The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 429 The Difference between Cloud and Mud (3)
Fu Tianlang didn't like being close to others, but began to slowly accept her touch. Although he was still unfamiliar with her and still couldn't remember her identity, the situation was improving. She believed that when they had a child, they would be able to get along with each other. back to those days.

Just how should this child have?
Qiao Guan touched his flat belly with one free hand. He had already revealed his evil spirit. It is not impossible for her to have a child, but the process is a bit difficult...

She snorted out of her nose, her hands went directly around his body, wrapping around his waist.

"Brother Lang, I'm your wife." She moaned to express her position.

As his back warmed up, Fu Tianlang stopped his hands, nodded slightly and said, "En."

"Then if you are going on a business trip next time, or if you cannot come back at night, can you tell me?" She should be the closest person to him, and she doesn't want to know through the mouth of a third person like a few days ago his whereabouts.

Fu Tianlang's expression was indifferent, and there was no fluctuation in his tone: "It was my negligence, and I will remember to inform you in the future."

The obviously alienated tone made her heart cold again, but she took a deep breath, and it took a long time for her to recover.

"It's getting late, let's save these tasks until tomorrow." She said softly, "Shall we go back to the room and rest?"

As she spoke, she freed a small hand to draw circles on his chest. Circle after circle, the range gradually became smaller, and the strokes went down...

The man's back stiffened, and he suddenly held her fidgeting hand: "If you're sleepy, go back to your room and sleep."

Unwilling to give up, Qiao Wan pulled out his other hand to touch his lower abdomen, but both of them were captured.

"You sleep too."

"I'm not sleepy." His face darkened.

"Sleep even if you're not sleepy." She blinked her big watery eyes, thinking to herself that she had made clear hints and made bold moves, why was he still indifferent?
"...Wanwan." He was silent for a long time, then gently pushed her away, "Go to bed first, I still have to work."

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and withdrew his hand resentfully: "Shen Cha..."

"Drink for a while."

"It will be cold if you leave it for a long time." She slowly withdrew her hand and took two steps back, still struggling to die.

Fu Tianlang glanced at her, picked up the cup and drank it clean: "You go out."

"Oh." She took the empty cup, rubbed it in her arms, and still did not give up talking to him, "Are you really not hungry? I'll make you hot food, or make some supper..."

"No need." He took out a pen from the drawer, and looked down at her no longer.

The air suddenly fell silent, she didn't know what else to say to him, she stood there for a long time, her eyes glistened, and she finally understood in her heart that it was useless to act coquettishly, for a stranger, her Tears have no value.

"I'm going back to my room." She walked to the door and said hugging the door frame.

"Yeah." The man pursed his thin lips coldly, without looking up at her.

"Don't be too late."

"Ah."

Qiao Wan closed the door in desperation.

When they came back to the room, they ran into Jiao Nu, and they looked at each other, only to see Jiao Nu snorted coldly, and said angrily: "You humans are really fickle, if you say forget it, forget it, if you say it is light, you will be light."

She stopped for a while, played with her hair and said indifferently: "Do you regret it? Regret for removing his evil spirit."

Qiao Guan narrowed his eyes and held his head high: "Why do you regret it? Except for Yin Sha, he just lost some memories. As long as the person is still there, feelings can be cultivated slowly. He can fall in love with me once, and there will be a second time." , I don't give up so easily."

Jiao Nu was stunned for a while, lowered her head and thought for a while, then turned and went downstairs: "Hmph, I don't care about your affairs, I just want to see Dai Mingming, don't let me know that you lied to me, or I will make your Qiao family restless forever."

In mid-August, there was continuous light rain.

Today's Fengdu City is still lively, in the shadowy city where the sun is never seen, ghosts are bustling with people, many people gather in one place, just because there is a storyteller in front of the teahouse.

The storyteller held a folding fan and told stories about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Outlaws of the Marsh, heroes of the Ming Dynasty and other heroic stories, which attracted many ghosts, and even the business of the small stalls on the side was also stimulated.

Qiao Guan wore a long robe and walked slowly on the street, looking at the dilapidated and old houses on both sides, I don't know how many years these buildings are.

She stops and stops, looks here and there, it is rare for the next time in the Yin market, of course, she must prepare some medicines that can be used in daily life, she is not in a hurry to return to the Yang world, so it takes half a day to walk around, and finally back Moved to the teahouse like an old snail with a bag.

"The mighty 10 horses rushed to the white horse. The guard of the white horse is Liu Yan, the prefect of Dongjun. But Liu Yan was frightened. Who did Liu Yan listen to? Yan Liang? Leading 10 for Yuan Shao's front vanguard People came rushing to me. Oops~ He quickly wrote an emergency document to Prime Minister Cao, and then, the four doors were closed tightly, and he was too scared to even come out."

She bought a bowl of wonton noodles from the hawker at the door, pulled a small bench and ate while listening. In fact, a soul without a body does not need to eat, but although the ghosts in Yin City are not considered human beings, they are also I want to live a "living life", so snacks, cigarettes, alcohol, and all kinds of recreational snacks here are very popular.

Qiao Wan took a bite, and the wontons he ate were like a puff of smoke, which didn't fill his stomach, but his mouth lingered, and the taste of minced meat in his mouth was no worse than Yangjian's food at all.

"Young girl's cute face, are you new here?" The woman selling wontons noticed Qiao Wan's side, saw that she had a strange face, and she was still wearing the uniform of a ghost messenger, so she couldn't help asking a few more questions.

Qiao Wan smiled, and when she raised her head and looked at her, she was taken aback for a moment.

Why does this person look familiar?
She picked up another chopstick of noodles and stuffed them into her mouth, stirred the soup, and found that Yinshi was just like this, a bowl of wonton noodles, three or two wontons, and the rest were all noodles.

"Yes, sister, your craftsmanship is really good, and the noodles are especially chewy."

The woman covered her mouth and smiled. At the age of 23 or [-], she should be very young when she died, and she was thin and small. She stood behind the stall, and if she didn't pay attention, she was blocked by the signboard.

"Then eat more." The woman politely handed her another bowl.

Qiao Guan picked up the chopsticks and found that there were much more wontons in this bowl than the night before.

She took out the money happily, but the other party refused.

"You don't need money, just let me treat you to this bowl." The woman smiled, her brows and eyes were curved, and her eyes were as clear as Koizumi.

Qiao Guan was not polite to her, and immediately accepted it honestly. The ghost messengers in the underworld are equivalent to civilian government servants. Although they don't collect protection fees, there are still many ghost people who work for them for the sake of convenience." benefit".

(End of this chapter)