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

Chapter 8

She was too lazy to pick it up, and was about to turn her head away, but Ning Luo snorted, and the hand that had been covering her neck was seen in front of her eyes, it was full of black blood, she frowned and said urgently: "Please hurry up!" Can you drive to the hospital?"

Grandma, I don't know if it will turn into a corpse, she doesn't want to become a corpse.

"It will take at least half an hour to get to the nearest hospital. Your poison...is probably about to enter the blood. If you don't suck it out quickly, the consequences may be very bad." Bei Minggu said.

Suck?
Uh, it seems like a good way, but the next second she said distressedly: "I can't suck my neck by myself."

Bei Minggu showed a helpless expression.

Ning Luo frowned, she didn't want to die at such a young age, or become a dead body, Kang Meiyuan wanted to kill herself, she must save her life to take revenge on the vicious third mother and daughter.

He squinted at the man next to him. Mu Xiqiao could be called a national male god, but he looked even more handsome than Mu Xiqiao. If he was willing to offer his mouth once, he didn't mind losing a little bit.

Although it may cause others to die like her, compared with her own life, she still thinks that her life is more important than morality, so she stretched her head to the left and smiled tentatively, "Sir, do you have tooth decay?"

"Miss, my teeth are very healthy." Bei Minggu replied solemnly.

Just be healthy!

His words made Ning Luo see the light in an instant, and quickly pulled down his neckline, bringing his snow-white neck to Bei Minggu's mouth, "Sir, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, let me use your mouth to inhale the poison Blood, if the little girl survives a catastrophe, she will be determined by her body..."

"How?" Bei Minggu looked at her.

"... In return for my net worth, I will give you all my deposits." There is only 320 and [-] cents in her wallet, and the deposit will always be negative. I'm sorry, brother.

The corners of Bei Minggu's lips curved slightly imperceptibly, and he bowed his head and pressed his lips to her wound that was bleeding black.

Ning Luo's body trembled, and the book "Cultivating Ghosts" on his lap slid into the car, thinking to himself: Why is this man's lips colder than ice.

Bei Minggu sucked a few mouthfuls of black blood and spat it out of the car until the last mouthful turned red, but staring at her snow-white neck and the two bright red blood holes, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Blood is too attractive for a ghost.

Bei Ming pursed his lips, his Adam's apple heaved up and down, the last drop of bright red blood was still hanging on his thin lips, he swirled his tongue, sucked that drop of blood in, and relieved his craving.

But after tasting the beauty of human blood, Bei Minggu couldn't stop.

Looking at the beating blood in her neck, she felt even more thirsty, and her Adam's apple rolled up and down faster.

Feeling that the man's lips did not fall again, Ning Luo turned his head, and saw Bei Minggu staring at her neck, his throat rolling up and down, his mouth dry, with an expression of wanting to swallow her alive.

"You, what are you doing?" Ning Luo quickly pulled up the neckline.

Suddenly, the eyes dimmed, the man leaned over, and immediately pressed his lips against hers.

In a daze, Ning Luo didn't have the blood boiling after being kissed forcibly, but felt that his whole body was wrapped in a cold breath. After a shiver, he regained consciousness a little, and immediately punched and kicked, "Let me go!" ...Um...don't, bastard..."

"Be good, or I'll suck you dry." If he didn't press her lips, he might lose control of himself and bite the artery between her neck.

Suck... dry?

The legendary eat wipe clean?

"You still want to be strong, strong?" Do you want to be such a rogue, just let him suck the poisonous blood, and he will make an inch?Ning Luo became furious, and punched and kicked him, with one foot on his waist, "Let go, let go! Otherwise, I'll kick your kidneys in half and kill you!"

Her threat was too feeble for Bei Minggu.

He supported his body and ravaged her lips with all his heart. Only in this way could he ignore the alluring fragrance emanating from the blood.

Damn it, you are not afraid of losing your children and grandchildren!
Ning Luo was out of breath and kicked the man's waist hard.

"If you don't want to die, be quiet, you won't die after being kissed a few times." Bei Minggu pinched her chin, staring at her impatiently with a pair of gloomy eyes, with absolute coldness and threat.

The person who was kissed was not you, of course you said it lightly!

Ning Luo had never been afraid of anyone, but at this moment, a trace of fear flashed in his heart, just like being chased by devils just now.

When she realized that her lips had been ravaged to the point of disrespect, Bei Minggu sat upright, picked up a blanket from the back seat of the car and threw it on her, "Wrap your neck tightly."

Ning Luo stared at him, wanting to resist in his bones.

"I want to do it again, huh?" Bei Minggu raised his eyes, which were absolutely dangerous and aggressive.

"I don't even want to die!" Ning Luo wrapped the blanket around his neck twice and looked at him warily. Although the other party was a man so handsome that he was scumbag, she was also a good girl with chastity. Forcibly kissing such a thing, even a normal girl would not want a man who is not her beloved.

Thirty minutes later, at the entrance of a certain hospital.

Bei Minggu parked the car in a dark place, opened the door, and pushed Ning Luo down without mercy. The car flicked beautifully, and with a sound of "crack", it disappeared without a trace within a few seconds.

Ning Luo angrily kicked a few stones at the butt of the off-road vehicle, turned around and entered the hospital, and when he came out of the hospital after taking the medicine, it was already daybreak.

After a sleepless night, she was so sleepy that she hailed a taxi and went back to school to sleep.

Bei Minggu finally returned to Longwan Imperial Court before dawn.

Qiao Sen stood at the door looking forward to it, and when he saw the car coming in, he was relieved. The young master went out at night, and the old man was worried, and his heart was also in suspense.

In all the rooms on the second floor, Qiao Sen personally added several layers of curtains to prevent all sunlight from coming in without arousing suspicion. A kingSize double bed was placed where the light came from the window.

But now it is not the sun, but the yin at night.

The old man was sitting in Bei Minggu's room, and when he saw him come in with a book in his hand, his old face was serious, but his grandson knew that he would not listen to a few words, so he didn't bother to rebuke him Having said that, cut directly to the topic.

"The descendants of the Rong family have been found, and the only daughter whose surname was changed to Xue is Xue Xiu, the wife of Kang Shibo of the Kang Group, and the only existing orthodox bloodline of the Rong family."

"Is that going to her directly?" Beiming consultant.

"Of course not!" The old man's expression remained unchanged, "Your death will be leaked if you are not careful. I have to find out more before making a move."

"I see." The corner of Bei Minggu's mouth curled up slightly. He also knew that the old man was cautious and would never act hastily. It was just a coincidence that this Xue Xiu, if he remembered correctly, was that woman's stepmother.

(End of this chapter)