Chapter 25: I Believe You're a Ghost

With Ji Yu's departure, the Huo family finally became quiet.

After Nan Qiao finished eating, he received a call from Nan Feng using Tang Yuanyuan's mobile phone.

"Sister, are you going back?"

Nan Qiao stroked the cat with one hand, and the smile between his eyebrows and eyes was faint.

"I'm back, just had dinner."

"Tomorrow Tang Yuanyuan and I will go buy you some clothes and send them over, you don't wear those arms and legs anymore."

"You don't need to buy it, there are clothes for me here."

Nan Qiao hurriedly refused, he wanted to know that she lived in the Huo family and lived in a house with a man, so he would have to jump and go crazy.

When Nan Feng heard this, he said gratefully.

"That old woman's family is really good people, the case is solved, let's thank them."

"We'll talk about it then." Nan Qiao laughed dryly.

Now she thinks that Huo Yunxiang's family is ...... Not quite like a good guy.

……

Huo Yunxiang had just sent Mrs. Huo away, and when he entered the door, he saw Nan Qiao answering the phone.

Also, it seems that the person on the other end of the phone is having a very happy conversation.

She went out in the afternoon and came back with a man's cell phone.

It looked like the man was calling.

Nan Qiao hung up the phone, put the phone on the tea machine casually, picked up Nan Feng's coat that he wore back and went to the housekeeper.

"Hello, can you help me wash this dress, I'm going to send it back in two days."

"No problem, Miss Nan."

The housekeeper took the clothes and immediately told the people below to wash them.

Huo Yunxiang's brows furrowed even tighter, that is...... Men's clothes.

Nan Qiao added water to the small basin of the biscuit and carried it over.

"Biscuits, you've eaten, need some water."

After that, I went back to my room to take a shower and change my clothes.

Huo Yunxiang sat down on the sofa, his eyes fell on the mobile phone on the coffee table, and his black eyes were deep and unfathomable.

The biscuits were on the ground next to the coffee table, happily licking the water in the small basin and drinking.

Suddenly, a mobile phone fell from the sky and fell into its small basin, splashing it with water in the face.

The phone screen flashed a few times, and finally the screen went completely black in the water.

Biscuit's eyes widened, and when he looked up, he saw a shameless man.

Huo Yunxiang fished out the mobile phone with a black screen in the water from the cat basin, wiped it with a tissue, and put it back in its original place.

When all this was done, he found that Biscuit was staring at him with round eyes.

So, I changed the water in the cat's basin again, and I also took two small dried fish to compensate for it.

Then, sit back on the couch and continue reading as if nothing had happened.

Half an hour later, Nan Qiao took a shower and changed into long-sleeved pajamas and came down.

The biscuit ran over and meowed.

"This shameless man, I threw your phone in my basin and soaked it for you."

“?!”

Nan Qiao picked up the cat and walked over in disbelief to pick up the phone.

Sure enough, the phone couldn't be turned on at all.

"My phone...... What's wrong? ”

Huo Yunxiang closed the book with a surprised expression.

"Is it broken?"

"I can't turn it on." Nan Qiao said.

Huo Yunxiang took it and looked at it, and said without changing his face.

"Probably...... Just now, the cookie dropped the phone on the ground and broke it. ”

The corners of Nan Qiao's mouth trembled slightly, and he looked at the culprit in front of him and roared wildly in his heart: I believe you are a ghost!

The biscuit instantly exploded, screaming wildly in her arms.

"Let me go, I'm going to scratch him to death!"

used its basin to commit a crime, and asked it to carry the pot for him, and two small dried fish wanted to send him away.

Huo Yunxiang didn't know about the communication between them and a cat, picked up the new mobile phone that he hadn't sent out just now, handed it to her and said.

"Since it's broken, use this."

Nan Qiao: "......"