Chapter 3 The handsome man in the photo

The photo shows a man in a long shirt.

He was glaring. The long face is delicate and the demeanor is on the sidelines.

It looks like it has a drunken temperament.

"Wow, that's handsome.

"This is the first time I've heard Tang Mi praise the opposite sex since I met her.

And when she complimented me, I also saw her eyes keep looking at the man in the photo.

But my first reaction when I saw the photo was that I was so surprised that I almost fell to the ground with something in my hand. Because the man Tang Mi praised in the photo just now is the ghost who married me.

Although what you see in the photo is a little different from him in the mourning hall. But it was immediately recognizable that he was right.

Seeing my surprised look, Tang Mi asked, "Xiaoyou, what's wrong with you."

"No, nothing."

I was a little flustered when talking to her.

But she didn't seem to care about my expression.

Although they are asking me. But his eyes were always on the picture in his hand.

I was meant to be honest with her.

But I don't know why I told him nothing.

To be honest, the answer just now came from my mouth. But it didn't feel like it came from my heart.

It was as if someone was manipulating my mouth to make me speak.

Tang Mi paused, but her eyes still didn't leave the photo.

Handsome drunken appearance,

Dressed in a white robe, he has an extraordinary momentum.

If it weren't for the fact that I had a secret marriage with the person in the photo before.

Maybe it will be the same as Tang Mi now.

I saw that the man's eyes in the photo in Tang Mi's hand suddenly moved. It's moving, but it feels like they're looking at me.

I eagerly snatched the picture from her hand.

It's like grabbing something.

"Xiaoyou, what are you doing?"

The photo didn't reach me, but accidentally landed on the ground.

At this time, the bell of the incoming call rang in a hurry.

I took out my mobile phone from my trouser pocket and saw that it was an unfamiliar telecom number.

While his fingers slid slightly to the left to connect the phone, Tang Mi also paused on the ground and picked up the photo.

"Hey, hello?"

"Hey, hello, do you want to renew your credit card?"

Hearing this, I shook off angrily: "No need, thank you."

After that, I hung up the phone.

"What's wrong, whose phone is it?"

"It's okay, a credit card guy."

Tang Mi paused for a moment, and then let me show the photo in her hand.

I waved my hand at her in a hurry: "A photo is nothing to look at.

"You can see that the man in the photo is really handsome.

My eyes were on Tang Mi as she spoke.

She never left the photo, and she was like a demon with the ghost in the photo.

To be honest, it's the first time I've seen her like this since I met Tang Mi.

At the moment, she looks like a nymphomaniac.

A pair of eyes are fixed on the photo, and a few smirks at the photo from time to time.

Looking at the situation at this time, Tang Mi should have been attracted by the ghost in the photo.

But the picture in her hand made me feel terrified.

Lian thought of the one who crawled out of the coffin in the mourning hall.

He had long hair and a shawl, and his face was as white as a wall painted with white paint.

I shudder at the thought of this.

A layer of white sweat suddenly lifted off on his back.

Then I heard a voice ringing in my ear, a man's voice.

"Lady, did you miss me. I miss you so much. ”

As I heard this, my cold lips pressed against my face.

I was hugged tightly by him again.

Desperately shouted at Tang Mi: "Help."

But she didn't even pay attention to me.

No matter how much I shouted, she was indifferent. The eyes are always glued to the picture.

"Don't waste your efforts, if you just scream, no one will hear you."

As she spoke, her hands walked back and forth on my body. At this moment, I felt that my body was numb. It was particularly uncomfortable, and it also made a slight scream from its mouth.

But I don't know why he suddenly disappeared all of a sudden, and then he felt very relaxed.

The bell rang again suddenly.

But this time it's not mine, it's Tang Mi's.

At the same time, Tang Mi seemed to have been woken up by lightning: "Well, what's wrong."

But as she spoke, she had already connected the phone

"Hey, hello. Yes, I am, who? ”

As she spoke, Tang Mi walked out, and she came back a few minutes later.

I feel that my face is more abnormal than before I went out. So I asked her, "What's wrong?"