My Hubby Is a Ghost

I still ignored him. Hmph, who asked him to cast flirty glances at other women!

"One." Wen Chu Yang's low and magnetic voice sounded beside my ears, and I twisted my neck to the side even more.

"Two." Wen Chu Yang slowly counted.

"Three." Wen Chu Yang said with a faint smile, "Looks like you still like that rotten old man's face. Then in the future, I …"

"Hehe, I knew you would like your husband's face, my wife." As he said that, Wen Chu Yang pulled me over.

"Why are you hugging so tightly?" I pushed him away, trying to escape. "Why did you come out? Aren't you afraid of the sun? "

"Sunlight? Wife, did you sleep until you were stupid? Look out the window. " Wen Chu Yang stretched out his hand and pointed outside the window with his long finger, "It's night now!"

"Eh? I slept so long? " I turned to look out the window. It was already dark outside.

"Or rather, this home really gives you a sense of security." Wen Chu Yang smiled and used his long fingers to hook onto the hair at the side of my temple. He seemed to be doing it unintentionally, but he intentionally asked, "Just now, what did I dream about?"

It was good not to mention that dream, but it made me uncomfortable to talk about it. I gave him an eye knife and thought, I wouldn't remind you how focused you were on a woman.

"It seems like this dream has something to do with me?" Wen Chu Yang guessed as he looked at my expression.

I still ignored him.

"Then let me guess again, was I with some woman in the dream?" Wen Chu Yang continued to guess.

When I heard that, the anger in my stomach shot up, and with a swoosh, I sat up and extended my leg to kick Wen Chu Yang. Wen Chu Yang's smile became even more demonic, he extended his hand and grabbed my ankle, then stared at me, his thin lips curled up into a curve, "So it's like that!"

"Stop staring at me with that kind of confident eyes!" I shook my foot and pulled it back from his palm. "Yes, I just dreamt that you and a woman were not up to no good. I just can't stand it! "

"Oh? Was he dreaming? Can you see what the woman looks like? " Hearing that, Wen Chu Yang's interest was piqued, he immediately went up to me and smiled.

"Wen Chu Yang, you have to push your luck even further!" I stared at him.

"Hehe, my wife, I have no other intentions. I was wondering, could what you dreamed was part of my memory? " Wen Chu Yang said, and stared at me with a serious expression. It was the memory I cared about, not the woman. No matter what you did with that woman back then, it was still a thousand years ago. "

Hearing him say this, I suddenly felt that I was rather petty.

"I just dreamt of a scene where the scenery is very beautiful. There's a veil with white gauze floating in it, and a woman sitting inside it playing the zither. She was wearing a pink dress, and then you stood by her side." I described the scene briefly, but when I woke up, the memories were blurry.

"What was I doing?" Wen Chu Yang asked curiously.

"She's looking at that woman lovingly!" I raised my voice and glared at him.

"..." Wen Chu Yang was startled by my sudden shout, and immediately laughed out loud: "My wife, you are really, really cute."

"Xiao-Xiao, what's so funny?" I rolled out of bed, too lazy to pay any more attention to him.

"My wife, tell me, could that woman be the mysterious person controlling Tan Xiao Min?" Wen Chu Yang maintained his original position and didn't understand, and asked me softly.

"Actually, I had the same idea." I turned around and nodded seriously. "It's a pity that I can't see your faces clearly."

"Oh? "Then how are you so sure that I'm the one standing next to her?" Wen Chu Yang looked at me in surprise.

"Um... By instinct! The person in the dream, no matter if it's clothes, body, movements and posture, they are all exactly the same as you. I recall that figure in the dream once again. I am truly certain that that person is Wen Chu Yang.

Before my consciousness had completely recovered, Wen Chu Yang had already stepped forward and pressed down on my body.

He was lying on his arms, leaning on the bed with both hands, looking down at me with a smug smile. "My wife, you're so cute. Your husband really wants to reward you."

I lay there stiffly, my eyes staring at Wen Chu Yang. Although I didn't want to admit it, it seemed like I could already predict what he would do next, but I didn't reject him.

"My wife, your husband really likes you more and more." As the curve grew larger, Wen Chu Yang's body got closer and closer to me. His long black hair slid down from his shoulders, tickling my neck as his face got closer and closer, and the cold air that assaulted my face didn't wake me up much. "Wen Chu Yang …"

The tip of his nose had already touched mine, and his long, narrow eyes were lowered. His gaze rested on my lips, while I stared greedily at the handsome man before me.

"Le Le, have you woken up? It's time for dinner! " With a few knocks on the door, his mother's voice came from outside.

My mind instantly cleared up and I suddenly opened my eyes. I subconsciously reached out my hand to push Wen Chu Yang to the side, then jumped down from the bed. I used a loud voice to cover my guilty heart, "I'm awake, I'm awake. I'm going out to eat now."

Just as I held my hand up against the door's handrail, Wen Chu Yang's arm stretched out from behind me. "Dong!" Wen Chu Yang pressed his hand on the door, and I felt a chill behind me, following that, Wen Chu Yang's lips moved close to my ear, and said in a low voice: "My wife, why are you escaping so quickly?"

"You, you, you … …. What are you doing! " At this moment, my heart was really thumping loudly. I was afraid that my heart would jump out of my throat when my mouth opened.

"What?" Wen Chu Yang smiled lightly, his body pasted once again on my back, and used an extremely charming voice to say: "What do I want my wife to do that is not clear in her heart?"

With that, he put his other hand around my neck and gently stroked it with his long fingers. When my whole body was almost numb, he grabbed my jaw with his hand and, with a little force, turned my face to his side.

My eyes were blurred, and other than Wen Chu Yang's sexy lips, I could not see anything else.

I slowly closed my eyes and waited for that moment, just as my lips began to feel a little cold.

"Bam!"

The door to my room was violently pushed open from the outside, followed by my mother's voice, "Le Le, what are you dawdling for! The food is getting cold! "

The door suddenly opened, and the board solidly struck my head, and then my head solidly smashed into Wen Chu Yang's nose …

Ugh! I'm really a bit suspicious. Mom, did you do it on purpose?

I glanced at Wen Chu Yang who was squatting on the ground and covering his nose, rubbing his head, I complained to my mother: "Mom, my head was knocked silly by you!"

"Isn't it because you didn't come out even after a long time? Let me see where you've come into contact with!" Mom pulled me over and carefully examined my head to make sure there were no major problems before relaxing.

"Yue Le, why are your face so red? "Fever?" "I'm sorry," Mom said, staring hard at my face. She reached for my forehead, turned to Dad, and said, "Dad, bring me the thermometer. It's like a fever."

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm really fine." I smiled guiltily as I waved my hand. Then, I sat down on the dining table. "I'm hungry. Let's start the meal!"

Dad turned on the TV and switched it on to the local news channel.

Over dinner, we discussed what had been said in the news. This was basically the way our whole family enjoyed entertainment.

I held my bowl and stared at the TV, thinking to myself, let me know what's going on in the days I haven't been paying attention to.

Halfway through the performance, a car accident story was interrupted. Following the camera lens, it could be seen that the scene was quite chaotic, and there were many spectators as well.

As I watched the television screen, I suddenly realized that this section of the road where the accident occurred was exactly the same place Zuo Xin Tong and I crashed into that white-clothed old granny yesterday.

At this moment, the reporter was interviewing the audience at the scene, and the camera lens intentionally or unintentionally took in the scene of the accident. A clear shot made me immediately stop eating, get up and head straight for the television set to take a closer look at the possibility.

This car that was in a car accident was the same car that had followed Zuo Xin Tong's car yesterday.

The camera turned and caught the dead man. Although there was a mosaic, I don't know why, but I had the intuition that the person in the car accident was the male driver from yesterday!

The ambulance dragged the injured person to the nearest Renmin Hospital.

"It's the Renmin Hospital again." I muttered to myself as I squatted in front of the TV.

Suddenly, I saw a white figure in a corner of the painting. It was slightly hunched and had a kind face. Even though it wasn't very clear, I could be sure that it was the old granny that I had been seeing for the past two days.

The grandmother's expression was not the familiar kind of smile, but rather she had been watching the scene of the accident in silence with her eyes.

Was there a connection?

"Music?" What's the matter with you? " Mom couldn't help but ask when she saw me squatting in front of the TV with a weird expression and talking to myself.

"Mom, I'll make a phone call first. I'll eat later." I got up, picked up the phone, and went out onto the balcony.