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Name:The Wife of a Ghost Author:
You call me Master.

However, his lips seemed to be just right thick. Although it wasn't unkind to be extra, it definitely wasn't as beautiful as it was now.

Of course, those words weren't enough to shock me. What really stunned me for a moment were those blood-red eyes of mine.

I have seen so many kinds of eyes in books, black brown blue green, but not red!

And it was so naturally popular. They were like two rubies that were born from a glorious world and were not bound by the laws of the mortal world.

Also, those eyes, why did they look so familiar with red? It was as if it had been imprinted into his bone marrow. But I can't remember who he was.

I was so engrossed in watching that my legs which were hidden under the blanket were a little numb from the pressure. I tried to move a little, but just like that, I met with an ice-cold feeling.

My heart suddenly thumped. After some time, he lowered his head and saw that the silk covering me was white as snow. His gaze followed along the bulge of the blanket, and on the last snow-white line, as expected, it was his icy chest.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I let out a sharp scream, thinking that I was not familiar with this place, and that even if I did, no one would come to my rescue, and that it might attract someone else, so I quickly swallowed the last of the scream and jerked my body back so hard that I almost hit the bed rail.

I tugged at the feather coat on my chest and looked at him in panic. "Who are you?"

He seemed dissatisfied with my gesture, frowned, then straightened up.

The snow-white blanket slid down from his body, revealing a large area of chest that was even whiter than the blanket. "Don't you remember me?" "No," I say.

I was stunned for a moment and continued to panic. However, I was able to speak a lot more fluently, "Do you remember me?" Do we know each other? "

Actually, when he said that, I thought of a way to strike up a conversation. However, even if it was a conversation, the person who answered would first ask, "Have we met before?" and then be rejected by the person who answered, "I don't know you." Or the person who answered would ask, "Do you remember me?" To agree to or to dutifully agree to.

But the words "You don't remember me?" What does that mean?

Even though he was good-looking, it was useless to appear in my bed for no reason, no matter how good-looking he was!

I silently moved my legs under the blanket. I felt that there were still clothes on my body, and my heart that was in my throat relaxed by a large amount. His voice was finally not as agitated as before.

"I don't remember you. "Who are you?"

That person's brows became even more tense. His two sword-like eyebrows squeezed out a sharp straight sword from between his eyebrows. It seemed as if he could cut a person's throat at any time.

He said to me, "Then do you remember who you are?"

Of course I remember that. My name is Yan Nuo, and it was even my grandma who gave me that name.

"Are you a strange person? How could I not remember myself? You, on the other hand, haven't told me who you are. And why are we in the same bed? "

He pretended to be calm. I tried my best to make my tone calm and rational, giving the impression that Mount Tai had collapsed before me. This was the only way I could suppress the other party, or even stand at the same level as him. If the other party wanted to do me harm, I could still fight for a sliver of the right to negotiate.

This was the importance of reason. In self-protection classes, the teacher had emphasized this aspect when he talked about how to meet a criminal. I kept the words running back and forth in my head until they finally gave me the basics. I could speak fluently.

But my legs were shaking like sieve chaff under the covers.

The man hesitated, his crimson eyes darting back and forth over me. I was shocked and hurriedly hugged my shirt tightly to my chest and retreated a good distance back. This time, I actually collided with the railing.

"What are you trying to do?" I asked in horror.

With a single movement, I threw all the calmness I had accumulated into the shredder. The shredder shattered into a mess.

He looked at me with a smile in his eyes, and then he leaned over me as I leaned against the railing. There was no way for me to step back any more.

I had been ticklish since I was a kid, but there was a strand of his long hair hanging down my face, and the itch immediately distracted me.

The back of my head was pressed against the railing, and my eyes were no more than five centimeters away from Ben's face. I could even feel his breath in my ear, and the vague ambiguity of what he was saying at close range.

He whispered in my ear, "My name is Zi Ye, I'm your husband."

I was startled by the sound of a thunderclap outside the door, but I was very grateful that God had managed to make some noise and save me at that moment.

Zi Ye's ice-cold hand had already touched my waist. If I was even a little bit later, I would have cried for help.

I pushed Zi Ye away from me. I didn't push him, but the distance between us widened a bit. Is it raining? "

I pretended to look around. I didn't need to look around to know that I wasn't in my house or dorm. Then I must have been "invited" by him! I sort of didn't want to use the word "catch" on this person, because I didn't feel anything dangerous about him. It's just that I don't think I'd be in danger if I were in the same room with him again. He might be in danger.

"Uhm, it's thunder. Is it raining outside?" I think I better go home, otherwise my parents will be worried. " After saying that, he quickly turned around and prepared to get off the bed. However, due to my poor physical fitness, a girl like me was ultimately unable to earn a man and was pulled back. And this time I fell straight into his cold arms. I felt goosebumps all over my body, and my whole body tightened.

"What are you doing!"

Zi Ye's hand appeared behind me and climbed onto my back. "It's not Lei. Don't worry."

I wanted to cry.

As a female student, the moment I opened my eyes, I saw an unfamiliar man lying beside me. I could have left just now, but now, I've grabbed him and placed him on his chest.

If I had a cell phone right now, I'd call the police immediately!

"I should have left even if it wasn't for Lei." I struggled to get up, but the more I struggled, the more he restrained me, and for a moment I didn't sit up.

"I saved you, and you want to leave?" "No," I say.

"When did you save me?" Kidnapping is more like it! I changed my struggles and began to drill around in his arms, trying to find out if there was any weak spot where he could get out.

"When I saved you, you fainted, so you naturally didn't know. But I saved you is the truth, don't tell me you still want to deny it?" Ziye picked out a lock of my hair and held it in his hand. It really did feel like a couple doing the most ordinary thing a couple could do.

But I still can't remember when he saved me.

I slowed my struggling pace. "Explain it clearly. What's going on?"

"You were hit on the head by a rock rolling down from the mountain and fainted by the roadside. I passed by and saved you."

Why does it feel like I picked it up instead of saving it?

He grabbed the back of my head and lifted my face from his chest. "You didn't even say thank you before you left?"

His hand purposely touched the back of my neck, and a sharp pain came from the spot where I had just woken up from the pain.

Good! I admit now that he saved me! He didn't pick me up.

I looked at his face hesitantly, but something didn't feel right! Logically speaking, if you saved me, you should have just put me on the bed. Why did you lie on it yourself?

As if he knew what I was thinking, his eyes flashed with red light as he said, "You've been unconscious for an entire day and night, but I have nowhere to sleep. You can't let me sleep on the ground, can you?"

That seemed to make sense.

"And," he suddenly lifted me up, "since I have saved you, shouldn't you devote yourself to me?"

Before I could even react to my words, my vision blurred. A large area of pure white that couldn't be differentiated in any direction started to spin. I could even see the world spinning around me and the dizziness caused by the rapid rotation of my cells.

Suddenly, just as I was about to faint, I felt a cold sensation on my collarbone. I jumped in fright, and the feeling in my body immediately returned to my brain. When I focused my eyes, I saw darkness.

The nerves in my collarbone woke up after I focused my eyes on them. That icy cold sensation focused on my collarbone and exploded on my entire body. I couldn't think for a while.

When he came back to his senses, the black had already reached his waist.

Startled, I reached out to push him, but he held me so tightly that I couldn't move.

"What are you doing!?" Let me go! "En …" I don't know where he just came into contact with, but my entire body suddenly felt numb. Even the stern rebuke from my mouth changed in the end.

When I heard my own voice, I wanted to kill myself! How could he make such a sound when defending his innocence at such a crucial moment!?

I continued to struggle, but gradually realized that my struggles were useless, that I had lost both physically and physically.

The most shameful thing was that he seemed to have put a button on my body. As soon as he touched me, the little strength I had just gathered immediately collapsed into pieces, broken like sand, and I couldn't even squeeze it.

After struggling for an unknown amount of time, I suddenly stopped. He climbed up from my waist, and his impeccable appearance was suspended above me. His lips curled up slightly, and the sun and moon immediately paled.

If it weren't for the fact that there was something between my legs that I couldn't relax, I would definitely be so mesmerized by this man who was so frivolous to me that I couldn't tell which way was which.

Strange to say, my mind has always been clear. I know that I must never have excessive physical contact with a stranger. Even holding hands depends on whether my heart is willing or not, and whether that person is the right person to do so.

But now, I couldn't control myself at all. I knew that I didn't know the person on my body, but my body seemed to have left my brain, as if I had a memory of this person.

I took a deep, shaky breath. It took almost all of my patience just to calm myself down and speak without shaking.

I stared into his eyes. "When did you know me? What does it have to do with me?"

"We've known each other for a long time. I just said that I'm your husband."

Oh right, he just said he's my husband! But what era was it now? Where was there anyone called hubby?

Zi Ye, who was trapped in the silk blanket, moved slightly. My face flared up as I hastily fled for my life. After dodging his attack, I said, "Wait a moment, I haven't finished questioning you."