The moment their eyes met, the surprise in Song Zehan's eyes was fleeting, but it was still captured by Ruan Shiyan.

He twisted his eyebrows and walked to Ruan Shiyan's side without hurrying.

Then he took out his mobile phone, typed four words on the screen, and held it up in front of Ruan Shiyan.

Song Zehan: [The concubine is flat. 】

Ruan Shiyan: "......"

If he couldn't beat him, he was a little reluctant to beat him, Ruan Shiyan suddenly wanted to pick up the table lamp not far away, so that he knew why he could see the stars during the day and why the flowers were so red.

Still flat?

Flat big-headed ghost?

In this kind of role-playing, Ruan Shiyan has always been reluctant to admit defeat.

Her brain was racing, and she was so quick that she resolutely maintained a kneeling posture and leaned over, highly imitating the appearance of kowtowing.

Then he stood up with a blank face and patted his knee.

"You think too much, the dead are great, I'm worshipping the grave."

Song Zehan: "......"

But she just got a little skin on her mouth, and she only kowtowed once when she pretended to kowtow.

She was reluctant to let her husband have another accident.

But even if he was excited because Song Zehan was fine, his little face still maintained that expressionless appearance, walked to the mirror, and kowtowed to himself in the mirror like a decent.

Rao is Song Zehan, who is already familiar with most of her routines, but at this time, he is still a little unsure of what new medicine she is selling in this gourd.

I could only watch Ruan Shiyan finish tossing and returning to his side.

Ruan Shiyan and Song Zehan looked at each other for a few seconds, took the initiative to hold his arm, and said solemnly.

"Alright, we can't stay here any longer, it's time to go."

Song Zehan: "??? ”

"Song Zehan, what are you doing here? I'm done worshipping you, and I'm done worshipping myself, we should leave here and go down to be a happy ** wife. Do you still want to stay here as an Earthbound Spirit? ”

Song Zehan: "......"

**Wife?

Earthbinders?

Seeing that Song Zehan didn't react for a long time, Ruan Shiyan sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and then spoke with a bit of seriousness.

"I know that when people just meet death and become ghosts, it is more difficult to accept, especially those who die accidentally, many people don't know that they are dead, so they will continue to live according to the trajectory before death, but it is all fake."

"Alas, Song Zehan, let's face the reality, one of us is a plane crash, the other is a poisonous snake, and if something happens on the same day, it can be regarded as God's mercy."

"No, you can't thank God at this time, you should thank Lord Yan for your kindness."

Song Zehan frowned, and suddenly wanted to take her to test her IQ.

But Ruan Shiyan ignored someone's dislike and continued: "Actually, the moment you got off the helicopter, I should have guessed that I was already cold in the battle with the viper, otherwise how could I see you coming to pick me up?" ”

"It's still the kind that fell from the sky, it's handsome to think about, but it's a pity I didn't see it."

The praise of this last sentence decisively dispelled Song Zehan's impulse to take her to recharge her IQ.

He sighed helplessly, pinched Ruan Shiyan's chin, and bit directly on her soft lips.

Looking at a little woman gasping in pain, Song Zehan's right lip corner was slightly hooked, and his knobby fingers were quickly tapping on the phone screen.

Song Zehan: [When I was born, I clamored to marry me, and after I died, I still yelled that I wanted to be my ** person. Ruan Shiyan, you- like me so much? 】