Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 172
Seeing Bei Minggu's expression that he really wanted to beat her son, Ning Luo quickly put his hands on his stomach, staring at him like a hen protecting a calf, super angry, "Bei Minggu, what are you doing? You don't really want to beat her son My son?"

He really wanted to punch that brat.

However, seeing the girl's angry appearance, Bei Minggu unconsciously softened his voice, "If he is good, I will naturally not beat him, but if he dares to torment you again, let's see how I handle him!"

Ning Luo pouted in displeasure, "He is quite obedient!"

"Hey, are you still frowning?" Bei Ming didn't believe it, the girl's brows didn't stretch, she was obviously still uncomfortable.

"I, I just have a stomachache, and I want to get a tuba!" Ning Luo was a little embarrassed. He was fine just now, but after being tortured by his son, he suddenly felt cramps around his belly button, and he felt a sharp drop, just like he usually had diarrhea.

However, now I can't go outside, so I can only hold back.

"Wait a minute, I'll find a bucket." Bei Minggu said, and was about to get up.

Ning Luo quickly grabbed him, shaking his head like a rattle, "Don't, don't, I can hold it back!"

It's a joke, finding a bucket for her to sit in this room is... tantamount to letting her take a shower here, she would rather suffocate to death than sit on the bucket in front of their brothers and sisters to enlarge her horn.

Knowing that this girl couldn't lose face, Bei Minggu picked her up from the bed, "I'll take you to the latrine outside."

"There are ghosts outside, I don't want to cause unnecessary troubles because of me, and harm everyone." Because of abdominal cramps, Ning Luo's big eyes flickered with mist, looking at Bei Minggu pitifully, although he really wanted to Go out and solve it, but she still puts the big picture first.

Bei Minggu's heart melted when she saw her, picked up the fluffy earmuffs she took off by the pillow, and put them on her ears again, an invisible sphere of luck covered her body, covering her body. breath, holding her through the door.

In the courtyard, the stage was built high, and what was being sung on the stage was no longer "Farewell My Concubine", but another play that Ning Luo could not understand.

The audience is surrounded by audience.

Even the corridor, that is, under the eaves of their two rooms, was full of "people" watching the theater.

As soon as Bei Minggu appeared at the door with Ning Luo in his arms, a ghost standing in the last row turned his head.

This ghost looks straight, but its face is as white as half a catty of flour, and when it turns its head, Ning Luo is so frightened that he quickly lays down on Bei Minggu's shoulder, his heart beating like a "thumping" non-stop.

Bei Minggu took a slight step back, his cold eyes were like knives, and he slashed at the ghost.

"There is a big show on the stage. You don't watch the show. What are you looking at?" A middle-aged female ghost wearing a double-breasted skirt turned her head, and half of the female ghost's face was drooling. Pus, the air smelled foul.

"Hmm..." Ning Luo wanted to vomit.

Afraid that she would reveal her human features, Bei Ming hurriedly kissed her lips.

Hearing this, Ning Luo was embarrassed.

She wrapped her legs around Bei Minggu's waist, put her arms around his neck, and hung on his body.

No wonder, these ancient ghosts misunderstood.

"Ah! That's right!" The female ghost with pus dripping from one side of her face, as if she had never seen such a shameless man or woman, covered her eyes with the veil, and then flicked the veil out of her face, Roaring, "We're still kissing each other, it's really offensive!"

With such a roar, all the ghosts in the corridor looked over here.

The female ghost's veil was stained with pus on her face, she flicked the veil, and a drop of pus flew directly to the back of Ning Luo's head.

Bei Ming Gu Han's eyes turned cold, and he dodged to close them.

At a glance, the hallway is full of ghosts. It was good not to turn their heads at first, but now they all turn their faces, and the faces of the ghosts are getting more and more frightening.

Afraid that the girl in her arms would have nightmares every night after seeing so many ghosts, she let go of her lips and pressed her face into her arms.

"Get out of the way, watch your big show, don't get in your way!" Bei Ming and Gu Han swept his eyes, and his voice was as cold as ice.

Obviously they are all ghosts, but his aura is stronger than other ghosts.

Those ghosts all took a step back involuntarily, Bei Minggu hugged Ning Luo as if there was no "person" across the corridor, and turned directly to the side courtyard, the whispers of ghosts came from behind, discussing Bei Minggu's arrogance , Ning Luo is shameless.

One of the ghosts said: "These two ghosts are from outside. After watching the play, we must report to our ancestors to see if we should eat them or keep them as guests. That woman dares to have sex with male ghosts in public. She must Dip the pig cage."

The corner of Bei Minggu's mouth twitched, he dared to say that he would dip his girl in a pig cage, he remembered this ghost.

Of course, Ning Luo couldn't hear the ghost language.

She forcefully pulled her head out of Beiming Gu's arms, turned her head and saw a row of collapsed toilets standing bleakly in the night wind, and almost every toilet had no doors.

"Will those ghosts come after you?" Ning Luo asked worriedly.

"Even if I chase you, I can take care of everything. You just need to be responsible for going to your latrine with peace of mind, good boy." Bei Minggu picked out the most complete latrine, carried her in, and placed her on the stone slab. superior.

The environment of the latrine is particularly bad. Below is a latrine with several long stone slabs on it. Standing on the two stone slabs with legs apart, the night wind blows up coldly, as if you will fall into the latrine at any time.

Ning Luo stood on it, carefully supporting the moss-covered wall of the latrine, not daring to let go of his pants at all.

"This latrine is too inhumane. Let's not stay here. It's too dangerous." Bei Minggu was also afraid that she would fall into the latrine, so he stretched out his hand to take her away. It is definitely more than enough to be planted in a latrine.

"Don't..." Ning Luo whispered, pushing his hand away.

There are ghosts everywhere outside, if you leave the latrine, Bei Minggu will definitely find a place for her convenience, she doesn't want to run into ghosts and cause trouble everywhere just to find a place for her convenience, maybe it will harm other people.

"I, I can..." Ning Luo bravely withdrew his hand holding the toilet wall, and unbuttoned his trousers, but due to nervousness, his legs and hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't unbutton it for a long time.

Although it was dark, there were only sporadic lights.

But Bei Minggu's eyesight was not affected by the darkness at all, he could clearly see that the girl was pouting her pink lips, her brows were twisted into a twist, she was so nervous that she was about to cry, but she still stood bravely on the two stone slabs .

Since she couldn't unbutton the trousers no matter how hard she tried, her pink lips became more and more pouty, and finally became tightly pressed together, her small nose was also wrinkled high, and tears were about to overflow from her eye sockets.

Bei Minggu felt that he was the best, and he actually fell in love with her expression.

She is cunning and clever, and he likes her.

She is stubborn and tricky, and he likes it.

She is innocent and pitiful, and he likes her too.

He found that no matter what expression this girl had, he liked it and couldn't get enough of it.

"Damn it, what a broken button, if I can't untie it, I'll just jump into the latrine." Ning Luo finally got annoyed, puffed up her cheeks, stomped her foot hard, and swears angrily in a sweet and greasy voice .

Bang!

The stone slab on top of the latrine swayed for a while, scaring Ning Luo who was standing on it into a very funny posture, not daring to move again.

Seeing her as stiff as a robot, Bei Minggu couldn't help giving a doting "puchi" smile, stepped forward to support her, and neatly unbuttoned her trousers with the other hand, "Squat down slowly, I'll hold you up." You, don't be afraid."

The outer pants and underpants were taken down to the knees, and the lower body was cold. This feeling was really fucking painful. Ning Luo cried out in a trembling voice, "Woo... If I fall, I will kill you!" Pull it down too!"

"Hey, if you fall, you don't need to pull, I will jump down with you." Bei Ming comforted with a smile. This girl usually stretches her teeth and dances her claws like a little wild cat, but unexpectedly she became timid like a little quail. No matter how she tried to appease her, she All shrunk into a lump.

"That's fine. If I do fall, you have to jump down to catch me. I'd rather be torn to pieces by ghosts than die in a latrine. That would be too smelly, and it wouldn't smell good at all." Ning Luomo Worrying about the appearance of death, she finally squatted down, but her hands were raised up, tightly grasping Bei Minggu's big palms that were holding her small hands.

A gust of cold wind blows up from the cracks in the stone slabs of the latrine along with the stench.

The naked buttocks were shivering from the cold, and even the nerves in the brain tensed up. Ning Luo immediately realized the importance, and said in a mournful voice, "Bei Minggu, you lied to me, you are so big, even if I fall into the Maokeng, if you try to jump down to fish me, you will get stuck on the stone slab!"

Then she will definitely be drowned in the latrine.

"I'm pulling you so tightly that a typhoon of level 12 can't blow you away. Even if you want to fall, you have to ask me if you want to let me go." Her serious expression made Bei Minggu a little dumbfounded, so he had to exaggerate Holding her hand tightly, he coaxed in a low voice.

Ning Luo rolled his eyes, and what he said seemed to make sense.

"Concentrate, hurry up and finish the convenience, and go back." Bei Minggu said.

"Well, I'll try my best." Ning Luo nodded obediently, and then pouted a little brokenly, "But you are standing in front of me, I can't seem to pull it out, I have a clean freak, and I need to clear the venue when it's convenient."

Beiming's brain hurts, this girl has so many rules.

"Cleanliness is reserved for outsiders. My lord, I have even gone inside you to investigate countless times. What else needs to be cleared, huh?" Bei Minggu raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Inside, has it been investigated countless times?
Ning Luo's reflex arc circled the earth twice, and finally comprehended the deep meaning of his words, his jaw shook twice, and he rolled his eyes, "Bei Minggu, can you not be so lewd? What investigation? It's clearly plundering! You The fucking metaphor isn't even appropriate, so don't pretend to be a literary artist! The more you pretend, the better!"

"Then from now on, I will be direct about everything." Bei Ming stepped forward and bit her lips directly.

"Don't make trouble, are you disgusting? It's convenient for others!" Ning Luo was crazy, there were many people kissing in the latrine, kissing while convenient, I am afraid she is unprecedented, this taste is so strong Drowned a great white shark.

(End of this chapter)