my ghost husband

Chapter 382

He crouched down slowly and pulled me to stand up with him.Those blood-red eyes just stared at me so tightly.Under his gaze, I could only stand still, then quickly wiped the tears off my face, stood in front of him, and looked at him.

"I'll settle the matter with you later about the paper figurine. Go to bed now!" He said, turning around and looking for underwear from the closet to put on.Instead of going to the bed as I expected, I walked outside.

I sat on the bed and asked, "Are you going out?" He just came back, and he was still injured. We just met, so are we going to separate again?Also, since he's back, Wang Gan won't show up tonight.

"You are pregnant, you should sleep now!"

I hurriedly got up from the bed again, chased after him, and took his hand. "No! Don't go!"

Zong Sheng said impatiently: "Let go! I'm going out and throwing away that dress!"

I looked at the clothes that had been left facing the bathroom door.They are no longer the robes you saw just now, but paper clothes that have been wrinkled by the steam of the water, the ones we burned.

I never thought that what I burned myself could appear in front of me again.Quickly let go of his hand and watched him grab those paper clothes and walk outside.I just smiled stupidly at his back.My Zong Sheng, the father of my child, is finally back.

When Zong Sheng returned to the guest room on the second floor, I was still standing there with a smirk, making him growl: "Go to sleep!" I returned to the bed as if fleeing, and covered myself with the quilt.

And he finally lay beside me, kissing my lips here.It turned out that when he said sleep, he didn't mean to rest at all, but to do exercise on the bed.

I want to ask him how he left the ruins, and how he survived the past few months.How is his heart wound?I had a bunch of problems but he blocked all my problems with his kisses and his actions.

He carefully left my lips and stroked his protruding belly.Now, there is already an obvious bulge here, and the child seems to be able to feel the strangeness and move a little.right under his palm.

"I'll be gentle and not hurt him."

I turned my face away and didn't answer.There is tension in my heart, there is fear, but at the same time there is anticipation.I want him so that I can prove that he is really back and that he is here.

He said softly behind me: "Wang Qian was in the mansion at that time, he established an enchantment and took me to a nearby cemetery. He is a ghost, or a ghost with strong resentment. He can do it , far more powerful than we thought."

I heard the sound of him taking off his bathrobe, and was about to turn to look at him, but he covered my eyes with the strap of the bathrobe.I turned my face away: "Let me see the wound on your heart."

"Don't look!"

"let me see!"

"If you hadn't burned two women who looked exactly like yourself to him, with my current injury, I shouldn't have come back so soon. I was thinking that when you give birth, I will I went directly to the hospital to fulfill my responsibilities and obligations, and signed the form. But I didn't expect you to give me such a blow, so I had to come back early. Don't look at this injury."

His eyes were blindfolded, and the surroundings became dark.But the senses became more sensitive.

When it was all over, he rolled over and lay beside me.Perhaps under such stimulation, he had already relaxed.But I didn't move, just kneeling in such a posture, I directly tore off the cloth strip on my face, and saw Zong Cheng next to me, with the terrible wound on his heart.The bright red blood came out again, and even dripped on my body and on the quilt.

On the edge of the wound, there were still signs of ulceration, as if it had been burned, and there was festering under the scab.How painful it is!

Sensing my gaze, Zong Sheng quickly pulled the blanket over his chest, pulled me, lay down, hugged me gently and asked, "Do you want to take a bath?"

"Your injury?"

"Don't worry, with your breath coming in just now, this wound will heal soon."

"Why? Why didn't you come to me after you got out of danger. That way it wouldn't hurt so much." I sniffed to keep myself from crying.I have not forgotten that the wound was caused by me stabbing it.

Zong Sheng looked at me and cried again. He directly pulled the bathrobe that was thrown aside and stood up. After putting on the bathrobe, he pulled me up and walked to the bathroom. "Because at that time, your health was not good, and you had a child with you. And I had a lot of injuries at that time. All over my body. If I came to you directly for what I wanted, you would be sucked into a mummy by me, including Child! The last thing I wanted to be close to at that time was you. Youxuan, go take a bath, then sleep, don't think about anything!"

He pushed me into the bathroom, but I reached out and grabbed his arm: "Are you still going?"

Zong Sheng pointed to my mobile phone on the bed, and said, "If I leave again, how will you explain to grandma the blood stains on this bed tomorrow?"

I was puzzled and didn't remember until he closed the bathroom door.Just now when we were like that, the phone rang several times, and I had to support my body with my hands, so I couldn't take care of the phone at all.But Zong Sheng seemed to be looking at his phone.Is it from grandma?Otherwise Zong Sheng wouldn't have said that.Grandma must have known about the fact that I didn't come home all night.I'll just call to see if I'm okay.

Sure enough, the next morning, when Zong Sheng and I were still sleeping in bed, the door of the room was pushed open by grandma.Grandma shouted loudly: "Zong Youxuan, you spent the night..."

Grandma stopped talking, I was awakened by a start, and before I could react, Zong Sheng had already sat up.He was wearing pajamas, and the wound on his heart was not seen by grandma.He said in an ambiguous and hoarse voice: "Grandma, why don't you enter the room early in the morning without knocking on the door? Youxuan and I were tired last night. Sleep for another two hours."

I opened my eyes and felt uncomfortable looking at grandma's old face.She turned around and was about to leave, but she turned back and roared in a loud voice: "Zong Cheng! Blood! Blood! You, you, can't you be gentle? If there is something wrong with this child... Youxuan, is your stomach okay? Go to the hospital with grandma."

The battle last night made this bed a mess.It's just that it was too late, and we went to bed early without changing the sheets.

"Grandma." I propped myself up and sat up. This month, it's a little difficult to go from lying to sitting, "I'm fine. This... this... is not what you think. This..."

I looked at Zong Sheng, and I couldn't say that he was injured.Zong Sheng is also his grandma's precious grandson, if he still said that, his grandma would go crazy too.If grandma finds out that I was the one who stabbed Zong Sheng's body, and almost stabbed him in the heart, killing him, then... after I give birth to this child, my fate will not be much better.

Zong Sheng got out of bed, leaned against the computer desk, lit a cigarette and said, "It's just what grandma thinks. It's okay, Zong Youxuan is fine, and the child is fine. Let her sleep for a while."

"There's so much blood here, it's okay!" Grandma still refused to leave, but Zong Sheng pushed her, let her go out, and directly closed the door of the room.

I sat on the bed, looked at him, and blinked.On that bed, there were not only bloodstains, but also his traces and my traces.He wasn't in, well, he said it was because of the kids.A stain on the bed, but we were both so sleepy that we fell asleep.Now I looked at him again, and patted the bed next to him. He took two puffs of cigarettes, and then sat down beside me.

I stretched out my hand to caress his face, looked into his red eyes, felt him, and after a while said, "You are really back."

My eyes were red again, and just as I felt very moved at this moment, he said, "Not yet sure? I thought you were sure enough last night. Do you think who you were having sex with last night?"

My hand that was still touching his face froze.She put her hand down, why doesn't this man have any romantic touch?It's always been like this.I got out of bed, turned around and yelled at him: "Get up! Change the quilt!"

(End of this chapter)