Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 52 The Troubled Woman

however……

The moment she stretched out her hand...

Suddenly an arm stretched out in the pitch-black darkness, strangling towards Leng Ran's neck!
ahhh-

Leng Ran let out a scream one after another, and the long burning lamp in her hand also fell to the ground, the lamp oil spilled on the ground, and the fire was extinguished.

It was cold, bitingly cold, and there was a strong smell of blood.

The breath of death permeated Leng Ran's whole body, and she could feel the rotten smell of that arm.

It's over, she's going to die...

At this moment, it was cold and trembling all over.Despair is like a tide covering it!

She wanted to break free, but couldn't, the bone-cold hand tightly grabbed her chin, and then she felt a chill on her back, and a cold body pressed against her.

No, no, Long Qingjue, Long Qingjue come and save me!
At this final moment of despair, the surrounding time seemed to stand still.

The coldness on the neck disappeared suddenly, and a gust of wind blew by, only to see that ghostly black shadow approaching at a high speed.

Before Leng Ran could see clearly, she felt her body being pulled hard, and her whole body fell into a cold embrace.

The familiar sandalwood fragrance came to her nostrils, and Leng Ran was slightly taken aback. She seemed to be still in a state of ignorance when she heard a cold and evil voice above her head.

"A woman who will only cause trouble."

This voice... this voice, Leng Ran only felt her nose sore, and tears filled her clear eyes.

"Women are trouble."

Although the deep voice had a cold feeling, but the fingertips that passed the corner of the eyes made Leng Ran's tense heart relax.

She threw herself into Long Qingjue's embrace and cried choked up.

"Let you walk around, useless woman."

Although the voice was still icy cold, those hands were tightly embraced into Leng Ran.

"I...I didn't want to make tea for your son!" Leng Ran suddenly felt aggrieved and sad.

Long Qingjue looked at the stubbornness and sadness that suddenly overflowed from Leng Ran's brows, his heart trembled slightly, and a trace of distress flashed across his deep eyes.

"Okay, don't cry!" Even though he was distressed, Long Qingjue's eyebrows were still light, letting people see his emotions, "Let's go home."

Leng Ran cried and nodded, not daring to look at the coffin anymore, nor did she dare to ask any more questions, only hearing the sound of the coffin vibrating farther and farther away.

Looking at Leng Ran who was leaning against his arms, Long Qing couldn't help raising his lips and smiling, unexpectedly this little woman was quite cute sometimes.

But thinking of that coffin, Long Qingjue narrowed his deep eyes slightly, this coffin...

Is something inside about to come out?

His deep eyes swept over the woman in his arms, Long Qingjue frowned lightly, what's so special about this woman?
……

Back in the boudoir, the red lantern drove away the surrounding darkness, Leng Ran was completely relaxed, but when she was relaxing, she thought of another question.

"Where's your son?"

When Long Qingjue heard Leng Ran talking about his son, he was taken aback for a moment and almost didn't realize it. Then, seeing Leng Ran's slightly anxious eyes, his slightly dark handsome face relaxed, and said lightly: "My son will come to accompany you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Long Qingjue wanted to leave without looking back, Leng Ran hurriedly grabbed him, his body could not help but tremble violently.

"You... where are you going?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Leng Ran wanted to bite her tongue. Has she started to care about the man who has only lived together for a day?

(End of this chapter)