The Strongest Sweet Wife: Subduing the Superstar Husband

Chapter 63

Superstitious ghost, this is the truth.

In the evening, when Xiao Ze met Ye Anhui in the library, Ye Anhui was wearing an ankle-length cheongsam.

The black cheongsam was embroidered with large peony flowers, it was clearly such a gaudy totem, but it felt like an enchanting fairy when Ye Hui'an wore it.

She has a very good temperament, and she has no trouble walking in high heels during the training during this period.On the [-]-meter-long bluestone road, she walked slowly like that, like a model participating in a fashion week show, full of aura.

"Gulu——" Xiao Ze couldn't help swallowing, looking at Ye Anhui's long straight and slender legs looming on both sides of the cheongsam, his eyes almost went straight.

"Little, little An'an, why are you dressed like this at night?"

"How to do it." Ye Anhui spread out her hands, and in the palm was a small gossip compass.

"Xiao An'an, you can't really be a feng shui master or exorcist, are you?" Xiao Ze said in a tone of disbelief.

He doesn't know if there are exorcists in the world, but there are Fengshui masters, and the most famous family is even the president of the country.

"Weak." Ye Anhui slightly parted her red lips, and said a word coldly.

Tonight she looks very different from usual, Ye Anhui has a very good temper, she especially likes to speak quickly, sometimes people want to strangle her to death when she speaks sharply, but she will show a cute and innocent expression on her face, which makes people laugh and cry.

But tonight, Xiao felt that she was very cold, as cold as his cousin.

"Xiao Ze, come in with me."

Ye Hui'an glanced at the pointer on the compass, then raised her eyes slightly sideways to look in the direction of the moon. There, a faint light penetrated through the French windows on the first floor. Wen Xue was standing there at the moment, with fluttering white clothes, just a terrifying face It has become what she was before she died.

She is very delicate and lovely, she is the kind of little girl who makes people feel protective at first glance.

"Xiao Ze, you may see something you shouldn't see later, don't panic, I will erase your memory after your task is completed."

Xiao Ze was stunned, and looked at her with a frown, "Xiao An'an, what do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Ye Anhui didn't say much, stretched out his hand and tugged at the sleeve of his suit and walked into the library.

The study building was redecorated, and many cement bricks were piled up at the gate, and the air was full of the smell of paint, which was a bit pungent.

Gently pushing the door and entering, a gust of cold wind suddenly blows in, it is clearly a scorching summer, but at this moment, the two of them feel as if they are in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

"Come in."

Ye Hui'an tugged hard, Xiao Ze jumped forward, hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the doorknob to see if he could stand still, "Xiao An'an, be gentle, Ah Yu will definitely fire you when he comes back and sees you being so rude to me."

"Before you fire me, you should take care of yourself first!"

Xiao Ze was stunned for a moment, and wanted to ask. When he looked up, he saw a woman in a long skirt with messy hair and a pale complexion standing in front of him.

"You..." The eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the long and narrow peach eyes suddenly remembered and stared, "You, you, you are Wen Xue, aren't you dead!"

Xiao Ze rubbed his eyes and subconsciously looked at Wen Xue's feet, his heart trembled suddenly and he couldn't help swallowing.

She... she was actually floating... floating on the ground!

Xiao Zejun's face contorted for a while, then he grabbed Ye Hui'an, turned around and was about to run outside, "Little An'an, run, there is a ghost!"

　The situation will return tomorrow, and this article will contain many short stories about the heroine helping the ghost to seek revenge.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)