Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Xing Qixue is brought to a restaurant with elegant environment by Jiang Lang. Waiting for ginger to order, waiting for the waiter to serve. All he did was wait.

The dishes served by the waiter, unexpectedly, were all his favorite. Xing Qixue moved his chopsticks, chewed and swallowed slowly. He was very polite.

"How about it?" Jiang languo's words with no idea. The bold gesture of grilling rice and his daughter-in-law form two very different painting styles.

Xing boiling snow blurted out the answer: "do not hate."

How about the food.

The food is not annoying. It's very tasty.

Ginger languor gently smile, smile very happy, "it seems that taste is not how will change."

"Do you know me?" Xing put down his chopsticks and looked at him.

"I said I knew you in my last life, do you believe it?" said Jiang

Xu Jixu, who always loves spicy food, is not allowed to eat because of his own body. Often pull ginger lazy out to open a small stove, eat pot chicken, eat that call a happy, like a child.

"Nonsense." Xing boiling snow obviously does not believe, picked up chopsticks to continue to eat, intends to ignore this fool.

All of a sudden, the lights in the restaurant were on and off, and a strange wind was blowing at Xing.

Jiang Lang suddenly said: "baby, do you believe in ghosts?"

Xing Qixue replied, "I don't believe it."

But this weird situation is very similar to the latest horror movies that only the rich people go to for recreation.

Xing Qixue only saw his opposite, that is, Jiang Yong's place suddenly lit up. The red and bright red cinnabar was painted on a yellow talisman. Then Jiang Lang didn't know what action he had made. The Yellow symbol was pasted directly beside him.

"Ah There was a shrill echo.

suddenly lit up as like as two peas before they entered the restaurant, but only in the place where Xing Feixue and Jiang Yong should sit, there was only one ocean and they did not see them.

"Even if you die, you can't have a baby." Jiang languor stretched out his index finger, facing the woman on the ground

No, it's a ghost girl. She's shaking her fingers.

The world is calm, Xing boiling snow, see super spirit body do not panic. Only surprised, Jiang Lang is Ghost catcher in mental hospital?

"What am I afraid of?" The woman looked at Xing Qixue and frowned: "don't help him!"

"Who is he?" Jiang Lang's sentence didn't look like a question at all, and then he answered it himself.

"Of course he was the man who was scratched to death by the iron gate."

Walking to the whole body of the woman, the Yellow charm on his hand is constantly twining on the woman, "the man's name is Leihe, and the woman's name is LAN Yuanmei. The poor husband and wife are very sad. The husband is cheating, and the wife is killed when he finds out

The woman obviously did not expect him to know that the fact that she was forgetting was told, and she began to cry with grief.

"If you find out the truth, he can be reincarnated, and you will be sent to hell. You can't live beyond life, that is, you should work for the old man of Hades for free forever and ever."

Jiang languo continued: "who is the real murderer? At present, we are self-evident. Emotional disputes, people killing, ghost killing, all because love is too deep. "

For a while, Jiang languo and not too serious leer at the male master's portable scalpel, close to Xing boiling Snow's ear: "love to be rational."

The smell of neuropathy is warm.

Women grieve.

"But the fact is not what you think in your mind."

"What are you talking about?" The woman was stunned.

"Wife, I didn't betray you, it's you..." All of a sudden, ReHo's super spirit appears.