Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"I'm sorry." Seeing the glaring wound, the Ghost King felt his heart being tightly grasped, and self-blame and pity spread at the same time.

The palm of the hand moved slightly, covering the red.

Cheng Moxun only felt a tingling coolness on his calf, and when he looked down again, the wound had disappeared!
"It's amazing..." She murmured in amazement.

The King of Ghosts relaxed slightly when he saw her smooth skin returning to its original state.

"You're scaring me to death..." Cheng Moxun pursed her lips, "Why are you acting like this all of a sudden?"

They had just been sitting in the living room for a few minutes when everything in front of them suddenly flew around, colliding with each other or smashing against the wall.

At first I thought it was a ghost, but Cheng Moxun heard the ghost king moaning in pain.

Only then did he realize that everything in front of him was caused by the ghost king.

"I've received a call from hell." Feeling that his headache was getting better, the Ghost King dragged Cheng Moxun back to the sofa.

Then he walked to the door of the living room alone, staring at the door of the house for a long time.

"An emissary from hell was casting a curse just now." The ghost king flashed back to Cheng Moxun and held her hand: "Because of Shayue, too much yin energy has accumulated in this room, and too many lonely souls have been attracted."

"..." Cheng Moxun's eyes widened, and he felt a chill down his back.

"It's probably because the target is too big and has attracted attention." The ghost king patted the back of her hand, "Don't worry, the ghost messenger is just doing a routine job."

"Will you be taken back to hell too?" Cheng Moxun suddenly understood what was going on, and she asked worriedly: "You were greatly affected just now."

Among the things about the ghost king, this worried her the most.

She was afraid that one day, the ghost king's popularity would be known by God.Then something like divine scourge descended, taking away or... destroying the ghost king.

"I'm still here." The ghost king embraced her and kissed her forehead lightly: "But this house...you really can't live any longer."

Hearing this, Cheng Moxun pursed his lips tightly, showing a troubled look on his face.

"I will always be by your side, don't worry so much." The ghost king felt the stiffness of her body, and comforted her softly: "But try to find a safe place to live."

"Ding dong!" the doorbell rang.

Cheng Moxun trembled suddenly when he heard the sound, and the ghost king also became nervous.

Sensitive awareness of the grass and trees made both of them resist the doorbell.

"Cheng Moxun! Are you at home?" A familiar voice, accompanied by a familiar knock on the door... No, knocking on the door.

After being stunned for a while, Cheng Moxun finally realized, she murmured a few words: "Xu Ziyu?"

The ghost king was struggling extremely, he didn't want Cheng Moxun and Xu Ziyu to have any more contact.

But the fact is that he had to ask Cheng Moxun to find Xu Ziyu.

After all, compared to other people, the help that Xu Ziyu can provide can reassure him.

Only he knows himself better, and he also believes that only he can really not hurt Cheng Moxun.

"Go and open the door." Letting go of Cheng Moxun, the ghost king quietly dodged into the corner.

Even though he was traumatized by the spell on the door just now, he still feels comfortable using spells.

A gust of wind blew up in the living room, and within half a minute, all the debris on the ground was restored to bottles and jars, and the disrupted furniture returned to their original positions.

Cheng Moxun was stunned, her eyes were almost twinkling and she shouted: "This is so handsome!"

Xu Ziyu frowned outside the door. He thought Cheng Moxun had already gone out, but he never expected a familiar voice to come from inside.

This made his heart twitch violently.

"People outside the door have to wait in a hurry." Ghost King said flatly, holding back the jealousy in his heart: "If he doesn't open the door again, he should consider kicking the door or something."

"How do you know?" Cheng Moxun raised her eyebrows, she got up and went to open the door as she asked.

In memory, Xu Ziyu did this once.But the ghost king should not be present.

The Ghost King pouted noncommittally, but Cheng Moxun couldn't see it.

The door opened, and Xu Ziyu's anxious expression came into view.

The heart suddenly started beating violently, and the excitement and joy could not help but spread in my heart.

This strange feeling made Cheng Moxun uncomfortable, she turned slightly sideways: "Do you want to come in?"

Xu Ziyu nodded and walked into the room silently.

As he passed her, he turned around and hugged her.

Slightly frightened, Cheng Moxun's body froze unconsciously, with his arms hanging on his sides like that.

Then, her fingers touched the hard mobile phone in her pocket...

"Ah!" Suddenly remembered something, she suddenly yelled, causing Xu Ziyu to frown.

"Ai He'er is still waiting at the airport!" Cheng Moxun became anxious, not knowing what to do: "She said she couldn't reach you, so she found me and wanted me to..."

"I know." Xu Ziyu patted her on the back: "I have brought her back."

"Huh?" Cheng Moxun was stunned for a while, then looked towards the gate.

"The secretary took her to dinner." Xu Ziyu laughed and reached out to close the door.

As Cheng Moxun walked in, he raised his head slightly and asked Xu Ziyu, "What happened to her?"

"I managed to escape, but I was almost caught back." Rubbing his temples, Xu Ziyu sighed: "I was so tormented in the morning."

"That..." Cheng Moxun hesitated to speak, she stopped, hesitating whether to let Xu Ziyu enter the living room.

But Xu Ziyu walked into the living room without any hesitation as if he was at his own home, and sat firmly on the sofa.

In order to sit comfortably, he also pulled two pillows, one behind his back and the other under his arms.

Then he showed a comfortable and relaxed expression: "What do you want to say?"

"This is my home!" Cheng Moxun widened his eyes, and it was the first time he saw his movements so familiarly: "Can't you be more reserved?"

"Is there any difference between your family and mine?" Xu Ziyu shrugged, and smiled a little ruffian: "With our relationship, are we still talking about reserve? Is it too fake?"

"Ah! Shut up—" Cheng Moxun was impatient for a moment, and strode up to him, trying to cover his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the little hand was grasped vigorously, and then pulled into a warm embrace.

The tip of the nose lingers with a faint smell of tobacco and mixed musk, which is indescribably pleasant and reassuring.

Cheng Moxun took a deep breath, feeling that the nerves that had been tense since morning were relaxed.

She was greedily immersed in this embrace, and almost forgot that there was a ghost king in this room.

When the Ghost King entered the door from Xu Ziyu, he stared at him with extremely impatient eyes.

However, Xu Ziyu didn't sense it at all, and just sat on the sofa in the attitude of a hostess, and pulled Cheng Moxun into his arms.

More importantly, Cheng Moxun had no intention of leaving at all, and had a dependent expression in Xu Ziyu's arms.

This is enough to drive the Ghost King mad with envy.

"Yingyue." "Cheng Moxun."

Two similar voices sounded at the same time, making Cheng Moxun's eyes widen.

She reacted instantly, quickly pushed Xu Ziyu away, and took a few steps back.

Xu Ziyu showed a puzzled expression, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Just push me away like this?" There was a trace of grievance and dissatisfaction in his tone.

"I... still have something to say." Feeling that her body was covered by the cold air of the ghost king, Cheng Moxun secretly sighed, she faintly felt the ghost king's displeasure.

"Well, tell me." Xu Ziyu looked at his watch and curled his lips: "It's already this time, why don't we go to the company after having lunch together."

"Okay... huh?" Cheng Moxun couldn't help but rolled his eyes as he looked at the proud man on the sofa.

The ghost king's arms around her also tightened suddenly.

"I was originally requested by Ai Heer..." Cheng Moxun took out his mobile phone while talking: "Help her contact you, but your number was picked up by another person."

When Xu Ziyu heard this, his eyes immediately became dangerous, and at the same time he raised his chin slightly: "Did he say anything?"

"Do you know who he is?" Cheng Moxun asked in surprise, and then looked angry: "He even said that there is no need to introduce himself to me, and he answered someone's phone for no reason..."

Without even thinking about it, I knew it was Hisoka's fault.

This is a potential bomb.

Xu Ziyu was in the car just now, and when Hisoka intercepted his call, he didn't even realize it.

It is unknown when his mobile phone was monitored by Hisoka, but it is certain that all his calls can be manipulated by Hisoka at will.

He originally thought that while picking up Ai He'er at the airport, he happened to run into Hisoka who was chasing him.

But it now appears that Hisoka may have known about his actions long ago.

What is the purpose of just being patient until the end?

"He said, if you don't want him to intervene in your life...don't meddle in Ai He'er's affairs..." Cheng Moxun desperately recalled what the man said on the phone. She was curious about the identity of that man.

"It's too late." Xu Ziyu looked at her helplessly, "What's more, I have a reason to get involved in this matter."

"Why..." Cheng Moxun asked hesitantly, as if his chest was pressed by something, he was a little suffocated: "Is it because of Ai Heer?"

Xu Ziyu stared at her face seriously, refusing to let go of any detail of her expression.

The two faced each other silently, without saying a word.

Standing behind Cheng Moxun, the ghost king felt black lines all over his head.

It's not that he doesn't understand the way these two people get along, nor is it that he can't feel the mood of the two of them.

But at this moment, he can only stay out of the matter and be a bystander.

He looked at Xu Ziyu, this other half of himself was obviously full of bad taste and instability, different and the same as himself.

After all, the souls of these two are complementary in nature, but the whole soul itself is shared by both parties.

Therefore, he was opposed to many of Xu Ziyu's actions; but on some things, he strongly agreed with them.

"Pfft!" Xu Ziyu laughed suddenly, his eyes bent into crescent moons: "I really want to continue to look at your tangled expression, but I can't bear to make you feel bad."

Cheng Moxun was full of surprise, while the King of Ghosts had such an expression