The boyfriend followed Zhao Yu into the door, and then closed the door fiercely: "My dad will definitely scold me if he knows about it." If you have already read this chapter, please move to : 新匕匕奇Chinese novel xinЫqi.Read the latest chapter, forget it, hide here for a few days. Hey, I guess my family's relationship with the Xiqin family has come to an end! ”

Zhao Yu was tired in her heart, although she hated her friends to death, but Xiqin was really dead, and she still died at her own door, but there was something unpleasant in her heart. Fear, to be exact.

Look at the clock on the wall, it's almost nine o'clock in the evening. After waking up in the morning, there was no peace, first the plants in the garden were covered with mold, then the water pipe in the house burst and flowed backwards, and finally Xiqin's body was dug up from under the garden. How exactly did she die? Why is it buried under the garden? It was buried vertically, leaving no traces. It was as if the ground had turned into liquid, and she sank defenselessly underground.

Could it be that everything that happened today has something to do with the death of a friend, right? Haunted by the undead? Zhao Yu looked around weakly, the lights in the room were bright, and her boyfriend was lazily soft on the sofa. Outside, where the light shines out, illuminates a foot in the garden. There was a big crater there, harshly provoking her nerves.

Zhao Yu immediately looked away, she always felt that if she looked any further, her friend's corpse would climb up from the pit, choke her neck, and ask for her life.

"There are no ghosts and gods in this world. Besides, I can't be blamed for her death. She comforted herself, but her whole body was trembling. I leaned on my boyfriend on the couch for a while, and I felt a wave of hunger in my stomach. Zhao Yu realized that since noon, she had not eaten anything at all.

"Are you hungry, I'm going to get some food?" She tuned her voice and tried to ask in a sweet voice. In the reluctance of men who have use value, she has always been weak, a good wife and mother, and takeaway and convenience food have never been with her. It is this kind of woman that men like.

"I'm a little hungry indeed." The boyfriend nodded.

"Wait a minute."

The snorting sound made her boyfriend feel much better, and he nodded, smiled maliciously, and slapped her upright ass.

"Nasty." Zhao Yu turned around and took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and made a few specialty dishes. She often practices cooking, so the dishes are also delicious.

"Home cooking, hehe, I like it." The boyfriend couldn't help but move his index finger when he looked at the delicate side dishes.

"Wait, let's go take a shower before eating. It's been messy all day, and I'm stinking to death. Zhao Yu put a lid on the food and hugged him from behind, his eyes were full of love and **. That pitiful expression can arouse a man's desire for pity. In a sense, it's a waste of talent for her not to be an artist.

"Yes, take a shower." The boyfriend immediately forgot the hunger in his stomach and laughed evilly as he carried her into the bathroom. After a while, the two returned to the restaurant.

"It's time to eat." She sat down at the table with a smile on her face, clapping her hands happily, as if she had completely forgotten the unpleasant experiences of the whole day.

Her boyfriend sat down with a satisfied look on his face, and suddenly, a strange smell came into his nose. He frowned and asked, "Did you smell anything?" ”

"Stink?" Zhao Yu's heart trembled, and he looked left and right like a frightened bird. The room was quiet and bright, with no signs of another burst.

"It's not like it smells, but it doesn't smell good either. It's complicated, I can't describe it. The boyfriend thought for a while: "It's like a pair of feet that haven't been washed for a long time and smell of water." ”

"It's disgusting, I don't have an appetite for what I'm talking about." Zhao Yu made a disgusting expression.

"Haha, don't talk about it, eat, eat." The boyfriend laughed: "Hurry up and uncover it, let me see what you cooked." ”

"There is something you like, didn't you say last time that you went to Sichuan and liked the taste of Kung Pao Chicken? I tried to do it. Zhao Yu lifted the lid on the side dishes.

The brightly colored kung pao chicken exudes a steaming smell that appeals to the appetite at first sight.

"Here, take a bite. Yes! Zhao Yu picked up a chopstick and fed it into her boyfriend's mouth.

The boyfriend grinned and chewed, making a look of enjoyment while biting. But after a few seconds, his expression changed, and the originally sweet Kung Pao chicken in his mouth seemed to taste something wrong. A nauseous taste rushed into the taste buds and infected the entire nerves. His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly spit out all the things that had been chewed in his mouth.

Zhao Yu was sprayed, she was stunned, and asked blankly: "What's wrong with you, you don't like to eat?" ”

"Damn, what did you do?" The boyfriend scolded sharply: "Is it eaten by people?" ”

"Smell problem?" Zhao Yu didn't know why, she wiped the food residue on her face with a tissue. It's strange, I tasted it deliberately when I came out of the pot, and the taste was quite confident. She took a chopstick and put it in her mouth, and soon spit it out.

The taste of Kung Pao Chicken has completely changed, becoming indescribably unpalatable, and there is a rotten musty smell.

"How so!" Her head was a little confused, and she hurriedly lifted all the lids.

"This, what is this!" The boyfriend was so frightened that he rolled off the stool, even crawled to the corner of the sofa, clasped his throat and vomited vigorously, vomiting so much that the digestive juices in his stomach flowed out.

Zhao Yu didn't move, no, she was so frightened that she couldn't move. She felt like her soul had been drained out, and there was only one thought left in her head.

The ghost of Xiqin haunts her! Xiqin is back, a former friend, and now she is back to take revenge on her, and she is looking for her life!

I saw that on the dining table in front of her, the dishes on the table were covered with a layer of white flowers and mildew. The catkins-like filament is definitely not as beautiful as catkins, but full of weirdness and nausea. The appearance of mildew is familiar, it is something that Zhao Yu has only seen today, and it also accounts for the whole garden in the morning. How can this fungus that grows on plants grow on food, and it is only half an hour from the time it is made to the table.

What fungus can multiply so fast? Haunted by ghosts, absolutely haunted by ghosts!

"Xichen is back." Zhao Yu was stunned, repeating in a numb voice: "We betrayed her, she died, and she turned into a ghost to come back to take revenge on us." ”

"How is that possible!" The boyfriend vomited on the ground, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. It seems that the air around is filled with inexplicable pressure. He raised his head forcibly and said in a trembling voice, "We didn't kill her. ”

"Heh, who knows." Zhao Yu didn't know whether to cry or laugh, pulling his face, showing an expression of crying and laughing.

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