The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 253 Brother Lang, Let’s Go Home (2)
He Panpan looked up: "I am willing to reincarnate."

Qiao Guan looked at her face seriously. She was a very young female student with white eyebrows and lips. Except for a small freckle on her cheek, her entire body was white.

"Okay, I'll find someone to save you tomorrow." Qiao Guan responded readily, seeing her slipping back into the white cat's body, she was actually a little puzzled. Could it be that this female student is kind-hearted by nature, and after being tortured and killed, she also Have no intention of revenge?
At this time, Aqi's chilly voice came from beside her ear: "Do you believe her words?"

Qiao Wan thought for a while and said, "Why don't you believe me?"

There was no bloody smell on this ghost, she believed that she had never hurt anyone, and she had no grievances with her, she couldn't think of why she would lie to her.

The black cat snorted coldly, turned over and ignored her.

The night was already deep, Qiao Guan watched that it was getting late, and was about to turn off the lights and go to bed. He Panpan was afraid of the black cat on the bed, so he didn't dare to go to bed privately, but she didn't leave, just curled up in a corner , seems to have fallen asleep.

The next morning, when the sun came in, Qiao Wan woke up.

After washing up in a hurry, she took out the door of inferno and wanted to take the female student's soul away, but the other party politely refused.

"Sister, please give me half a day, I still have unfulfilled wishes." It lay beside her.

Qiao Wan thought for a while, then nodded and agreed: "Be careful, find me in the warehouse at the back door of our school in the evening, and I will ask someone to save you."

The white cat nodded slightly, and as a thank you, it carefully licked her cheek.

Qiao Guan seemed to have been stabbed on the cheek, but he didn't suspect him. After sending He Panpan away, he contacted Zhao Ling. After discussing for a while, the two decided on a time. Only the female ghost escaped and sent her to the next reincarnation, but in the evening, Qiao Wan was stopped by someone.

Zhao Qi took her homework and waved to him with a smile on his face: "Qiao Wan, come to my office."

Qiao Wan frowned slightly, exchanged glances with Zhao Ling, and followed...

The afterglow of the setting sun tilted slightly, as usual Fu Tianlang came to pick her up again.

Under the warm sunshine, his pure black suit made his figure taller and taller. There was no expression or smile on his face, and his clear eyes glided around. He seemed to be careless, but there was an unattainable , an inaccessible breath.

He waited quietly at the door, and the students passing by were no strangers to him, many girls even hurried downstairs just to have a look at him, but this man was unmoved, no matter how beautiful a woman was, he never caught his eyes, because There is only one person in his eyes.

At this time, a figure came quietly in the distance, she slightly curled her lips, her eyebrows were curved, and there was a calm and indifferent look in her dark pupils.

"Brother Lang." She said with a smile, her eyes came to him.

Fu Tianlang lowered his eyes, and his sharp eyes fell on the tip of the other's slightly raised nose.

He was silent for a while, then turned and left.

Qiao Wan suddenly grabbed him, and said coquettishly, "Don't rush back, let's go for a walk."

He glanced at his arm held by her, saw her painful but enduring look, and then nodded calmly: "Where are you going?"

Qiao Guan immediately let go of him, keeping a distance of about two fists away from him, and silently took him to a nearby hotel.

Qiao Wan opened a room and led Fu Tianlang into the elevator.

Qiao Guan turned his back to him, and the elevator shining like a mirror clearly reflected the expression of the man behind him, as cold as if he had no emotion at all.

With a "ding", as the elevator reached the floor, she opened the door, and after he entered, she quietly locked the door.

The sound of "click" was a little abrupt in this quiet space, but he didn't turn his head.

A man and a woman in love are in the same room together, what else can happen?

Qiao Guan hugged his waist from behind, she had a ferocious face, although the skin on her body made a scorching sound because of the yin, her voice was extremely charming: "Brother Lang, you want me ?"

He still didn't look back, his night-like eyes were cold and ruthless: "I want to."

man...

The girl's joyful laughter came from behind, and then she let him go. Not long after, there was the sound of undressing again.

She took off her clothes one by one, and came in front of him naked, her delicate skin was glowing with tender pink under the light, her young body looked fresh and moving, then she turned and raised her hand again, trying to untie Buttons on his chest.

Unexpectedly, before her fingertips even touched him, the slender wrist had already been grasped mercilessly, and when she raised her eyes again, she met his cold and stern aura like a Rakshasa.

"Who are you?" He looked at her, but she was not in his eyes.

"Qiao Guan" had never seen such a ferocious evil spirit, and was startled at the moment, the scorching sound of "嗞嗞" sounded again, and he even smelled the smell of his soul being scorched in his nose.

But she couldn't stop, if she couldn't complete the task as scheduled, her fate would be ten times more terrible than this.

"Brother Lang, you hurt me." "Qiao Guan" began to tremble at the fingertips, his feet went limp, and he threw himself into his arms naked.

She was warm and soft, but the man in front of her didn't even move his eyebrows. He stared at her intently, as if what was in front of him was just a dead body.

"Who are you."

"Qiao Wan" shuddered, but still said softly: "I'm Wanwan, don't you recognize me?"

His expression remained unchanged: "You are not."

"Qiao Guan" swayed, and her tender white arms simply reached towards his lower abdomen: "Why not? If you say that again, I will ignore you."

She imitated Qiao Wan's tone of coquettishness, this man's breath was too cold, but she was sure that as long as she wore this face, he would not attack her.

Unexpectedly, before her lips could touch his jaw, a big callused palm had already caught her neck, and then the man lifted her up in the air with one hand.

Fu Tianlang raised his eyes to look at her. He found that she was very sad, but not as sad as a human being whose throat was stuck and unable to breathe. He frowned, pressed his thumb slightly, and directly pierced her throat with a soft and boneless touch. It made his expression change slightly, and he stabbed another finger, and he suddenly realized.

(End of this chapter)