The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 375
In the afternoon, the sun is warm and the breeze is gentle.

Qiao Wan and her three roommates happened to have no classes, and coincidentally, even Cheng Anle didn't go out.

Shen Qianqian glanced at Qiao Wan and Zhao Ling who were napping on the bed, and Cheng Anle who was sitting quietly reading a book, and suddenly suggested: "There is a big movie coming out tonight, I bought some tickets, let's go to the movie together Bar?"

Qiao Wan and Zhao Ling had no objection to this, so Shen Qianqian turned around and asked Cheng Anle again.

"Want to be together?"

Cheng Anle looked up from the book, glanced at her sideways, and suddenly said indifferently: "Okay."

Her voice was a little hoarse than that of ordinary girls, and when she said this, not only Shen Qianqian was taken aback, but even Qiao Wan and Zhao Ling couldn't help but look sideways.

Today is not a weekend, and there are not many people on the street.

The four of them arrived at the entrance of the cinema in a commercial vehicle. Qiao Wan thought that he could go to the best cinema in the city tonight, where there were popcorn and coke, and the person sitting next to him was not Fu Tianlang, that boring guy, but It's a few girls, and it feels fresh.

But when the slender, long-haired, sweet-voiced Shen Qianqian stood in front of a poster and chose a disaster movie, her interest suddenly halved.

Compared with disaster movies, Qiao Wan prefers to watch funny movies or horror movies, they are too profound for her to understand, and they are too dull for her to fall asleep.

But seeing that Shen Qianqian was in high spirits, Zhao Ling and Cheng Anle had no objection, so she could only touch her nose, and went into the cinema with popcorn in her arms.

But then, Qiao Wan stared at the screen with blind eyes, and even forgot to eat.

Sure enough, this disaster movie has to be watched in a theater. The big screen, the tsunami vortex, lightning and thunder are all close at hand, as if you are in it.

The entire film lasted [-] minutes, and when the four of them left the entrance of the theater, it began to rain heavily outside.

It was raining heavily and the wind was howling.

Qiao Guan stood at the door, looked around for a while, touched his hungry stomach, and discussed with the others, Shen Qianqian decided to take Qiao Wan and the others to eat something good.

And Qiao Wan thought that she would take them to a hotel or a more decent restaurant, but unexpectedly it was a food stall.

It was raining and there were no customers in the shop.

The driver parked the car in a private parking space on the side.

Shen Qianqian jumped out of the car first: "This is the place, the food here is delicious."

Qiao Guan, Zhao Ling, and Cheng Anle also got out of the car one by one, looked around for a while, and then walked in.

Shen Qianqian is a local and is familiar with the neighborhood. Since she said it was delicious, there must be something good about it.

"Boss, here's a pot!" Shen Qianqian greeted the boss familiarly, as if she was quite familiar with the surrounding environment.

This restaurant calculates the amount based on the number of sticks. Customers pick up what they want to eat, and then pay according to the number of sticks.

Qiao Guan was so hungry that he wanted to eat everything he saw, so within a short while, the basin was full.

Seeing that she kept adding seasonings to the spicy skewers, Zhao Ling asked, "Can you finish eating so much?"

Qiao Wan nodded with a smile.

Shen Qianqian sighed from the side: "You are so kind, no matter how much you eat, you won't gain weight."

Qiao Wan smiled, lowered his head and continued eating.

Now she has raised three water ghosts, which naturally consumes a lot of energy. The only thing to blame is that her starting point is too low. No matter how much she cultivates, she is still not as good as the impermanence appointed by the king of hell, and she cannot raise a hundred ghosts. And the degree of color change.

Cheng Anle put in the seasonings slowly, and was far more interested in food than these roommates.

Just as a few people were sitting by the window, listening to the sound of rain, eating spicy skewers, chatting occasionally, and the atmosphere was just right, a group of people suddenly came to the door.

"Boss Lei, how is business today?" Several burly men stepped on the tables and chairs as soon as they entered the door. Qiao Wan looked around and caught a glimpse of the leading man with a hideous scar on his face.

"Brother Chen, Lord Xiong..." The shop owner's expression changed immediately, and he smiled apologetically, "You can see it too, it's raining today, and I'm just a table of guests, so where is the business?"

After saying that, the scarred man looked sideways at their table, saw the four young girls, and the group whistled at them in a hurry.

Shen Qianqian flinched, put down the half-eaten spicy skewers, took out a bill from her wallet, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, eat somewhere else."

Qiao Wan frowned, and roughly counted, there were only six punks, and she was more than enough to deal with them alone.

But before Qiao Wan could speak, Cheng Anle, who had been silent all this time, said, "I haven't finished eating, where should I go?"

Qiao Wan answered: "We eat ours, what do they do?"

"What's the matter? A table is not considered a business? Do you still want to hang out here? Give me the money." The scarred man looked away, slapped the table suddenly and scolded.

The store owner looked embarrassed: "This... didn't you just accept it a few days ago? Brother Chen, look, I just opened the market today, so you can give it another two days?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you won't give it, will you? If you don't give it to me, you'll ruin your business!" The scarred man picked up a spicy skewer, and after eating it, he casually threw it on Qiao Wan's table.

Suddenly there was a lottery in front of him, Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, but he just frowned and didn't make a sound.

Shen Qianqian was even more afraid to speak, and Zhao Ling was the same, still eating his own food in a neither salty nor bland manner.

"Hey, don't throw your food here, it will be counted as our money when you pay the bill." Cheng Anle had a cold face, her neutral but delicate features made her look like a handsome teenager.

The man with the scar was stunned for a moment, and his eyes glanced at the other three people sitting. The beauty of Shen Qianqian, the beauty of Qiao Wan, and the beauty of Zhao Ling came into view one after another. Skinny weak chicken.

"Oh?" The man with the scar got excited, pulled the seat next to them, sat down, and said casually, "Are you talking to me?"

Cheng Anle raised his eyebrows and cast a cold glance at him.

Seeing this, the timid Shen Qianqian was frightened to death, and kept pulling her sleeves under the table.

"Hey, that's interesting." The man with the scar gave a wicked smile, waved his hand, and five other men gathered around, "Well, let's eat together, and I'll pay the bill, boss, some beers! "

Qiao Guan narrowed her eyes, and the man with the scar was closest to her. As soon as he spoke, the sour smell of tobacco and alcohol made her lose even the last bit of appetite.

She put down the skewers unhappily, waved her fingertips, and just lit a cluster of will-o'-the-wisps...

"Get out." Cheng Anle raised his head, his brows were full of coldness.

(End of this chapter)