he took a step back subconsciously.

But the old man leaned forward, sniffed the smell from her hair, and pinched his nose in disgust: "Girl, you are too dirty."

"What can I do?" Seeing that she was rejected, the woman was a little unhappy: "The water here is as expensive as gold, I can't leave here, and I can't wash my hair with water that is more expensive than gold, of course there is only... "

(End of this chapter)