The businesswoman flirting with her husband: Prince Tsundere, don't get angry!

Chapter 127 Ghost

Even though he was no stranger to flower ghosts, Shao Luoying still shuddered during the daytime.

I saw him hiding in the shadows, his whole body covered under the black robe, even his face was covered, so he couldn't see clearly.

I don't know what kind of exercises he is practicing, the air a few meters around him is much colder, and people don't want to get close at all.

The back is a little rickety, as if it is an old man.

The flower ghost has been by her brother's side for many years, but Shao Luoying has never seen his true face.

"Go around Beiyuanfang and look at that woman named Han Yi." Xiao Yilin said calmly, "Remember, don't hurt anyone, just say hello."

"Yes." A reply came from under the dark robe, and then the person disappeared.

As soon as the flower ghost left, Shao Yaoying's tense nerves relaxed, and he glanced at the place where the flower ghost disappeared. The voice of this flower ghost is young, and it is not the same as the image at all.

"Little sister, how are you doing?"

Shao Yaoying bit her lip, and said hesitantly, "Sister Lin, this is not very good..."

Xiao Yilin smiled: "I didn't take her seriously, I just asked the flower ghost to take a look, at most it was just to teach you a little lesson, as punishment for making you sad today."

"But the flower ghost..."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Yilin looked into her eyes, and there was a trace of indifference in the depths of her eyes.

"You know, sometimes being kind to your opponent is being cruel to yourself."

Shao Luo twitched her lips, not knowing what to reply, feeling a little dazed in her heart.

"Just remember."

Han Yi walked into the room, closed the door, turned around and stood against the door, a little tired.

It's a little funny to think about it, but after a relationship, why are there so many things that bother you?

She couldn't help laughing, and said in a low voice, "It's because this man is so good, that's why there are some twists and turns in his love life."

A black shadow was stuck outside the window, motionless.

Han Yi seemed to have sensed it, and raised her head, "Who?"

No one answered.

Because the shadow was close, the light outside the window was blocked a lot, and the room was a bit dark.

Han Yi regained her composure, walked over quietly, swallowed nervously, and stretched out her hand boldly to open the window!
Nothing at all!

Han Yi was taken aback, and then he let out a long breath. Fortunately, it was daytime, so he wouldn't be scared to death at night?

She patted her chest, and when she turned around, a man in black stood behind her like a ghost!
what! ! ! ! !
Han Yimeng was frightened and cried out.

Yang Siyu broke through the door suddenly, rushed over and hugged the screaming Han Yi.

"Don't be afraid! What's the matter?"

Hearing Yang Siyu's voice, Han Yi felt relieved, and opened his eyes to see that the man in black was gone.

"I rely on..." Han Yi panted, trying to calm down.

Facing Yang Siyu who was worried, he said, "I just saw a ghost in broad daylight."

"What the hell?" Yang Siyu was stunned, "I just came in and didn't see anyone."

He thought that Han Yi was stimulated by something about Xiao Yihan.

Han Yi took a deep breath, and said slowly: "When I entered the room, I saw a person standing outside the window. When I opened the window, there was nothing. I thought I was delusional, but when I turned around, the person appeared behind me again. Are you saying it's scary?"

"Have you seen that man's face clearly?" Yang Siyu frowned.

Han Yi shook her head: "No, the whole body is covered under the black robe, the face and eyes are all covered, appearing and disappearing without sound, it doesn't matter whether it is a human or a ghost."

Yang Siyu comforted: "Don't be afraid, when a person dies, there is nothing left. How can there be ghosts? Don't say that there are no ghosts in this world. Even if there are, where do ghosts come from in the bright world?"

Han Yi looked up at Yang Siyu, then lowered his head again.

If there is nothing left when a person dies, then what is she?

　When I think that tomorrow is Monday again, my whole body is not good... haha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)