The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 278 She is not worthy of him (1)
The autumn wind was blowing, and before the two of them reached the yard, they saw Qiao Wan waiting at the door.

The little girl looks good, with a melon-seeded face, fair skin, delicate features, and moist red lips, but no matter how good she looks, she is just an ordinary girl next door, and she always has a simple and simple atmosphere on her body...

The old man squinted his eyes. To put it bluntly, he was a porridge and side dishes that were not on the table. How could he compare with his former girlfriend, but looking aside, this young man was not at all. Such an amazing root Bones, qualifications, I believe it is difficult to find ten in the world...

Isn't Jiaolong something in the pond? He is a man who can reach the pinnacle of the world with just a little polishing. How can he give up his great future because of a little girl who can't get on the stage?
Seeing him walking quickly towards the girl, the old man could only sigh with regret, blinding a good seed in vain.

"I asked you to stay in the room, why did you come out?" He touched her face, looking past her to the broken door lock.

Qiao Guan muttered and cursed: "Who told you to lock me up."

He wasn't angry, but smiled with his lips curled up: "Go back and pack your things."

Qiao Wan looked at him with strange eyes.

He rubbed her hair: "Leave tomorrow."

Qiao Wan understood, turned around and went back to the room, and seemed to understand his previous intention when packing up his things.

Maybe it's because of the previous life?He knew that the old man was in trouble, so he deliberately found an excuse to stay, just to repay his kindness?But what is his relationship with the old man.

Qiao Wan crossed her legs and thought about it halfway through cleaning up. She really wanted to ask the matter clearly, but if she asked, she would definitely not be able to hide her own...

Qiao Wan scratched at her hair, felt that the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, so she simply stopped thinking about it, and folded her clothes with her head down, until Fu Tianlang entered the door, the first thing she saw was her little buttocks, kneeling on the edge of the bed to tidy up the bedding appearance.

The afterglow of the setting sun is quietly falling, and the room is peaceful.

Hearing movement by the door, she turned around to look at him without blinking, her long eyelashes flickering.

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, stepped forward and sat down next to her, reached out and touched her face: "Are you afraid?"

He pointed to what happened just now.

Fu Tianlang's hands were dry and rough, and when he caressed her cheeks, it was a bit bumpy.

Qiao Wan shook his head without avoiding it: "What are you afraid of? Not afraid."

It was dark in the cellar. Apart from hearing voices and smelling blood, she didn't see the corpse at all. What's more, she had even seen ghosts, so she was afraid of death?
He looked at her silently for a few seconds, silently pulled her into his arms, and the image of her waving the chains echoed in his mind. In fact, without him, she could retreat completely, just like without him, she can live well... …

Qiao Guan obediently let him hug him, then poked his arm and asked, "Who are you, Uncle Lu?"

He froze for a moment and didn't speak immediately.

Qiao Guan didn't see him responding for a long time, feeling a little lost in his heart, he lowered his head and was about to get out of his arms, but he retracted his arms and held them tighter.

"He's my... master." He pressed his jaw against her shoulder, and his voice suddenly became terrifyingly deep.

Qiao Wan blinked, as if a flash of light flashed in his mind, he understood completely.

So one night before he left, the old man discovered that Qiao Wan's attitude towards him had changed, from being wary at the beginning to now being attentive as an elder...

Just like this moment, the old man was holding a cup of hot tea, looking at her a little flattered.

"Is the water hot?" Qiao Guan's eyes lit up like a lighted lamp. Before the old man could speak, he took the cup and went back to change the water. Then he brought a plate of sliced ​​watermelon. Watching the old man take a bite there, he smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Fu Tianlang's master is her master.

The old man raised his eyebrows, took a bite of the small watermelon and dropped a sunspot, then shook his head at her and said, "Isn't this melon sweet?"

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, took a small toothpick and ate a piece, it really became lighter.

"There are still some in the kitchen, I'll cut them."

The old man nodded: "I washed the dishes by the way."

Qiao Wan: "Oh!"

The old man: "There are still some clothes in the backyard, let's wash them too."

Qiao Wan: "Oh!"

Old man: "Sweep the floor too."

Qiao Wan: "Oh!"

Watching her running away, the old man caught a glimpse of Fu Tianlang's suddenly darkened face from the corner of his eye, and raised his eyebrows at him mischievously: "What's wrong, does my heart hurt?"

Fu Tianlang looked ahead and sighed softly, "Don't bully her."

The old man smiled cheerfully: "Since when did I bully her? The girl is so young, she didn't have a certificate. Young people, take it easy and don't play with your life."

Fu Tianlang was noncommittal: "No."

The old man was astonished and said, "Haven't you done it?"

Fu Tianlang's expression froze, and he nodded silently.

Sleeping in one room and one bed every day, and lying next door is a pretty girl, can a normal man hold back?

After thinking for a while, the old man said earnestly: "You are young, and it is normal that you don't know how to do this kind of thing. Today, I will give you a few books for the sake of you being the disciple of old man Qin. You wait Come on, I'll put it under the bed and I'll find it for you later..."

This time, Fu Tianlang's face turned completely dark.

The old man was still rambling on, until Qiao Wan came back with a plate of watermelon, then he stopped talking.

The old man poked one into his mouth, looked at Qiao Wan's sparkling eyes, and nodded: "Sweet."

Seeing her relieved and busy running back, her heart warmed, and she said with a smile: "Young girl is a good girl... Unfortunately, she is not good enough for you."

Fu Tianlang's hand holding Heizi stiffened, and he narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

The old man said wryly: "As long as you want, you can get money, rights, reputation and status at your fingertips, not to mention that girl is not so unique, why do you give up your bright future for the sake of a small child's affair?"

Fu Tianlang pursed his lips, his gaze sharp as a blade: "It's your turn."

The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at him calmly. Although the boy used an honorific title, he was quite angry.

He made another move, and as expected, he abandoned the conservative approach in the next step, and turned to pressing forward step by step, killing everywhere where the move was made.

(End of this chapter)