The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 357 I only want one Qiao Wan in this life (1)
His gaze slowly sank, and finally landed on those thin white hands.

The softness close to the back made him startled suddenly, and his body froze for a moment, not daring to turn his head.

With Fu Tianlang's current cultivation level, there are probably very few people in the world who can get close to him without him noticing.

But he was disturbed by Jin Zuofei just now, and Qiao Guan was hiding in the ghost fog again, restraining his breath, so he came behind him without anyone noticing.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and sniffed heavily, and with the familiar smell, she sighed softly: "Brother Lang, I'm so disappointed."

He froze for a moment, but still didn't look back.

"What?" He said softly, although he couldn't hear the emotion in his words, his breathing was a few minutes heavy.

Qiao Guan slowly took his hand, took off the saber, and then sighed on his back like a little old woman: "Oh, why didn't you look sad at all when he said I died? It turns out that my position in your heart...is not that important."

That's right, she's just a small belly, and she's been squatting beside him a long time ago to watch his reaction.

The man's body trembled slightly, and his breathing became heavier.

"No." He turned around and looked into her eyes, like a lone wolf wandering in the dark, hungry and finally found the only food.

"What is it?" Suddenly falling into his arms, Qiao Wan raised his face and looked at him with a smile.

He met her eyes without saying a word, raised his hand and slowly stroked her black hair, along the top of the hair all the way to the braid, and then, a wisp of black air floated out from her hair.

That is the Yin Sha that belongs to him.

Qiao Guan watched him retract the black mist with ease, and opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

Before that, the two had been inseparable from Mengmeng, so it was inevitable that she would be infected with his aura, so she never cared about it, but she never expected that he could find her by following this yin.

"If you have something, I will know as soon as possible."

The man looked at her intently, a feeling of repression and urgency spread in the air, he obviously wanted to hug her recklessly, but he was careful not to go forward, for fear that the girl in front of him was just an illusion, just like what he had done before Meng, just a little closer, she will turn into green smoke and disappear without a trace.

"Well, well, you can make sense." Qiao Wan blinked, knowing his contradiction, so his smile deepened, "But why are you so fierce? Are you not happy that I'm back?"

He clenched his teeth, and clasped her waist tightly with his hot and powerful palms.

"Won't you leave again?" His voice was very soft, with uncertainty in his eyes.

Even though his waist hurt a lot from his grasp, Qiao Wan didn't say a word, she stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck, her warm breath sprayed his face finely and densely.

She made a promise: "When you come back, you will never leave again."

Hearing this, Fu Tianlang's dark eyes overflowed with an indescribable surprise.

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you, but Brother Lang, you hurt me so much when you pinched me." Seeing him let go suddenly, Qiao Wan smiled and acted like a baby, "Also, I heard that most animals are territorial and like to be in their own territory. I left a mark on it to indicate that you put your own evil spirit on me, is that what you mean?"

She changed the subject, her eyes were fixed on him with sparkling eyes.

He froze for a moment, and was about to tell her that this metaphor was inappropriate, but then there was another pause, and his dark eyes suddenly became deeper.

Territory... Possession...

She was telling him that she was his.

Qiao Guan blushed, thinking that I had spoken so plainly, there was no reason for him not to understand, and if he couldn't understand again...she would stop talking.

Afterwards, Qiao Wan climbed up on him like a koala, rubbed his cheek lightly, and complained slightly dissatisfied in his words: "Grandpa Buddha said that all living beings are equal, since my brother left a smell on me, I can't suffer..."

She did what she said, and pouted her small mouth to rub his lips. Although the man's lips were cold, but his breath was hot. At the moment she threw herself into the net, she was like a traveler who encountered a water source in the desert. Covering her mouth, tossing and turning, wantonly asking for.

Qiao Wan suddenly felt a little regretful, as if she had started and couldn't stop, until a clear and clear child's voice came from behind.

Grandpa, what is sister doing?

The old man coughed lightly, and quickly covered the other person's eyes: Don't look at the child.

Qiao Guan's face turned red again with a "boom", and then he pushed him away with a straight face.

"First... get down to business first." She said out of breath, and when she lowered her eyes, she realized that she was holding her feet in the air and being held in his arms.

He was as motionless as a mountain, bowing his head and wanting to kiss her again.

Qiao Wan quickly covered his mouth: "Brother Lang, these people have my photo on them."

Seeing him stop, she added: "Speaking of which, do you still remember the time when I went back to my hometown? That's when the photo on my student ID card fell off. Could it be...well, I mean, Could your master's death be related to these people?"

After all, he was an elder, Qiao Wan didn't dare to speak ill of a deceased person, but his heart was still in a panic. Seeing that Fu Tianlang couldn't be persuaded, the old man deliberately tore off an inch of her photo, obviously dragging her into the water together .

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan lost even a trace of respect in his heart.

It didn't matter if he harmed her, she was just afraid that her helpless family would fall into this muddy water.

After hearing this, Fu Tianlang's lips were pursed into a thin blade, and the previously suppressed murderous aura also emerged.

Seeing him picking up the saber, Qiao Wan's eyes flickered with coldness, he was startled, and quickly wrapped his arm around him.

"Don't, don't."

Murder is a felony, not to mention that he has already carried too many lives on his body. When this evil spirit has not completely disappeared, she does not want him to commit another murder.

"...Let me do it this time." She was about to get out of his arms, but when her arms tightened, the other party grabbed her wrist heavily.

Fu Tianlang frowned deeply, his eyes fixed on her without blinking: "Where are you going?"

Qiao Wan sighed softly: "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

He still doesn't let her go, the last time he let go, he waited for a year, this time, he won't let go of her no matter what.

Qiao Guan's heart softened, and she gently covered the back of his hand with her palm, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Oh, if you're happy holding it, just hold it."

After finishing the words, she took him two steps forward, and waved her free hand towards the air.

Immediately, the mist all over the sky gradually became thinner until it dissipated completely, revealing a group of ghost people.

There are about a hundred villagers in this village, and now they are standing neatly in front of Qiao Wan, watching her take out a small wooden tablet from her pocket, and they all knelt down and bowed down.

(End of this chapter)