Ghost Wedding at Midnight: My Adorable Ghost Husband

"Why don't you sleep?"

Rong Qi opened his eyes and looked at me.

I hesitated and asked: "You, in your era, can strange men and women sleep in the same bed?"

"Oh, I forgot. I originally wanted to marry you with a yin marriage, but you didn't want to..." Rong Qi mumbled for a moment, then quickly got up and lay on the ground.

"I sleep on the ground, it's okay."

Although the ghost wouldn't catch cold, I just drove people out of bed, and I suddenly felt a little bit sad in my heart, but I couldn't say anything about letting him come up.

Had to lie down like this.

"Hey, I think you are dressed like the Qing Dynasty, what year were you in your life," I asked in bed, thinking about this question, right?

Rong Qi lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and said like a stream: "I died in Jiaqing Year. As for the first few years, it's been too long, I don't remember."

I don’t know if he doesn’t remember, or he doesn’t want to say, although my history is not good, Barabara counted, and found that he was dead for more than a hundred years.

Taking the heat to hit the iron, I continued to ask another important question.

"Are you always attached to that crescent jade before? Are there any things on the development site, are you the ghost that you made before? Later, my uncle went to exorcise, and you got my uncle, now Tangle me again?"

Rong Qi finally opened his eyes, looked at me, and said lukewarmly: "Little girl, I advise you not to ask questions, you just need to do things for me wholeheartedly, find beads, and when you know you will naturally You know, people who are too curious are always short-lived."

I rolled my eyes and loved to say nothing.

"Don't call me a little girl, you know my name," I glared at him a little angrily.

Rong Qi looked at me innocently, and then embarrassedly said: "But I don't want to call your name, it's too earthy, I can't call it."

"..."

I sneered stiffly, the fists clenched tightly, I have never heard of it, because the name is too earthy to call out, is my name very earthy?

"Then I call you Miaomiao, this feeling can still be heard."

In the middle of the night, it is estimated that Rong Qi was afraid that I would break out, and finally compromised obediently.

"casual."

I turned over and ignored him.

But Rong Qi, who kept saying that I was sleeping, started to crumble, "Hey, Miao Miao, it's not that I didn't remind you that if you don't marry me, you will really regret it... Don’t wait to fall in love with me in the future, stalking me, picking me up, that’s not good, I don’t like that.”

"Long word."

I picked up the pillow and threw it down. I have really seen narcissism. I have never seen such a narcissist plus a male ghost with a chicken. I am Su Miao'er who will be stalking and picking him up, joke.

Bewildered, finally waking up from dawn to dawn.

After washing with a disposable toothbrush in the hotel, I went downstairs to buy breakfast, a cup of soy milk, and a pancake, when I returned to the hotel room.

It was discovered that Rong Qi was sitting on the bed watching TV, watching the history of the Central Station 10, then changing channels, and turned into the animal world... The Qing Dynasty drama Zhen Huan Biography... Finally returned to the morning news of the Central Station 1. .

Finally turn off.

I just found out that this always crooked male ghost was suddenly silent. He stared blankly at the black screen before him, and for the first time a pair of eyes showed a kind of indifference and vicissitudes that did not match his appearance. .

It is an atmosphere that can only be accumulated after a century of ups and downs, which makes people feel inexplicably touched.

We look at history, just a volume of insignificant text, but he was watching it by a person who has died for a hundred years. It must be another kind of sentimentalism.

Finally, he let out a long sigh of relief and asked seriously: "Miao Miao, do you know the year of Guangxu, how long has it been since now?"

Obviously he watched TV for a while and didn't find the answer. I had to ask me. I thought about it and replied indistinctly: "A hundred years later, haven't you died in the Jiaqing year? Ask Guangxu year? "

It's a hundred years between now!

Rong Qi turned his head, only to find that I was eating something, and then looked at him with a scornful face. The pancake in my hand frowned: "You eat this kind of thing? No wonder you are so thin and chestless No ass."

"Huh..."

I was drinking soy milk, almost choked, and glared at him: "Do you care if I have a chest and a butt? Wouldn't you do it without stimulating me in the morning?"

"So you know that this is a stimulus for you? Then you are deceiving yourself, obviously you have no chest and no ass, and you have the appearance of having chest and buttocks."

He justifiably defended me.

"you this……"

I was very angry right now, but I couldn't find a counterattack at the moment. It was just a congestion, and I was thumping my chest with anger.

"Why don't you eat it?"

"Stomach hurts," mad.

"Look, just say that this thing is not clean. You have to eat it. You must buy it better next time. Even if the conditions are limited, you can't practice yourself like this," Rong Qi said innocently.