The corpse king wanted to choose a wife, and I was carried into a sedan chair by a paper man

Chapter 22

Xi Fengchen howled sadly while speaking, Luo Qinghuan was quite speechless.

At any rate, she was the one who was misunderstood, she was the one who was almost treated as a meddler, and she was the one who was almost beaten. The victim didn't cry. How could a gentleman like Xi Fengchen have the face to howl?

"You deserve it right for being so pure! Didn't you send a business card to the little girl at the front desk when you were in the store just now? You even gave people winks in front of your girlfriend... Tsk tsk."

Luo Qinghuan finished counting, and said yin and yang again:
"Wherever you go, there are sisters who like you, be proud, be proud, don't worry that not having a little hair will not affect your ability to attract many beautiful girls."

After saying that, he hung up the phone mercilessly.

Su Chen'an stood on the side calmly, waiting for Luo Qinghuan to get close to her quickly after she finished speaking, and pinched her chin.

The distance is too close, Luo Qinghuan can even see the tiny golden fluff on his face, is his skin so fair that it can glow?

"I think it's better for Madam to have less contact with such people of bad character."

Come, come, Su Chen'an lost his temper.

Luo Qinghuan had a bitter face, she was more wronged than Dou E!

How did she know that Su Chen'an, whom she hadn't seen for two days, would suddenly appear in such a frenzied scene, all of this was just a coincidence.

"Su Chen'an, you won't misunderstand Xi Fengchen and me like that woman, will you?"

At the moment, Su Chen'an is the Living Buddha of their family, and she cannot afford to offend her. She has existed since ancient times, and Luo Qinghuan guesses that Su Chen'an has a bit of machismo and some old traditional ideas.

"Mmm, uh...don't think too much about it, Xi Fengchen and I just like to read books together, chat about gossip and so on. It's just him who caused me to be beaten and scolded twice a day...

I'm not mentally ill, how can I like him! "

After a pause, he continued:
"He came to me today just to inquire about Lu Yihong a few days ago. After all...she was hanged in our dormitory."

Every sentence is the truth, but Su Chen'an is not showing his emotions and anger, and Luo Qinghuan is not sure what this man is thinking.

She lowered her head tremblingly, her heart felt like a boulder had fallen.

"The village where I went with you last time still had a little ghost running amok. You can go and see after a few days. The blood jade is in your hands. Then just recite my name silently."

what's the situation?
Luo Qinghuan couldn't keep up with his jumping thinking for a while, wasn't she talking about her and Xi Fengchen?Why did you pull away all of a sudden?
but……

When she was angry, she did not forget to help her accumulate merit.

So moving!
It's just that something has gone wrong with Yao Qin's father since the Ching Ming Festival. According to what Ju Feiyan said earlier, no one in the Yao family dares to go against his wishes and invite someone to watch things at home.

Furthermore, Luo Qinghuan felt a headache when she went to solve Ju Feiyan's matter last time.

If the members of Yao Qin's family don't believe in ghosts and gods, it would be great if they don't cooperate at that time. Seeing that the college entrance examination is coming soon, Luo Qinghuan doesn't want to be arrested by them as a psychopath.

If something goes wrong, people from all over the world don't regard her as a magic stick?

Su Chen'an saw that her little face was full of expressions, she just thought it was cute, and relieved the previous displeasure:
"Madam, don't worry about that family's non-cooperation, they will come to ask for it tomorrow."

"People in the world often say that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. It is not entirely unreasonable. That person has a Taoist aura, and he is not of the same way as you and my husband and wife. You must guard against others."

Su Chenan turned his face away, and arrogantly began to explain.

But Luo Qinghuan can also understand that good and evil have always been incompatible since ancient times, and if she marries Su Chen'an, a ghost, she will naturally go on a different path from Xi Fengchen.

She's nothing, even the guy who broke up with Xi Fengchen can't do anything to her, after all, it's a society ruled by law now.

But Su Chen'an was different, he and Xi Fengchen had never met, there was no need to be plotted against because of her.

"I see."

Misunderstood that people interfered with her normal friendship, and speculated on what kind of bloody machismo she had...

Luo Qinghuan felt guilty for treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

"I have helped my wife solve the matter of the girl from the Ju family and I haven't asked for some reward from my wife, so let's collect it together today."

Luo Qinghuan with her hands behind her back, was obediently standing up and ready to apologize to someone, but Su Chen'an was quick, she didn't know when she would wrap her arms around her, and even rubbed her head with her chin.

As soon as the screen changed, the two of them appeared in Su's house, and Luo Qinghuan was numb...

Last time, the little ghost who threw Ligui to the underworld was patrolling with a spear in his hand, and suddenly found a trace of popularity in the courtyard, he floated up excitedly, drooling.

Boy, he hasn't seen a living person for 20 years after his death.

"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, I said you don't want to live anymore, what are you smelling in the direction of Your Majesty's backyard?"

The steward stood under the tree leaning on a cane, his eyes terrified, and he was reminding it in a low voice.

Because it cracked when it first went on a mission. Under the snowy sunset, he opened his eyes wide and wanted to see the world again, but it was just a glance. When he reported to the underworld after his death, he stubbornly said that he was a Little Snow Flower, clamoring to find Ma Ma.

After such a fuss in the underworld, the magistrate remembered him, and laughed to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, the place where he lived had bad geomantic omen, and his family didn't know that no one would collect his body when he died. After a long time, he would be neither human nor ghost nor snowflake. After finally currying favor with the last adult, he joined the Su residence as an errand. Because of his low mana, everyone called him the sixth child, or Hua'er and Xue.

The steward is a thin old man with a long beard, white hair, white beard and white eyebrows, but he is different from the fairy in the portrait. The ghost's mana is profound, but in a place like Su Mansion where dragons and tigers are hidden, he can barely be a steward. He has strong arms and legs but always likes to use crutches, but the sixth child is very afraid of him.

So it obediently floated back to the ground from mid-air, and actively reported its findings to the steward.

"Steward, there are people alive in that direction, should we check it out?"

Hehehe, it found such a big thing, the steward will praise it, right?
The sixth child moved his ears, thinking about it.

The manager praises it so much, it works so hard, it clatters up and climbs up...

"What are you looking at? You don't want to be a ghost? That's the residence of the king. What's wrong with being alive? Isn't our mistress alive?
You fool, if you want to die again, don't implicate me..."

The manager gave it a big head-scratch, pulled its ears and dragged it back...

The next day.

Luo Qinghuan lay sluggish on the bed in her room when the phone suddenly rang, and three words popped up on the screen - help me.

(End of this chapter)