Dianille

Xia Han sat down on the bed dejectedly. He held the key in his hand while his thoughts drifted a little far away. Hey. What if the little beauty doesn't like him? Just when Xia Han sighed 108 times, a sudden chill came to his side, and his body was pushed down. His icy body was covered, and the coolness spread on his lips. Xia Han stared and saw the person who was kissing him, so he gave up struggling. Little beauty kiss him! Happy. Xia Han cooperated with Chu Zheng's kiss, but gradually felt that his body could not support it. It was too cold... He was freezing. "Little beauty... slow down..." Xia Han muttered. Chu Zheng released him, left his body, and wrapped him in a quilt. "It's cold?" "It's not cold." Xia Han shivered from the cold. The cold breath circulated in the body, and it couldn't be warmed no matter what. Such contact was much colder than physical contact. "Stubborn." Chu Zheng dismant...

After packing up and standing in front of Chu Zheng, Xia Han asked. "Why do I need to pack up?" "Go down the mountain." She was fed up with running back and forth between Dongfu City and Taokong Mountain! Anyway, this Taokong Mountain is not a good place for this weak chicken, it is better to take him to Dongfu City. Most importantly, she just stole the card... Ah bah, take it back. Can those people in Taokong Mountain just let it go? So many annoying people, it is better to go directly. "Going down the mountain?" Xia Han was startled: "But I..." "Two million is enough for you to live in Dongfu City." Chu Zheng said, "Are you going?" Xia Han looked at the place where he had lived for more than ten years and hesitated. "If you don't leave, I’ll leave." Chu Zheng walked down the mountain and the evil ghost followed Chu Zheng. Follow the boss to have meat to eat. He didn't want to follow ...

The next time, the Taoist took out what he had learned all his life to fool Murong Yi. Murong Yi was not that easy to deceive, and the Taoist priest had no real skills, so the progress was slow. During this period, Xia Han sent several text messages to Chu Zheng. Chu Zheng adhered to the spirit of 'boring spam messages, refuse to reply’, and successfully accumulated text messages from a few to dozens. She also admired this weak chicken’s perseverance. With this free time, it’s better for him to squat a few more times. It’s more useful when he was running away. Chu Zheng left Murong Yi's house. It was late at night and no pedestrians could be seen on the road. There was fog spread out of nowhere. Chu Zheng paused and looked into the distance. In the depths of the fog, a dark shadow gradually approached. The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. The shadow gradually revealed a human shape, and two tall evil spirits stood in front of her fiercely. "...

The car screeched to a stop and a lot of people squeezed in. The empty seats in the back were instantly filled, and Chu Zheng floated to the side to avoid being seated. There were so many people so Xia Han didn't dare to speak. He could only quietly signal to Chu Zheng and let her sit on him. Chu Zheng glanced at him, turned around and floated out of the car. She slowly followed from outside the car. Xia Han’s cheek was pressed on the window. His arms were very warm, why didn't the little beauty sit? The car stopped at Taokong Mountain, which also a scenic spot. Many people made a special trip to find Taokong Mountain's Tianshi, and many people got off the bus here. Senior Brother Long Braid and the others walked almost at the same time. He turned around and greeted Xia Han: "Where's the card that Mr. Jiang gave you?" The young man blinked: "Senior brother, this is given to me by Mr. Jiang." The long braided senior brother frowned sli...

The female ghost was chased by them and ran around the villa. From time to time, she broke something inside the villa and made a crackling noise. The long-braided brother and the trio seemed to be trapped by the female ghost. At this time, the female ghost dragged Mr. Jiang and rushed into a room. Mr. Jiang was also extremely tragic. During the dragging, he was hit and had scars all over his body. Chu Zheng motioned for Xia Han to follow. Xia Han took a deep breath and walked into the room with a pile of props. There was a gloomy wind in the room, Mr. Jiang was lying on the bed, and the female ghost was like a spider, squatting next to Mr. Jiang. The female ghost grinned: "Do you want to meddle?" This is for Chu Zheng. "I don't want to." I bought all the props, so I cannot waste them! "Then why are you dealing with me!!" The female ghost was angry. "You hurt people." Chu Zheng was righteous. Eliminate harm for the people...

Xia Han was dragged in by Senior Brother Changpai and was questioned. The items in Dianjin Pavilion were clearly priced. You could by as much as you want, but the minimum price was 10,000 yuan. Xia Han really didn't know who gave it to him. Of course, he didn't think about Chu Zheng at all. After all, Chu Zheng was a ghost. "Xia Han, did you do something outrageous outside?" "I just thought he was weird." The girl snorted coldly with contempt in her eyes. What's the use of looking good? In their work, strength is the most important. "Xia Han, hurry up and tell the truth!" Senior Brother Long Braid became impatient and serious. Xia Han: "I really don't know..." No matter who sent these things, in their hearts, he must have obtained them by improper means. Even senior brother thought so... So, no matter how much he explained, it was useless. Xia Han fell silent, not wanting to explain any more. - Just whe...

-Dianjin Pavilion headquarter- "Damn, who is this!" A man suddenly shouted: "Come here and see." "What are you looking at? I'm busy. Just now, Taokong Mountain asked me to send him props. It's need to delivered in the afternoon." That being said, but people still gathered and the rest also join to look at that person's screen. The scene was a little quiet. Finally someone broke the silence: "This... Is this a stupid son of the landlord's family?" - The stupid son of the landlord's family didn't know that she was noted as a big customer with 'a stupid person and a lot of money'. She floated beside Xia Han and watched him eat breakfast. There were only Xia Han and Senior Brother Long Braid on the dining table. Mr. Jiang refused to go downstairs and stayed in his room. Xia Han glanced at her from time to time. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, showing a beautiful smile. His eyelashes...

Mr. Jiang's real estate company planned a commercial real estate, but when the area was demolished, it ran into trouble. The residents were asking for high prices. Mr. Jiang thought of many ways, but there were still several families who didn’t move out. That female ghost was the daughter of one of them. Mr. Jiang said that she fell to her own death and had nothing to do with him. "This incident has been reported in the news. It really has nothing to do with me. Why does she want to pester me?” Mr. Jiang was afraid and angry. The long-braided brother checked the news. There were also pictures of the girl in the news. She was wearing a school uniform and at the best time of life, full of youthful charm. "Mr. Jiang, I hope you don't lie to me, it's about your life." Senior Brother Long Braid reminded solemnly. "What I said is real……" Xia Han tilted his head to look at Chu Zheng. He opened his lips and asked in a very low voice, ...

Murong Yi returned home. "Husband, are you back?" Tang Yiyue was wearing home clothes and a mask: "Didn't you say it would be late?" Murong Yi's face was pale: "Yiyue, I received a text message." "What's wrong with you?" Tang Yiyue found that something was wrong with Murong Yi: "What text message?" Murong Yi only felt that his hands and feet were cold. He touched his mobile phone several times before he took it out. Tang Yiyue took the phone suspiciously. It's a bank transfer, but the content above... [Difu Bank] Your account number 8907 received a transfer of 1000 from Qiao Chuzheng. Qiao Chuzheng. These three words were enough to make Tang Yiyue afraid. She threw away the phone: "Husband...this...is this a prank?" She is dead! "Yiyue, Yiyue..." Murong Yi pointed at the TV, which was slowly showing a handwriting. -- I'm back. "What!" Tang Yiyue screamed unt...