Chapter Ninety-One: Greedy Humans

Shy? Sweet?

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What the hell was I thinking? Isn't it just a piece of clothing, how can there be so many thoughts?

I patted my face and calmed down, I was about to go out, and a "female ghost in white" with a cloak and bleeding eyes appeared in the cold mirror, and I was so frightened that I took a few steps back. When I looked closely, it turned out to be a monster following that uncle.

"Surprise me, why do you always show up out of nowhere? Don't pester your little baby, what are you doing here? ā€

"Of course I'm here to play, this kind of banquet is the most fun."

"Play? I think you're here to scare people! ā€

"Boo, you've seen it. You don't know the fun of being scared, but it's really nice to watch those people get scared out of their stomachs. ā€

"Can anyone else see you?"

"Yes, people who have ghosts in their hearts, of course they will see ghosts, hehehehehe......"

"Well, aren't you a youkai?"

"Youkai? Ah, you can call me that, but I think you prefer the name 'ghost', you say? ā€

I don't know if it's a youkai or a ghost, it suddenly came up to me, and I felt a gust of wind blowing on me. I subconsciously wanted to gather the aura, but I found that my body was empty, and there was no trace of aura. I just remembered that I was now an ordinary person without aura.

I hope there's no malice on the part of this "ghost" in front of me, but I'm going to have to get out of here quickly.

"Hey, don't leave in a hurry, talk to me. Hmph, you and my little baby are the same, and they don't love others. ā€

The scary-looking female ghost's pretentious appearance is really unbearable to look at. I really thought too much about it just now, how can such a ghost have any lethality. No, it's lethal, and its greatest lethality is its broken thoughts. All I heard was the buzzing sound ringing in my ears.

"Ah, that person was scared immediately, I just pretended to be a toilet in the toilet to scare him, how did I know that he was so intimidated. Also, there were two people playing games in bed just now, and I floated up and stuck my tongue out, and the two of them were so frightened that they almost jumped out of the window. It's just a hanged ghost, how can it be so terrible, those people's courage is really smaller than rat. But I also met the bold, or a few female students, good guys, actually playing pen fairies in such a remote place, I suddenly appeared, one of them fainted at once, hey, it's really unlucky, I thought it was hard to meet a few bold ......"

The female ghost barricaded the doorway, chattering about its glorious deeds, and I imagined the picture from its mouth and brought it into the picture itself.

It sat on the toilet, pretending to be a toilet, someone sat on the ass, it blew behind the man's back, the man looked back, and saw a bloody and terrifying female ghost, rolled her eyes, fell to the ground, and then it jumped out and pinched its nose, and said hypocritically: "Boom, you don't wipe your buttocks, you don't flush the toilet, it stinks, it stinks!" ā€

Two people were playing a game, drowsy, and it floated into the air, stuck out its tongue, scared people half to death, and then knotted its tongue and complained: "It's so long, it's so long, it's going to delay me for a long time, hey." ā€

There were a few girls playing with the pen fairy, and on a whim, it appeared in front of them and grinned: "Hey, girl, let me play too." ā€

Hey, thinking about it this way, this female ghost is not scary, but ridiculous. I was drowsy when I listened, and suddenly, the door was kicked vigorously, and a bearded uncle in a Taoist robe rushed in, grabbed the back of the female ghost's neck, and roared loudly: "You guy, you are restless again!" ā€

The swearing voice quieted down for a long time.

The one just now, it seems to be the little baby of the female ghost? Phew, what a little baby, it's that weird uncle.

The female ghost is gone, and I should go out too, I don't know if Mr. is in a hurry.

I calmly walked out of the changing room, but I saw Mr. leaning against the wall, waiting at the door, not far away a few gorgeously dressed women gathered together, secretly looking at Mr., but I was too timid to step forward.

I stepped forward and took my husband's arm and looked up at the group.

Sir is my own husband, you can just watch.

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When I returned to the hall again, there was already a dance in the middle of the dance floor, and I realized that the number cards that had been selected at the beginning were divided into men and women. Men and women who draw the same number can dance together, and it is called fate, and there are few people who are not dancing.

But Li Shao and I are holding the same number cards, but I won't dance with him.

When the people in the hall saw us coming, they began to whisper again, but I no longer knew what they were saying. Let them say whatever they like, and some things don't come true by words.

My dad and Ji Ling were also in the hall, and when they saw me coming, they waved at me, and then continued to talk to the people next to them.

They must have been talking about business, I thought, I didn't bother them, I turned to the gentleman next to me.

"Sir, are you going to dance?" I asked, only to realize that my husband and I were already standing in the middle of the dance floor, and we were dancing to the music, "Huh?" When did we start dancing? ā€

"Hmph, human, you're wandering again." The gentleman looked at me with nothing unusual on his face.

"No, sir, I ......" I felt like my body was out of my control. I didn't say this, because I found that my husband was looking at me so intently that I thought for a moment that I was the whole world of my husband.

No matter what, Mr. won't hurt me anyway, so I'll just enjoy this wonderful dance.

Sir is a demon, but he is very familiar with human dance steps, and I think Sir is probably omnipotent.

My husband put his arm around my waist, and I felt a little hot in my waist, and those strange feelings did not stop me from admiring his beauty.

The gentleman is so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't help but want to keep it private.

The silver hair slid down to my chest as my husband moved, swaying slightly, and I suddenly remembered that once I fainted, and I saw a few strands of silver hair in a daze. At that time, it was Mr.

Sir was always there when I needed it most.

In this life, can I still leave Mr.?

I don't know the answer. But I thought a little negatively, I can't do without it. Having someone I don't want to leave is probably also a blessing.

"Human, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about sir. Sir, can you keep it like this forever? ā€

"You like it?"

"I like it, sir, I like everything."

"Flim tongue, slap whiskers."

"Sir?"

"Huh?"

"You must be sure, you must be sure, it can only be my husband alone."

"Greedy humans."