Ghost Husband: The Beloved of the Underworld
Enemies in Blankets

In the darkness, Yeji felt a figure behind her slowly standing up from the ground.

Yeji knew it was Irene, but not knowing when, she was already standing still behind her, her pale face revealing a hint of mixed emotions.

"This ghost is still shallow, with your strength, it is impossible to be attacked by it, and you are the only one who buried the gourd in the ground with me during the day. Although I don't want to believe that you will count me, there is no other possibility than your collusion with him."

Yeji finished speaking in one breath and silently looked at Irene, hoping she would open her mouth to explain to her.

However, there was only silence in response.

Irene's eyes were sad, revealing a hint of doubt and unbearable that Yeji could not read.

He does not speak, represents consent.

Suddenly, a hint of anger appeared in his chest, which was the anger of being tricked by someone he trusted.

Yeji asked coldly, "Why did you deliberately release the ghost? To take me to the bottom of the well?"

Irene's lips trembled, as if there was an unspeakable bitterness, but she did not speak at all.

Darkness flicked his finger, and the male ghost that was fixated on the ground was instantly collected into the gourd.

It was Jaemin, who was now standing still behind him and grabbing his shoulder.

In fact, as soon as they fell to the bottom of this well, after she detected Irene's grunt, she knew something was strange, so she pretended to leave, she said, it deliberately left Yeji alone in the darkness to bring the snake out of the hole.

Sure enough, the two colluded together to count his snakes.

Irene took a few steps back, and seemed a little afraid of Jaemin.

Irene looked back at him and shook her head, whispering, "Sorry ... I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to hurt you."

With one move, Irene would escape from the well.

Jaemin's face sank, how could he let him escape so easily.

A white light flashed, Irene exclaimed, and was immediately entangled in the vines that appeared on the ground, trapped in place.

"Why count it?" Jaemin asked coldly.

Irene bit the corner of her lips hard, her pale face became increasingly bloody, but she refused to say anything.

Jaemin raised his eyes lightly, and his hand suddenly conjured a black vine and smashed into Irene's chest.

"Aaaaaa" Irene shouted in pain.

But at that moment, his chest also mysteriously struck a sharp pain like a knife, as if after ten thousand arrows pierced through his heart, a layer of salt was sprinkled on his wound.

What the hell's going on? Yeji covered her chest in horror and broke out in cold sweat.

"What's wrong with you?" Jaemin also noticed Yeji's strangeness and couldn't help but look at her painful face in astonishment.

"Quick, quickly release him ..."

Yeji noticed the problem and hurriedly pointed to Irene.

Jaemin's expression changed, and he immediately stopped, and the pain disappeared.

Yeji looked at Irene in disbelief, and she looked back at him in astonishment.

Why so?

Jaemin tortured him, and he too will be hurt!

What is the way this cruel woman uses it?

Yeji became angry for a moment, rushed over and slapped Irene without hesitation.

"What means! What kind of magic are you doing? It really connects our pain!"

As a result, Irene received a slap from her, but did not react angrily.

He just stared at Yeji with wide, stunned eyes, as if he saw something extraordinary.

"You talk!" Yeji couldn't bear her appearance of pretending to be stupid and stunned, and couldn't help but ask.

After a long time, he gradually returned from his petrified mouth, but shook his head slightly, "No way ..."

Yeji raised an eyebrow.

He lowered his eyes indifferently and never spoke again.

Yeji looked at him disappointed and sighed: "Irene, I always thought of you as my friend, but I was blind!"

Yeji grabbed Jaemin and turned around, "Let him take care of himself."

But when Yeji leaves, she hears Irene whispering behind her, "I don't consider you a friend."

That day, when the sent ghost arrives, Yeji hands over the gourd containing the male ghost, and the ghost sends him back to the underworld.

And Miss Zhang, who was saved, was also sent home by Yeji and Jaemin, and she was still pounding and could not stop thanking them.

Jaemin performed the Amnesia Spell, and he quickly fell into bed and fell asleep.

Before coming, the ghost sent a clear picture of the male ghost.

This young lady of Zhang was Zhang Feng'er, the daughter of an official family in his previous life, but she made a personal lifetime agreement with an ordinary People, she went to the capital to rush the examination, she went to the capital to rush the examination, and agreed with Feng'er, and after returning, he would ask for a kiss, but he fell off the list, returning to the township with a lost soul, he said, and discovered that Feng'er had long been married to someone else.

Xiucai, who was hit by a double blow, blackened in anger, and actually sneaked into Zhang's house at night, desperately trying to disrespect Feng'er, and was beaten to death by the family who rushed in. So after death, the grudge did not change, turned into a demon and wandered alone in the human world for a hundred years, he said, and finally found Miss Zhang who was reincarnated and came to him to find hatred from his previous life.

Yeji could only sigh, what a bad story.

Dare to be a ghost catcher, was it to settle a brief tear on this old man?

No wonder Jaemin didn't let him do it, thinking that he was in the underworld, he heard countless ghostly grievances every day, and he would die of annoyance.

When he returned home that night, Jaemin was moody and silent.

Yeji hides from her and secretly runs to make a deal with Shotaro, and knows that he must be mad at her.

Sure enough, as soon as Yeji entered the room, she sat on the sofa, her eyes as deep as a proud king, and she stared at him coldly.

"When did you go look for Shotaro?" His voice was low, revealing a hint of displeasure.

The eyes of the inked eagle were as cold as a pond, and Yeji did not dare to lie at all, "I went looking for him after seeing you get a headache that day."

"It's like you don't remember your husband's words at all."

His eyes grew sharper, as if he could pierce through all the pretenses in his heart, and Yeji panicked at the sight.

"No, I just want to help you." Yeji explained anxiously, but the more he spoke, the calmer he was, and Yeji had no confidence at all.

He looked at her for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Come here."

The deep voice emitted an undoubted power.

Yeji did not move, still standing where she was.

His eyes sank, and his fingers lightly tapped on the table.

In an instant, a powerful force pushed his back, and his body involuntarily rushed towards him.

It just so happened to fall into his arms.

Jaemin hooked his lips and hugged her.

"You're really getting more disobedient."

jaemin carried her to his lap, wrapped his arms around Yeji's waist, and stared at her playfully.

"I care about you." Yeji's voice was as small as a mosquito.

Stared excitedly by him up close, his face instantly blushed like an apple.

"I don't need you to care about me this way." Jaemin leaned over his ears and lowered his voice, "You know which one I want."

The hoarse voice was so stifling that it tickled his ears and chest soared.

In an instant, Yeji was carried to the bed by her.

"What are you saying, just think of it as your husband's repayment together this time."

Jaemin stood by the bed and looked at her demeaningly.

Yeji panicked and continued moving into the big bed, trying to get away from her.

"Not this time, can you get it next time?"

"There's no next time, little thing."

Jaemin leaned over, grabbed his ankle, and dragged Yeji down.

"There's no point if you beg me tonight."

As soon as those words fell, his cold body covered her and kissed her lips deeply ...