Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Although I didn't see what it was, this black shadow has been hovering at the door...

Thinking of this, my heart is in my throat.

Cheng Moxun took a deep breath, and she checked the lock again.Then he turned around and looked at Sha Yue with a terrified expression.

"I'm sorry, Sha Yue." Cheng Moxun fell into deep self-blame: "I caused you to be involved in this danger."

Sha Yue shook her head, walked to Cheng Moxun's side, took her hand and walked back to the living room.

"You don't need to apologize." Sha Yue held her hand tightly: "It's not your fault."

Cheng Moxun looked at the door leading to the balcony in the living room, and frowned slightly: "Should we check the doors and windows in the house?"

"I've seen it before." Sha Yue shrugged: "Our balcony and outside the windows are all equipped with anti-theft windows."

"Anti-theft windows may not be safe..." Cheng Moxun thought of the ghost king, curled his lips.

Sha Yue looked at her inexplicably.

"It's nothing." Cheng Moxun shook his head: "Sha Yue, let's move. Or, I will move out by myself."

"Why!" Sha Yue was a little anxious: "How can I rest assured that you will go out to live by yourself?" She was pulling Cheng Moxun to sit on the sofa, with a serious expression on her face: "You must not have any thoughts of dragging me down. We were just entangled by annoying guys, and we did nothing wrong, so why should we be afraid of them!"

It's true to say so, but you can't put your own safety at risk.

Cheng Moxun made a frustrated expression: "But it's too scary if it goes on like this!" Now the people outside the door don't know whether to leave or not!
She had originally planned to notify the property or call the police.

But Lan Baifeng reminded her when eating at night.

He was able to collude with the property personnel, and after the person reported the case, the police were reluctant to arrest him, and then wantonly appeared in the news when everything failed.

It shows that these tabloid reporters are a group of well-connected households with a strong background.

At the very least, those existences that have a deterrent effect on criminals will not have much effect on them.

Cheng Moxun felt that he was in great danger.

Sha Yue got up and stretched: "Don't think about it anymore, wash up and sleep quickly." After speaking, she patted Cheng Moxun on the shoulder and went back to the room.

Cheng Moxun sighed, she turned her head and looked around the doors and windows, swallowed, turned and walked back to the room.

There is a very large window in my room. Although it is not floor-to-ceiling, the light is very good and the view is extremely wide.Cheng Moxun really likes to sit in front of the window and soak up the sunshine during the day.

But at this moment, it was pitch black outside the window.

Cheng Moxun stood blankly at the door of the room, not even daring to turn on the light.

She was afraid that after turning on the light, she would see something terrible outside the window.

For several days in a row, the mental pressure brought to her by the reporter far exceeded what ordinary people could expect.

Cheng Moxun felt a little cold in his body, and a string in his mind was tense.

She stared at the dark window, her fingers trembling.

Suddenly, she made up her mind, closed her eyes slightly, walked to the window with big strides, and drew the curtains tightly with a "swish".

Then he collapsed to the ground as if he had been sucked out of strength.

"Yingyue..." Ghost King's voice came out suddenly.

But because Cheng Moxun was too nervous, she couldn't tell who the voice was.

She opened her mouth wide and couldn't stop shouting "Ah—" and wanted to stand up.

But she only uttered the first syllable, and the Ghost King quickly covered her mouth, and hugged her from behind to keep her from moving.

With a bang, the door of the room was closed.Cheng Moxun became tense, and she struggled to twist her body.

The light above her head turned on suddenly, and then the ghost king looked at her worriedly from behind her, and said softly in her ear: "It's me, take it easy."

The struggling movement stopped for three to five seconds, and Cheng Moxun's shoulders slowly relaxed.

She covered her face with her hands and couldn't help sobbing.

"It's okay, it's okay." The ghost king didn't know what happened, but he still hugged Cheng Moxun tightly.

When the ghost king came to Cheng Moxun's house, he happened to be returning to the room just in time for Cheng Moxun.He was a little happy, so that the two of them could get along privately.

But Cheng Moxun stood at the door and refused to go in, his eyes were fixed on the window, his whole body looked very tense and stiff.

The ghost king was startled, he frowned and went to the window to look around, but found nothing unusual.Turning around, I saw Cheng Moxun walking over and pulling the curtains vigorously.

Looking at Cheng Moxun who was sitting on the ground, the ghost king was a little worried.He couldn't help calling her in a low voice.I didn't expect such a big reaction...

What exactly is going on?Cheng Moxun kept crying and didn't say anything.

The ghost king didn't come to see Cheng Moxun for more than half a month.

Cheng Moxun didn't expect him to appear suddenly, and he had mixed feelings for a while.The fragility that was not shown in front of anyone burst out at this moment.

Tears couldn't stop falling, and she didn't understand why she wanted to cry so much.But after she knew that the ghost king was by her side, she felt that all the pressure she had been under for many days was relieved.

The Ghost King sighed, straightened his body, hugged Cheng Moxun in his arms, and gently patted her back with one hand to comfort her.

His strength is weakening day by day, although he can deal with those little ghosts and mobs.But it can no longer be as reckless as before.

Worried that if he got close to Xu Ziyu, he would be locked into his body again.He didn't look for Cheng Moxun for a long time, because he was afraid of meeting Xu Ziyu again.

But after several days, he couldn't bear the feeling that he couldn't see Cheng Moxun.

So, when the night was extremely cloudy, he planned to visit his sweetheart.

But it turns out that it was a wrong decision for him not to come to her for so many days!

The ghost king was thinking annoyedly, and the man in his arms suddenly made a sound.

"Where have you been all these days?" Cheng Moxun said sullenly, "Someone told me that you went to absorb people's popularity..."

"No, don't believe her!" The ghost king growled and increased the strength of his arms. He trembled a little: "Don't believe what that crazy woman says."

"You know her?" Cheng Moxun raised his head in doubt: "How do you know who the person I'm talking about is?"

The ghost king realized that he had slipped his tongue, he sighed, and now he can't come back.

"But, she looks very sure." Cheng Moxun couldn't see the ghost king, she could only lean on the ghost king's chest blankly, her cheeks were slightly cold: "Did you really not do anything?"

The ghost king nodded, just about to deny it.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in front of my eyes...

"Ah Qin, you are not good." Yingyue held a plate of freshly made pastries and smiled to herself: "Don't lie!"

What were you doing at that time?The ghost king couldn't remember.

He looked at Cheng Moxun in his arms, who was exactly the same as Yingyue back then.

It was just a joke back then, but now it is a very serious matter.

The ghost king closed his eyes, and he slightly let go of Cheng Moxun.

Cheng Moxun was startled. Could it be that what the woman named Aman said was true?
Fortunately, she still has a glimmer of hope.

"I don't want to hide it from you." There was a tremor in the Ghost King's voice: "But I did."

"Why..." Cheng Moxun was a little sad: "Are you like other ghosts, do you need to absorb popularity to live?"

"I'm afraid it's like this now." Looking at Cheng Moxun's disbelieving eyes, the ghost king sighed silently in his heart: "I'm actually very fragile now. If I don't absorb popularity, I won't be able to continue to exist."

"Aren't you the ghost king?" Cheng Moxun heard that the ghost king was in danger of disappearing, and she was a little anxious: "Isn't your power very special?"

"There will always be some surprises, isn't it?" The ghost king smiled, picked up Cheng Moxun, and gently put him on the bed: "But don't worry, I won't suck on popularity anymore."

"Really?" Cheng Moxun saw the quilt vacated, and then gently covered himself: "Then you won't be in danger?"

"Are you worried about me?" Ghost King sounded a little happy.

After being stunned for a moment, Cheng Moxun nodded silently.

The ghost king's happy laughter erupted in the air.

Cheng Moxun blushed a little, she reached out and pulled the quilt to cover her face.

Unexpectedly, it was pulled away by the ghost king, and then the lips were covered by a cool and soft thing.

"Hmm..." Cheng Moxun didn't resist the kiss, she closed her eyes slightly.

What the ghost king can bring her is far from a simple sense of security.

Hearing the sound of "pa", Cheng Moxun opened his eyes and found that there was darkness in front of him, and the ghost king turned off the light.

Uneasiness surged up in her heart again, Cheng Moxun's lips were blocked and she couldn't speak.

She squeaked twice, and the Ghost King sensed something was wrong, so he let go of her slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" The ghost king noticed that Cheng Moxun was preoccupied, and he frowned.

What happened during his absence.

Cheng Moxun didn't know what to say for a while, and wanted to tell the ghost king full of grievances.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ghost King rubbed her head, put the tip of his nose against hers, and wrapped his hands around her waist, trying to give her the greatest peace of mind.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, and Cheng Moxun felt inexplicable warmth in the somewhat cold embrace of the Ghost King.

Xu Ziyu was lying on the bed, leaning against the soft pillow behind him, drowsy.

He was checking the video in the office, but from the date of installation to today, he didn't find anything unusual.

Rubbing his eyes, he reached out to slide on the virtual keyboard.

Clicked on a dated video file... fast forward to nine in the morning.

Cheng Moxun's figure appeared on the screen.

As if refreshed, Xu Ziyu straightened up.

He flipped through the video back and forth, except to check if he fainted abnormally.He also wanted to see Cheng Moxun.

Almost already remembered the time period when Cheng Moxun would appear.

He clicked freely in each video, and he always saw Cheng Moxun knocking on the door and entering the office without any mistakes.

What he saw now was Cheng Moxun entering the office alone holding the documents.

Cheng Moxun noticed the kraft paper bag on the table...the phone rang...the secretary came in with Ai He'er...

Xu Ziyu has fully grasped the development line of video content.

He just greedily looked at Cheng Moxun's figure over and over again.

Swipe your finger, intending to switch to the next video.

There was a sudden pause, and he continued to watch.