Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 542 I can't wait, hurry up. 【Four more】

After Zong Pu's questioning, Bai Chuniang cried even more out of control, as if her father and mother had just met Master Qingtian to avenge their grievances after they died unjustly. You must uphold justice for me..."

Uncle Wang didn't expect to come to play chess with the old ghost tonight, and would encounter such a thing. Why does this female ghost look so... dead?

He frowned and asked curiously: "Is she Che'er's wife?"

Hearing the sound, Zong Pu shook his head and replied to Old Uncle Wang's words: "No, they just happen to look similar."

Only then did he say to Bai Chuniang: "Chu Niang, get up first, and then talk to me carefully."

Bai Chuniang's play became more and more vigorous, her eyes filled with blood and tears quietly observed Xia Zongpu's expression, then she nodded and got up, and said to him: "Grandpa, tonight Liu Bogang and I will inform Miss An that my grave is buried in A Che’s cave, but she actually invited someone to tear down my tomb shortly after Uncle Liu and I left, and even threw my tombstone and ashes into the sea...I, I..."

When she said this, she seemed to be crying out of breath and twitching, she looked very wronged, comparable to Dou E's betrayal of June Feishuang.

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Conze Villa
It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and An Xiangwan went straight back to sleep after finishing his work.

Zong Che clearly knew what "bad" things she had done, but pretended not to know. Before she came back, he washed his son, put the little guy to sleep, changed into modern pajamas and sat on the bed, waiting for her to come back.

The moment An Xiangwan pushed the door open, he had the illusion that he was alive, but it didn't matter if he was alive or a ghost, as long as he could see her and be with her.

Thinking about it, she pretended to be nonchalant, walked to the bed next to him and sat down, looked at his familiar handsome face, looked down at the big hand he stretched out to hold her soft catkin, and asked in a low voice: "Ache, what did I do?" Bad thing, Grandpa will come to punish me soon, when the time comes, will you hand me over to Grandpa, or protect me indiscriminately?"

"Well, on your side."

Zong Che already knew about her little jealous thoughts, if she was going to be punished by Grandpa, then he must be more guilty than her, because it all happened because of him.

An Xiangwan decided to tell him the truth about the bad things he did just now. After hearing this, Zong Che smiled nicely, pulled her into his arms, kissed her lightly on the top of her head, and praised: "Good job!" pretty."

"Is it……"

An Xiangwan didn't expect this male ghost to become humorous. It's really rare.

"Well, go take a shower, tonight..."

Zong Che's last words came close to her ear and whispered softly, instantly making her fair face red.

She shyly got up from his arms, tickled his chest lightly with her cotton fist, and said, "Nerdy."

"I can't wait, hurry up."

Zong Che urged, "God knows that since Guagua was born, they have had sex as many times as they can. Just thinking of tonight will do it, it feels like a feather has been swept across their hearts, and they want to scratch but can't scratch the itch.

"Why are you so anxious, hum."

An Xiangwan scolded him, turned and went into the bathroom.

Zong Che's expression darkened immediately after she entered the bathroom, and four balls of little will-o'-the-wisps came out from under the floor and floated in front of him to report the situation: "Master, after the ghosts disappeared, the old wooden comb also disappeared."

"It should have been done by the owner of the old wooden comb."

Zong Che had already guessed who the old wooden comb belonged to, but grandpa was protecting it now, and this was what gave him a headache. Tonight Xiaowan dug Bai Chuniang's grave, and there was a high possibility that grandpa would be furious.

(End of this chapter)