Zhao Hong came and pulled Chen Hua, who was extremely tangled.

After all, she was an elder... She used to be, but now she knew that Qing'er was still hiding when she came back, so she pulled Chen Hua over.

Seeing Zhao Hong enter the door, Xia Xiaoman was happy and then sat back.

"I heard from Old Chen that Qing'er is still here?"

"Qing'er...no."

"No?"

"No, she is not."

Gu Cheng looked at Xia Xiaoman, and Xia Xiaoman shook his head repeatedly, and she signaled.

Death is the greatest, so Gu Cheng followed her.

Zhao Hong felt a little regretful when she heard him say this, but she said unfortunately: "I thought that girl, you sent her to reincarnate?"

Chen Hua kept muttering, 'That's Qing'er, that's Qing'er, that's Qing'er...'—

Hearing Gu Cheng say no, he shivered and looked at the empty chair opposite the table in horror, as if a gloomy female ghost was staring at him with blood on her face, showing a creepy smile.

Damn it! How could it be Qing'er!

"Then you eat, Lao Gu, be careful, it's quite strange." Zhao Hong showed a meaningful look.

Gu Cheng was silent.

This blood clan couple is a bit abnormal. Do you think he will do something to a ghost?

Until the two left, Xia Xiaoman was still looking at Zhao Hong's back, small skirt, small coat, and shredded pork...

"I haven't changed my clothes for a long time." She secretly glanced at Gu Cheng.

"It's pretty good now," said Gu Cheng.

"You don't want me to wear it... OK, let's not talk about it, eat."

Xia Xiaoman's face turned upright, pretending to be unable to see Gu Cheng's eyes, and gnawed on a chicken leg.

Comfortable.

Even if you sometimes take advantage of other people's offerings, it's mostly cold. After death, you basically never ate hot dishes.

The incense candles in the living room burn slowly, and blue smoke curled up.

Before going to bed, Gu Cheng wanted to lock the door, but considering that Xia Xiaoman might fall off the roof or climb in from the window, he gave up his plan and went out to get a bamboo strip into the house.

He was really worried about the extra person in bed in the middle of the night.

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"Do you think Lao Gu really has something wrong?" Zhao Hongsi thought about it and sent a message to Chen Hua with his mobile phone.

Zhao Hong: "He has been alone for too long and has been confused by some female ghost, right?"

Zhao Hong: "How can normal people eat with ghosts? They also stir-fry two more dishes."

Chen Hua: "We are not normal at all."

Zhao Hong: "That's right..."

Zhao Hong: "But I still think this kind of thing is a bit strange. You said that if he cuddled a ghost at night, he wouldn't panic? It's so perverted."

Chen Hua: "Stop talking nonsense. If you don't talk about these things at night, there are folk taboos."

Zhao Hong: "Their taboos cannot be controlled by us foreigners, nor by the vampire."

Zhao Hong: "You said that ghost was bloody... By the way, although we are a blood clan, he is an old man, but he will also get mental illness. Maybe it's because he has lived for too long, so why don't you hire a psychiatrist for him?"

——The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party.

!

Zhao Hong threw her cell phone aside in anger.

Thinking of Gu Cheng lying with a ghost with a gentle face, she unconsciously touched her arm.

It's really a bit perverted... The blood clan is not that weird, at most it lies in the coffin.

No words all night.

Maybe that meal made Xia Xiaoman satisfied. As the saying goes, "She is soft-hearted and has short hands." She didn't hang herself in the middle of the house just to make things difficult for Gu Cheng.

It is normal to get up and wash.
Chapter completed!