"Husband, what are you doing?"

A low and pleasant voice resounded in Zhang Haotian's ears, but not only did Zhang Haotian not feel pleasant, but instead trembled all over and looked frightened and frightened.

He couldn't even bite the jade-like wrist of the bride in red.

You know, after the iron cloth shirt was completed, Zhang Haotian's teeth were as strong as a weapon, and his bones could easily be bitten, but now he could not even bite the wrist of the bride in red, and even bite Zhang Haotian's teeth ached faintly.

Not to mention swallowing this bride in red, Zhang Haotian, who is more than two meters tall, is actually hung in the air by the bride in red.

It feels like a little girl is carrying a big bear.

The key is that no matter how hard Zhang Haotian struggled, he could not break free from the control of the female ghost in red.

More than 20,000 kilograms of strength could not shake the bride in red.

In the past, Zhang Haotian was carrying someone else like a chicken, but today he was carried by a petite female ghost like a chicken, and Zhang Haotian wanted to cry.

It's over!

This time I am really dead!

"I...I haven't kissed my wife for a long time. Isn't this...I'm excited? Is it because I'm a little more powerful and I've kissed you, ma'am!"

Zhang Haotian tried hard to pretend to be gentle, with a affectionate look.

Actually, I feel so terrible inside!

When you travel through this world, why do you always have such "peach blossom luck"?

When you go out, you always meet a female ghost!

And the person you met this time made Zhang Haotian desperate!

My teeth are so good, and I will definitely have tens of thousands of pounds of bite after biting this bite, and even the iron tool will be bitten off.

But what about now?

There was not even a little tooth mark on the wrist of the bride in red, but there was only a little mark on the light.

How can I play this?

The female ghost in red looked at Zhang Haotian's face for a while. Just when Zhang Haotian was so nervous that she was watching him, she whispered: "It doesn't hurt, husband, do you really miss me? Do you want to kiss me?"

Zhang Haotian nodded firmly without hesitation, "Of course, since he separated from his wife, I have been missing her day and night. It feels really uncomfortable to miss someone. I can only turn my longing into appetite. For you, I eat hard and eat hard. The size of my body means how heavy I miss you..."

As he spoke, Zhang Haotian even burst into tears.

People are the slaughter and I am the fish. Zhang Haotian is suffering now.

In order to save his life, Zhang Haotian, who was big and strong, tried hard to squeeze out tears in order to show his affection.

"Really?"

The bride in red pulled Zhang Haotian in front of him, and her stunning face was even an inch away from his face.

"Really, it's true. Because I miss my wife, I also wrote a poem about lovesickness."

Zhang Haotian nodded hurriedly.

You must not hesitate at this time, otherwise, this female ghost might have swallowed herself alive.

"You can still write poetry?"

The bride and female ghost in red looked at the guy who was being held in surprise.

"No, it's just that I miss you so much that I wrote a poem because of my feelings."

Zhang Haotian said hurriedly.

From the reaction of the bride in red, we can feel that she is a literary female ghost.

To put it bluntly, it is just a silly girl who likes some sour poems.

Of course, Zhang Haotian would definitely not dare to say this, otherwise he would definitely be dead.

The bride in red looked at Zhang Haotian with interest and said, "Well, please read it to me."

Zhang Haotian cleared his throat and said:

"Ten years of life and death are in vain, and you will never forget it without thinking; you will have no place to talk about desolation in the lonely grave thousands of miles away. Even if you meet, you will not recognize it. Your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost."

"I came to You Meng at night and suddenly returned home. The window was dressing up. I looked at each other without saying a word, but only tears flowed thousands of times. I expected that the heartbreaking place every year, the moonlit night, the short pine hill."

This poem "Jiangchengzi·Dream Night on the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao" in the previous life is one of the few poems Zhang Haotian can remember from his previous life.

The reason I remember so clearly is not that Zhang Haotian likes this poem so much, but in his previous life, a worker particularly likes ancient poems, and there is a thick ancient poem in the dormitory.

When he had nothing to do, he recited ancient poems in the collective dormitory. Zhang Haotian had a good memory. He listened to this worker reciting ancient poems every day, and Zhang Haotian remembered a lot.

Unfortunately, this is not a place where literati and scholars gather in Qinglou. Otherwise, with Zhang Haotian's beautiful and desolate lovesickness and gorgeous words, he could sleep all over the entire imperial capital Qinglou without spending a penny.

"Ten years of life and death are in vain, and you will never forget it without thinking; you will have no place to talk about desolation in the lonely grave thousands of miles away. Even if you meet, you will not recognize it. Your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost."

"I came to You Meng at night and suddenly returned home. The window was dressing up. I looked at each other without saying a word, but only tears flowed thousands of times. I expected that the heartbreaking place every year, the moonlit night, the short pine hill."

After muttering to himself a poem, the female ghost in red looked at Zhang Haotian with resentment and said, "Since you think of me so much, why don't you come to marry me?"

"You said 'When you are tall and big, please let me wear red clothes on my wedding dress', but I have been waiting for you to marry me, but... But why, why don't you come to marry me..."

The voice of the bride in red became deeper and deeper.

The resentment of the female ghost in the red-clothed bride had begun to condense, and the cold wind swayed in the entire cemetery. The powerful pressure made Zhang Haotian look disgusted.

When the resentment of the bride in red was about to burst out, Zhang Haotian immediately shouted: "Because I'm not worthy!"

Listening to the words of this bride in red, this is definitely a female ghost hurt by love.

I don’t know which bastard is so ruthless that he actually lets such a beautiful girl not marry, which makes this girl still miss her lover to marry her even if she dies.

Women are really a very terrifying existence. The bride and female ghost in red in front of her actually turned into a ferocious ghost in front of her because she didn't wait for her lover to attract her. She finally didn't know what method she used to turn into a ferocious ghost in front of her. She still has this obsession in her heart until now.

It’s really “Since ancient times, there are so many emotions and only few hatreds, and this hatred will last forever”!

For such an extremely powerful female ghost who is caused by strong resentment caused by love, you must not treat it with normal thinking.

Fortunately, Zhang Haotian lived in his previous life when information was highly developed. TV series, movies, and online novels were everywhere, and there were many bloody emotional dramas. With his brain running at high speed, Zhang Haotian thought of response in time.

"Why are you not worthy?"
Chapter completed!