Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 192 Wanting both her body and her heart
Before Kang Meiyi could finish yelling, Ning Luo hung up the phone directly. She knew that Kang Meiyi would never dare to answer his call without Bei Minggu's permission. Since Kang Meiyi dared to answer, it proved that their relationship had sublimated to her level. The realm you least want to see.

And she dared to shout so unscrupulously, presumably she was not afraid that Bei Minggu would know, if he didn't care about love or not, how could Bei Minggu pamper her?

Feeling suffocated and uncomfortable, and no longer in the mood to go shopping, Ning Luo asked the driver to drive back to the manor.

Jun Chongyi sat on the dark blue sofa with his legs crossed and waited for her. When he saw her coming in, he stood up and walked to her, "What happened, why did you look so bad?"

"It's okay." Ning Luo lowered his eyes slightly, not wanting others to see what was on his mind, "Brother Jun, I will take back the spirit of my head and leave in five days. Thank you for your care and help during this time. I shouldn't be able to help you much, but if you need it in the future, just come to me."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jun Chongyi's answer, he walked around him and went upstairs.

Jun Chongyi frowned. At this time, she was no longer the jumping sunshine in winter, like the star that was about to fall, full of decadence, he didn't like to see her like this, so he turned his head with a cold face, no Asked what happened to the two maids, but instead looked at the shopping bag in the maid's hand, "What did Miss Ning Luo buy?"

"Master, it's clothes." The maid handed over the shopping bag.

Originally, he didn't bother to look at it, but he was inexplicably curious to know what she would buy, so he took out the clothes from the shopping bag, and his expression became even colder even though he was a thousand-year-old ghost. I don't know much about the clothes, but I can still tell at a glance that the clothes are clearly worn by middle-aged women, and they don't suit her at all.

How much stimulation does it take to buy clothes that are too old for her mother?

"Son, Mummy is in a bad mood, depressed, and needs your comfort."

Ning Luo threw herself on the bed, stroked her belly, and pouted her pink lips to act like a baby to her son, but she would not say the reason for her depression, and even if Bei Minggu was not, she would not speak ill of him in front of her son.

"..." Guibao seems to have been in a dormant state since the last time he soaked in the warm pool.

"Son, don't worry about sleeping all the time, are you ignoring Mommy?" Ning Luo felt a sense of grievance in her heart. She never cried easily in front of others, but she was about to cry when she saw her son in her stomach. "Okay, you don't even want Mommy anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, a soft and indifferent voice took over, "They don't want it, I want it."

Ning Luo looked up in surprise, and saw that Jun Chongyi had pushed open the door of her room at some point, and walked in with two goblets in his hands. There was bright red liquid flowing in the goblets, like red wine but not as cold as wine. picture.

"I'm acting like a baby with my son. This is a good way to accompany mother and child. Don't get me wrong." Ning Luo quickly sat up, blinking her beautiful eyes secretly, and quickly evaporated the mist in her eyes, not wanting to let Jun Chong Knowing that she had a problem with Bei Minggu's relationship, Yi felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"I've been used to loneliness for thousands of years, but I hope someone can come and act like a baby to me." Jun Chongyi came to her with two goblets, shook the red liquid in the glasses, and handed her a cup .

Just now it was clear that she had an expression of being abandoned by the whole world, but she was able to pretend nothing had happened in the blink of an eye, what a stubborn girl.

Ning Luo had already changed into her nightgown, and quickly wrapped herself in a quilt, "I'm pregnant, so I can't drink."

"This is not wine, it's a spiritual spring. I think the kid in your belly will definitely like it, but if humans drink it, they may not be able to bear it and sleep all night like drunk. You should have a drink now."

It seemed that the thousand-year-old ghost saw that she was in a bad mood.

That's right, she might know exactly what happened to her by counting her fingers, and she can't hide it at all, but even so, she can't just drink this drink, although she believes in Jun Chongyi's "human" quality , but you still have to be careful in everything.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jun Chongyi took the lead in raising his neck and drinking a glass.

At this time, Steward Ouyang happened to bring a servant in to send Ning Luo a change of clothes. When he saw Jun Chongyi drinking a cup of spiritual spring, he said anxiously: "Master, you are practicing. After drinking it, your body will break. Your nearly a hundred years of cultivation..."

Before he finished speaking, Jun Chongyi turned his eyes away, he stopped talking, and hurriedly backed out.

But Ning Luo understood it, and couldn't help but feel ashamed. In order to accompany her to relieve her worries, Jun Chongyi was willing to break through a hundred years of cultivation, but she still suspected that this cup of drink might cause harm to herself.

It's right to think about it, how could Jun Chongyi give her something that is not good for her to drink, if he wants to harm her, he doesn't need to do this at all.

"Brother Jun, I did it too!" Ning Luo took the goblet in his hand, raised his head, and drank it proudly.

One person and one ghost chatted for a while, Ning Luo kept tightly wrapped in the quilt, trying to find an excuse to let Jun Chongyi leave, but before he could find an excuse, he got into the bed in a daze and fell asleep.

Jun Chongyi walked to the bed and lifted the quilt, and saw Ning Luo lying flat on the bed in a pink nightgown, with her hands on her stomach, her pink lips lightly pursed, and her thick and curly eyelashes like two rows of fans, she seemed to be asleep Very good, like a porcelain doll.

"Who allowed you to come in?" Jun Chongyi was furious when he was interrupted suddenly, he raised his palm and slapped him.

Meihu fell to the ground after being beaten, but got up and knelt in front of him, "Master, has he forgotten his purpose? He only wants her body, not her heart. You are just wasting your mana by doing this."

"What if I say that I want both her body and her heart?" Jun Chongyi glared at Meihu murderously.

Meihu was terrified, but risked her life to remonstrate, "Meihu has the responsibility to remind the master that you will never be able to satisfy her physically and mentally, master!"

(End of this chapter)