The red candle is dim, and there are two silhouettes on the window.

Bai Xian's hand, gently through her black hair. The hair root is a little warm, slightly cool down, smooth and greasy.

Gu has been shaking.

She gently grabbed Bai Xian's shoulder.

"I... I'm nervous..." she suddenly interrupted Bai Xian.

Bai Xian tries to solve her problem. Gu Zhen thinks it's not too good and insists on writing the column about ghosts.

She thought she would be afraid.

But every time she wrote about the creepy place, she would take a look at her husband, and her heart was very steady.

Her column gradually gained readers, and many readers wrote back to her, saying that she was thrilled, and she gradually became a little famous writer.

And her remuneration has doubled.

"Stone, we have to do something good." Gu Wei said to her husband, "I want to donate half of my monthly remuneration to the welfare hall."

Bai Xian is disgusted with welfare hall.

But he knew what Gu Zhen meant - he had a very bad and bloody life. Gu Zhen didn't want to ask deeply, but he was worried.

She wanted to make up for what he had done during that time.

"All right, it's up to you." Bai Xian embraces her from behind.

The couple's new marriage is just the time for happiness. Haoxue comes.

Bai Xian can't get away so easily.

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