If you are targeted by a cold and beautiful girl

Chapter 276 Intimacy (Please vote for me and subscribe)
"?" Jiuge stood up suddenly and broke out of An Chen's arms.

"If the little girl guessed correctly, it's a boy named Hua Zhijian, right?" Meng Ninghua thought for a while and asked.

"Yes!" Jiuge nodded vigorously.

"He went to your place to make a wish?" An Chen stretched out his arm and pulled Jiuge back into his arms.

"Ugh..." Jiuge, who was caught off guard, called out in a low voice.

"Um……"

Meng Ninghua's mood was a little complicated.

Why am I still forced to watch others show affection after being dead for so long...

If she had not died at that time, she should have been able to marry Ruyi Langzhong and enjoy what she should have enjoyed.

"But he is very strange. The wish he made during the lottery was about the dead, and he also has a strong aura of the dead in his body." Meng Ninghua calmed down her mood and calmly explained to the two people in front of her.

"The breath of the dead?" Jiu Ge raised his head nervously and glanced at An Chen's chin.

"..." An Chen narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Not particularly surprising.

He had thought of this possibility from the beginning.

"Yeah, but I didn't agree to fulfill his wish. His partner should have gone to the underworld." Meng Ninghua waved her hand, and a retro-style red chair appeared behind her.

After sitting on it, a teacup and water appeared out of thin air in her hand.

"What about An Chen?" Jiuge touched An Chen's arm uneasily.

Still so cold.

And now her butt is also ice-cold.

"If I feel correctly, An Engong does have the aura of the dead on his body, and it is not surprising that he exudes a cold aura." Meng Ninghua took a sip of tea elegantly.

"Ah?" Jiuge's face instantly turned pale.

An Chen still didn't respond and just touched Jiu Ge's hand gently.

"But don't worry, it just looks like a dead person. It doesn't mean that it is already dead or about to die." Seeing that Jiuge had misunderstood the meaning, Meng Ninghua quickly explained.

If he would die this way, then it would be impossible for Hua Zhijian to live well until now.

"Are there any side effects?" Hearing this, Jiuge let out a sigh of relief.

It was so good, she thought she would have a ghost marriage in the future.

Hearing this question, Meng Ninghua was a little shy.

After coughing, she whispered, "In the short term, it may be inconvenient when you two are making out..."

"Intimate!?" Jiu Ge hugged his head, the red on his face spread from his ears to the base of his neck.

"Well, what about the long term?" An Chen lowered his head and chuckled, his expression still calm.

"In the long run, there is a slight possibility that people will become ghosts or humans." Meng Ninghua hesitated for a moment, but then told the truth.

After all, Hua Zhijian himself is neither human nor ghost.

"What?" Jiuge took his hand off his head in disbelief.

She wondered if she had heard it wrong.

"Anyway, the little girl will find a way. Just like the knight's matter, it may be difficult, but it should be able to be solved." Meng Ninghua stood up again.

With another wave of his hand, the chair disappeared along with the tea cup.

She smiled softly and her expression became profound.

"In your current state, you can go directly to the underworld without being expelled. You can blend in perfectly." Meng Ninghua saluted the two of them, then knelt down and sat down.

"?" An Chen and Jiuge were confused.

The baffling words and baffling message sounded subtle.

"Get up quickly." Jiuge said.

"If what I heard is correct, the missing people in Jingcheng will soon be declared dead because they can't be found where the living people are." Meng Ninghua shook her head with a solemn expression.

"What do you mean?" An Chen frowned slightly.

"Are they in the underworld?" Jiuge asked An Chen's question.

"It's very possible." Meng Ninghua nodded.

Her source of information is fine. "How reliable is the information?" Jiuge flipped his hair with a serious expression.

"Basically solid." Meng Ninghua said without any hesitation.

"What's the source?" An Chen frowned slightly.

"Huang Lao's daughter Huang Jingjing." Meng Ninghua answered.

"..." Jiuge's expression changed instantly.

"She didn't make any wishes to you, right?" An Chen hugged Jiuge's hand tightly.

"I refused. By the way, I told her in my dream that you and Mrs. An were made for each other." Meng Ninghua recalled it and replied.

"Well done." An Chen nodded with satisfaction.

Meng Ninghua really understands this.

"Huh." Jiuge's hanging heart relaxed.

Just when she relaxed, Meng Ninghua said something shocking again: "There is another thing. I'm afraid Hua Zhijian is also in the underworld."

"?"

This time An Chen was also confused.

"You may have to go because of your wishes."

Meng Ninghua expressed her thoughts straightforwardly.

"I understand." An Chen sighed and let go of Jiuge.

"Then I..." Jiuge quickly turned around.

"You just..." An Chen refused decisively, but was interrupted before he even finished speaking.

"I want to come too!" Jiuge's attitude was very determined.

Although the underworld may be scary, if An Chen disappears there alone, she will definitely regret it for the rest of her life.

"Mrs. An, I will find a way." Meng Ninghua looked at Jiuge and spoke slowly.

"Thank you, Miss Meng."

Now that Meng Ninghua said this, Jiuge felt relieved.

At least the other party is professional in this area and can do many things.

"You're welcome." Meng Ninghua smiled.

Glancing at An Chen faintly, she changed the topic and said, "I know that my benefactor has always been passive and slow in doing the things my little daughter has asked me to do."

"..." An Chen was silent.

"Not...completely passive and sabotaging." Jiuge blinked at Meng Ninghua.

"This time, please entrust Mrs. En and Mrs. An. If you want to go to the underworld, help my little girl find that guy if you can." Meng Ninghua sighed, lowering her head lower and lower.

Meng Ninghua cannot enter the underworld because of her special circumstances.

If possible, she also hopes that she can catch the person who harmed her with her own hands.

"This is something I prepared for you, a piece of wood from my grave. If you have it, you may be able to find him." Looking up again, she took out a misshapen piece of wood from her arms.

This was what I had in my pocket for no reason at that time when I died.

If there is no problem, it should be the murderer's.

Coupled with her efforts in irrigating it over the years, this piece of wood now has spirituality.

"I understand." An Chen nodded.

The next moment, the wood "apparated" into his hands.

Hearing this, Meng Ninghua's brows were filled with joy: "That little girl will take her leave first. Thank you to my benefactor for helping me cure this zombie-like symptom."

She stood up slowly, seemingly relieved.

"You're welcome." Jiuge answered for An Chen.

She licked her lips, thinking of the clips of zombie TV dramas she had accidentally seen before: "You know zombie movies?"

Meng Ninghua embarrassedly took out a handkerchief and covered her face: "I occasionally use my own channels to take a peek."

"..."

(End of this chapter)