My Years as a Ghost Marriage Witness

In the past, she would also be sick or out of doors, but later on, Ling Yin would come back to make up for it. Just that this time, after half a month, Ling Yin had yet to update him, and Mr. M began to panic, and started to call to urge him on the internet, but what was strange was, no matter how Mr. M urged him, Ling Yin did not reply at all, and did not take the call. Gradually, Mr. M also became more and more anxious, and even her tone of voice changed, blaming Ling Yin for not understanding him, and began to scold him until she finally gave up.

But just at this time, Ling Yin returned.

"Sorry," the first thing Ling Yin did when she returned was apologize to Mr. M.

But who knew that Mr. M did not appreciate his kindness and was scolding Ling Yin profusely instead. Where have you been these days? Do you still want to write? Who do you think you are? Do you think I can't do it without you? I can find someone to write any of your articles better than you can. "

"Sorry, it won't happen again." Ling Yin kept apologizing.

"Do you still want to die outside in the future? If you want to believe it again, I'll delete your text. Also, can you improve your writing skills?" Elementary school students are better at writing than you. Are you just beginning to learn how to write in kindergarten? Can you serve snacks? " The other side began to talk to Ling Yin's standard again.

"Sorry, but I don't have a computer right now and can't update it." Ling Yin replied.

"Who cares about you. Even if you use your phone, you still have to give me a chapter." Mr. M was anxious and angry.

The other side remained silent for a while, before replying, "Since that's the case, why don't I use your computer to update it?"

At that time, Mr. M was startled, using his computer, could it be that Ling Yin is currently at his side? Then, he replied in disdain, "As long as you can find out where my home is, it's up to you."

"Then aren't you afraid of me?" Ling Yin continued to ask.

"Heh, afraid of you? Do you think you're a ghost? I'm afraid of you. If you have the ability, then come. " Mr. M. disdained it.

"Alright." The other side only responded with a single sentence. No matter how Mr. M asked or how he called, there was no response.

After a long while, Mr. M leaned back in his chair with a look of disdain. "Ha! Why are you looking for me to use my computer? It's clearly an excuse."

"At this moment, Mister M felt a person standing behind him. A cold aura came from the back of his neck." Editor, I've come to borrow your computer. " A gloomy voice came from behind.

Mr. M was so scared that he immediately sat down on the ground and turned around to look at the people behind him. "Ahh, help me! There's a ghost here!"

"Editor, I'm here to borrow your computer." That person lowered his head and said in a gloomy voice.

"You … You are Ling Yin? How did you get in? " Mr. M relaxed a little when he found out who the other person was, but he still kept his nerves taut.

"Editor, I'm here to borrow your computer." No matter what Mr. M asked, that was what the man said.

"Give it to me, stop scaring me." Mr. M quickly gave the computer to Ling Yin.

Ling Yin also quickly sat down next to the computer, but he didn't make a move. Instead, she just sat there with her head down.

It was then that Mr M realized that the man in front of him was no longer a human but a ghost. He did not dare to breathe too loudly. A moment later, Ling Yin finished typing out the article and then quietly got up. "Editor, thank you so much for your computer." As he spoke, he directly went through the wall.

"Ah — ghosts, ghosts, ah —" Mr M was so frightened that he turned and ran out of the house. He ran to the Police station and told them what had just happened, but the police did not believe him. After that, Mr. M went out muddle-headedly and spent the night outside. On the second day, Mr. M called Ling Yin's cell number again, and this time, it was connected, but it was not Ling Yin. It was actually Ling Yin's mother who had died in a car accident one month ago.

When Mr. M heard the news, he was immediately shocked. The person he had urged for a month had already become a ghost. Thinking of this, cold sweat oozed out of his body as he fainted by the side of the road.

I took a sip of tea to moisten my throat. "This is the ghost story. How about it?"

Ji Yufeng listened from the side and the tea in his hand became cold. Only after a long while did he manage to react, "Good, not bad.

"This is the general story. You can slowly go back and change it." I drank the last of the tea, then put the teapot on the stove to boil.

"Yes, yes." Ji Yufeng nodded his head, "This story is great, I want to see if the editor dares to hurry me up in the future. The next time he urges me, I will also borrow his laptop. "Hehehehe."

"…" It's over. This child's cultivation went berserk.

Should I not tell this story? Poor Editor, I'm sorry. However, this is the truth so we can give the editors a shot. Don't always rush them with the script, just in case we push them too far.

Ji Yufeng finished his tea in one gulp and went back to rush the papers. I told him to come over tomorrow morning and he agreed.

After sending them away, it was clear that the rain outside had passed. I let out a long sigh of relief, but the teapot was still burning on the small stove, and traces of white smoke carrying the scent of tea floated out. The tea in the cup had already cooled down.

After the others finished listening to the story, they packed up and said, "I'll be going to take a look at the store first." Rui Zhe yawned and went downstairs.

"Ming Yu, go and coax Xiao Zuo to have an afternoon nap." The Mystical Zero raised his head and said.

"Alright." Ming Yu held onto a little bun, "Let's go, let's go with Auntie Ming Yu and have an afternoon nap."

"Mm." The two little fellows had long since begun to feel drowsy upon hearing this.

Ming Qing yawned and quickly went downstairs to look for the shop. The Mystical Zero finished packing and went downstairs too. In the room, only the tea smoke remained and Luo Mingshang, who was lazily following behind me.

"Xue Er." Luo Mingshang hugged me from behind. "Are you tired? "Let's go rest for a bit."

"I'm fine." I shook my head and leaned back into Luo Mingshang's arms.

Luo Mingshang casually turned me around, and suddenly bent over and kissed me. I still wasn't used to it. After slightly resisting for a bit, I fell into's embrace. He responded to Luo Mingshang's kiss slowly, bit by bit. They continued to sink into depravity.

But I can't hold on much longer. Breathing is a serious problem.