"Ziqing, I'm going, you can listen."

"Yeah, Aunt Li, be careful."

Li Dazui nodded and floated out.

She first went to Hong Xiaohui's room. Her room was pink and it looked very dreamy. She slept on the soft big bed with a doll in her arms.

Just like a princess.

Let’s look at Hong Ziqing’s room again, it’s so monotonous that it’s cold.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Li Dazui lay beside the bed and cried softly in Hong Xiaohui's ear.

No, no, it's not scary.

Li Dazui changed his position and continued to scream deeply.

She was about to scream and she was about to make a fuck, but Hong Xiaohui didn't react at all, and she even snored. She was sleeping so hard.

Forget it, forget it, I'm still a child, if you want to grow up, I won't be able to mess with her.

Li Dazui turned around and went to Hong Jianhui's room.

The quality of sleep for these two people is not that good.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yu Weiwei heard the desolate crying in a daze, and she pushed Hong Jianhui next to her.

"Jianhui, do you hear any sound?"

Hong Jianhui rubbed his eyes, "No, you're dreaming."

"Squeak squeak ~"

The sound of nails slashing across the floor makes people feel goosebumps.

Hong Jianhui sat up and reached out to turn on the bed light, "The light is broken."

Yu Weiwei hugged Hong Jianhui's arm in fear, and the two of them turned on the light with their mobile phones and moved slowly out of bed.

They used the light to shine around, but there was nothing, but the squeaking sound was in the room.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Can you please accompany me? I miss you so much~ How can you hold other women~"

A desolate and gloomy sound rang in the room.

"Squeak squeak."

Hong Jianhui still had some courage, otherwise he would not be able to be where he is today. He shouted, "Whoever pretends to be a ghost here, let me come out, and if I don't come out, I will call the police."

He would not believe that when ghosts and gods say that someone must have sneaked here to scare them, for money.

He has seen many such people.

"Squeak~"

"Squeak~"

"Squeak~"

The sound of nails passed through their hearts one after another, and Yu Weiwei trembled all over in fear.

Hong Jianhui looked around with his cell phone. The room was so big, there was nowhere. Could it be that he had the speaker?

"Jian... Jianhui, bed...under the bed."

Yes, there is no check under the bed.

Hong Jianhui lay on the ground, holding his cell phone and took a photo under the bed.

"Hehe!"

"ah."

Hong Jianhui was so scared that he threw away his cell phone, and he was really under the bed.

He and Yu Weiwei hugged each other tightly and retreated. They watched in horror as a dry hand stretched out from under the bed.

"Squeak squeak."

The long nails slashed on the ground and made a squeaking sound.

Slowly, her head came out, her hair covered her face, and she slowly crawled out like a spider.

She crawled towards Hong Jianhui and his wife step by step.

"Jianhui, why don't you want me anymore? For this woman, you don't want me anymore~"

"You said that we will be together for the rest of our lives, then... let's be together forever~"

Li Dazui suddenly raised her head, revealing her terrible face, without eyes, and grinning. The black teeth looked particularly scary.

"Ah, ghost."

Yu Weiwei ran out with a scare screaming loudly.

Hong Jianhui did not run away, he looked at the female ghost crawling towards him.

"You... are you Xiaoping?"

"It's not me, it's not me that I'm causing you, it's you who were hit by walking without paying attention. We said we were together for life, but, I fell in love with Vivi, she was an accident, Xiaoping, you should help us."

Li Dazui heard it was so popular.

A slutty man, he still says such shameless words when he cheated.

Li Dazui soared into the air, and her whole body emitted a red light.

"Hong...Jian...Hui, I want you... to die."

"ah!"

Li Dazu screamed, and all the lights in the house exploded, even outside.

Hong Xiaohui was awakened by the harsh sound and the sound of shattering glass.

She ran out without wearing her baby shoes in her arms.

"Dad, mom, what's wrong, what's wrong."

"Xiaohui."

Yu Weiwei rushed upstairs and hugged Hong Xiaohui, "Don't go down, there are ghosts below."

Li Dazui's forehead was pressed down on Hong Jianhui's forehead, and she said slowly, "I want you to live a life worse than death!"

The cold touch and the stinky smell filled Hong Jianhui's forehead.

He couldn't stand it and fainted.

Li Dazui smiled and retired after success.

She returned to Hong Ziqing's room.

"Aunt Li, Aunt Li, you are so awesome. I heard the howling of the mother and daughter, and the sound of the broken glass. It was really exciting."

Li Damou shook his head proudly.

This is the first time she is pretending to be a ghost, but she is a ghost, which is quite exciting.

"Okay, go to bed quickly, and children can grow up after sleeping more."

Li Dazui helped Hong Ziqing cover the quilt and floated out.

The mother and daughter closed the door tightly and hid in the quilt and shivered.

She doesn't care about her husband?

This is called a disaster, each flying?

Li Dazui pouted his mouth bored and floated back to the room.

Early the next morning, as soon as the first ray of sunlight shone out, Yu Weiwei ran out.

It's dawn, and the ghost won't come out.

"Mom, I'll go with you."

Hong Xiaohui held Yu Weiwei's hand in fear.

The mother and daughter walked downstairs and saw Hong Jianhui lying on the ground, frightened to death.

Hong Jianhui entered the hospital.

In the villa, quiet again.

"Ziqing, don't you go to school?"

Li Dazui sat on the windowsill and asked curiously.
To be continued...