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I, who was still feeling dizzy due to the stinky liquid and violent movements just now, didn't understand what Song Nan meant by that.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, what did I say tomorrow? He's here! He heard me talking to Lu Qinglang!

This sultry man, if he's unhappy, just say it! Why do you have to bite me like this!

I wrapped my arms around his neck and stuffed the remaining stench in his mouth. He was stunned for a moment before he started to linger around me.

After the cloud rain, I curled up in his arms as usual, his cool body temperature like poison, I think I was a little too poisoned.

Feeling a little tired, I closed my eyes and lazily asked him, "Did you follow me since a long time ago? "You only came when I called for you."

"Did you call me?" Song Nan's voice sounded suspicious, it was not an act. That's right, I was testing Lu Qinglang back then, so I didn't call him over. This vengeful old pervert, what happened to him?

"Fine, I didn't call you. I didn't call you!" I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my face against his. "Song Nan, I want to go back."

I know I've done nothing since I came here, but I want to go back, to think about the simple days of the day, to cherish my last moments with my family, to spend less and less of the day, and I can't go on wasting it.

Song Nan suddenly sat up. I looked at him in confusion and found that the doubt in his eyes was more than mine. "Who is Song Nan?"

Assi! What do you mean? Was he really not Song Nan? Did I sleep in the wrong place?

"You're not Song Nan?" I immediately got up and pulled the blanket over myself to wrap myself up. This was going to be a big deal, could it be the Ghost King?!

No, that's not right, the Ghost King had that charm that he couldn't hide no matter what, he definitely wasn't the Ghost King! Could it be Song Nan who didn't know me?

Despite not knowing me, he had always been following me. Could it be that he was invited by Chen Xing as well? Don't tell me you want to kill me too?

I saw that Song Nan didn't have any killing intent in his eyes, so I calmed down a little and asked, "What's your name?"

Song Nan was silent for a long time, and then he said: "I don't have a name."

No name? Heh, how is this possible? I hadn't expected him to tell me anyway. I had to think about something more important. He didn't know me, but I slept with him, and it was bigger than any of us had ever been before.

I think it's normal to go through the motions step by step. Exploring together is an unspeakable matter in a second. But right now, to him, I am a complete stranger. Wouldn't it seem like I have no morals if we were like this?

Just as he was at a loss as to whether I should take it or not, Song Nan still held onto his earliest question and asked me, "Did your husband really say that you've let go?"

I thought that if I also gave him a slap, he might let me go so easily like Lu Qinglang.

Who knew that Song Nan would follow up with another sentence, "I think it's not bad, to have such a level of ability after giving birth to a child, listening to it is not easy."

I swear, if I can't kill him, my surname won't be Zhang!

Pulling away the covers, I reached for his neck. A child! A child! It doesn't matter if I'm born or not, it's still yours! You have no conscience!

I muttered, and I did my best. Song Nan said indifferently: "I'm not human, it's useless for you to pinch me."

Nonsense, if I didn't know you were a ghost, how could I say, "If I can't beat him down, I won't be surnamed Zhang"?

After venting, I let go. Looking at the bruises on his neck that I had pinched out, I was quite satisfied.

This time, Song Nan was no longer calm, no one knew how he saw the bruises, he touched them all over in surprise: "You know I'm not human, but you're not afraid, you can even scratch my body, who the hell are you?!"

Even though it was my first time seeing me, I was still very upset, so I said, "I'm your great-aunt!"

Song Nan replied seriously: "My grandma died before me, you can't be her."

Eh? I don't know if it's my imagination, but why is Song Nan a little dazed now? There was nothing dark and deep about him like when I met him. The most important thing was that it felt very easy to bully!

I put on a big tail like a wolf and said to him, "Hey! "You can call me Song Nan from now on!"

"Song Nan?" He repeated the name and frowned, not liking it.

"Yes, Song Nan." I said domineeringly: "I will call you Song Nan from now on!"

He reached out and pulled me into his arms, pressing me down on the bed. "Whatever you say, I don't have a name. "However …"

His hands began to move up and down his scarred skin, and my higher body temperature caused the itch to build up into a tiny electric current that spread to his bones, numbing him.

"Shouldn't you give me some rewards …"

Perhaps the reward was more tempting. He asked for it again and again all night long, until the sun rose. I don't need to stand on my head, I think I can successfully get pregnant.

Little White! Right, I still haven't figured out what Song Nan said about me being angry at Bai Xiao. What is going on? Was it because my nerves were blocked that caused the hallucination?

Oh my goodness, I missed him so much!

Song Nan put his hand on my sore waist, massaging lightly or heavily: "What are you thinking about? You don't want to sleep any longer? "

I didn't know if I should tell him what happened after that. I subconsciously felt that it wouldn't be good if I told him, so I casually replied, "I miss my son!"

Song Nan's hands paused for a moment before he continued massaging me. How could he care?

I'm becoming more and more convinced that this isn't a memory or a vision. I'm just going back into the past.

This feeling of certainty made me inexplicably excited. I won't tell Song Nan what happened between him and me. Wait until I leave him and return to my time, then we'll see what he does!

The more I thought about it, the more pleased I became. I hugged my pillow and laughed happily.

However, I soon lost my smile, because when I went to take a shower, the room was empty except for seven hundred dollars on the bed.

Damn you old pervert, you really sold me out!

However, since he's been following me around, he should know that I'm not that kind of person. He probably left me some money because he thinks I'm lacking money.

I was still in an awkward situation. Coming out of the hotel, I walked down the street feeling that someone was watching me.

The one that was eaten first should be of the Taoists. The other two that he caught were cultivators. Then, Song Nan was an old ghost. Chen Xing had hired so many experts, what was he planning to do?

I really wanted to go find Lu Qinglang, but without him, I didn't know where to go to find him.

After strolling around for a bit, I returned to Zhu Cheng's house. I easily felt a sense of security in a familiar place. After calculating that I had come to write the time like this, Zhu Cheng's home was the place I was most familiar with.

I had already memorized the address of Zhu Cheng's house, the soreness all over my body and the small sum of money I had just made, making me unhesitatingly take a taxi.

I fell asleep in the car. After who knows how long, the elder brother of the driver woke me up with a worried look on his face. No matter how much I call you, you shouldn't. I was so scared that I almost dragged you to the hospital. "

My mind was still a little muddled. I waved my hand towards the chauffeur and said, "No, it's nothing. Big brother, I was just a little too excessively indulgent …"

The scene was too awkward. After stuffing the money into the driver's pocket, I hurriedly escaped from the car under the driver's surprised and slightly disgusted gaze.

Why is it that my words are becoming more and more out of my control?

To tell the truth, I wanted to slap myself.

In my self-reproach, when I reached Zhu Chengzheng's house, I found the key to open the door, and the thick smell of blood assaulted me.

F * ck me! What had happened?

As he ran, he prayed in his heart. Perhaps Zhu Cheng was just buying a chicken and killing it for himself to play with.

But, who the f * ck was so free as to buy themselves a chicken to play with!