This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Lime carried a basin and quietly came to the second wife's room.

The second aunt had already got up too early, she was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, in a voluptuous figure, "Lime, put it here."

Zhou Taixing, who was lying on the bed, was still asleep, snoring after another.

Lime smiled and said: "Such a thing happened in the house yesterday. The lord is still staying with you tonight. I don't believe him that he doesn't pet you."

"Dead girl." Er Yi too laughed and scolded.

After she finished washing, she opened the jewelry box and fiddled with carelessly, "What did the son of the family say?"

"I heard that our second young master had said the same thing for a long time in the past, and didn't say a word, so I came back in anguish." Lime combed her hair, "Young Master Zhou Fang is also afraid of offending others."

"Heh," the second aunt sneered, "every one is soft."

Zhou Ning's small courtyard.

Since Zong Yuan finished speaking, the whole air has been silent, Wu and the others are holding their breath, guarding everything around them.

The time for a stick of incense passed, there was nothing unusual, Zong Yuan led a group of people back to the room with difficulty, "This thing is quite bearable."

Ayu suggested, "Master, let's go. This Zhou Mansion is too weird."

The clothes on Zong Yuan's back still have those four words, "It will let me go and I will go? Doesn't it mean there is no face at all to go now."

More importantly, the task mentioned by 0046 is to be completed in Zhoufu, he is already prepared for danger.

Zhou Ning sat on Zong Yuan’s lap obediently, playing with his little hands silently, Zong Yuan lowered his head and asked him, "A Ning, can you answer a few questions about your brother?"

Zhou Ning looked at him with big dark eyes and nodded blankly.

Zong Yuansai gave him a candy, "Your brother Zhou Jin, when did he die?"

A child like Zhou Ning shed tears in an instant. He was still staring at Zong Yuan, his eyes full of sadness that his age should not understand, "Brother, five days."

Zong Yuan asked cruelly again, "Counting today is the fifth day?"

Zhou Ning was wiping tears from Zong Yuan. When asked by this question, Zhou Ning wrinkled his face, breaking his hands and counting, "...six days!"

Wu almost fell from his chair beside him, "Tomorrow, first seven?!"

Except for Zong Yuan, sitting steadily, the faces of Ayu and others have turned pale.

Although I haven't seen anything like ghosts, it is inevitable that I will scare myself.

Wu said with a sad face, "Master, master, I beg you to go, the big deal is that we will stay outside tonight and tomorrow night, and we will come back tomorrow night."

"Scared?" Zong Yuan asked him squinted, then looked at Zhou Ning with a calm expression, "Aning, how did your brother die?"

Zhou Ning was stunned for a moment, tilted his head in doubt, and shook his head.

The big sun was hanging in the sky, but Zong Yuan felt that a chill was coming, Awu squeezed towards Ayu shiveringly, "Master, why is it suddenly cold?"

Ayu let him stick, but suddenly said, "Then you stick to me, isn't it colder?"

Ah Wu was taken aback, and slowly looked up—a grinning grimace was directly in front of him!

"!!!"

Zong Yuan patted Ah Wu who somehow started to motionless, "A Wu? Come back!"

Ah Wu slammed back from the chair, and fell to the ground with a sturdy butt. He looked at the eyes of the people in the room caring for him, crying without tears, "I, I, I!"

Ayu, "What am I, tell me what's going on!"

Ah Wu wiped his nose and didn't dare to look at Ah Yu, so Chong Zongyuan howled: "I saw a ghost! Ah Yu suddenly became a ghost!"

Zong Yuan looked at Ayu who was bewildered, guessing that he was also dragged to another space, "Then you saw the son of Wednesday?"

Wu, "I don't know, it's terrible!"

Zong Yuan asked from another angle, "Then what kind of ghost did you see?"

Zhou Ning also looked up at him.

Ah Wu thought about it carefully.

With a bitter face again, "Master! I'm so scared that I'm so scared, how can I have time to see what he looks like!" He mumbled and added, "It won't look good anyway."

The vase on the table was blown by the wind and smashed to the ground from the side of his ear.

Zong Yuan looked at the subordinates in the two wars, raised his eyebrows, "This ghost still has a temper."

Ayu and his party looked at their young master in admiration, Zhou Ning grabbed Zong Yuan's ear and asked him to listen carefully to what he said, "My brother is not ugly, my brother is not a pervert."

Zong Yuan can see clearly this time, it will be obviously no wind, but a bunch of fluffy hair on top of Zhou Ning’s head stand up, obviously there is a hand on Zhou Ning’s head, Zong Yuan is holding Zhou Ning turned around, just to make the ghost unhappy, "Oh? It's not ugly, why don't you come out to see people? I'm afraid he himself knows that it will scare others."

After Zong Yuan finished speaking, he waited for a few seconds. The broken tiles on the ground stood tremblingly, facing Zong Yuan with a sharp side, and wanted to come up and scratch him a few times.

Zong Yuan hugged Zhou Ning slowly and let Zhou Ning look at the pile of tiles on the ground, "A Ning, do you think it is fun?"

In the next second that Zhou Ning watched, the tiles seemed to have lost their support and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Zong Yuan smiled slowly, "Master Wednesday, thank you for your mercy."

Zhou Ning didn't understand what was going on, and was buried in Zong Yuan's arms embarrassed.

Someone from outside asked, "Master Zong, are you free now?"

Ayu Yang asked, "My son is resting, what's the matter?"

The people outside had no choice but to say: "Master Zongda can have time to eat together tonight?"

Zong Yuan nodded, Ayu, "Naturally there is."

Zhou Taixing waited for a reply, and didn’t care whether his wife had just passed away and was so big fish and meat, she just asked the cook to prepare a good dinner, traveling around, watching Master Zhou’s spirits, felt a pain in her heart, and comforted herself. , The father just hid the sadness.

Regardless of the facts, he had to believe it himself.

Zhou Ning took a peaceful nap in Zong Yuan’s arms. When he woke up, it was time to eat. The yellow-faced and thin girl had been sent away by Ayu and Zong Yuan himself. Zong Yuan found the clothes for Zhou Ning to change. Last, Zhou Ning's face flushed, "Daddy..."

"Father?" Zong Yuan was funny, "If you call like this, your elder brother has to call me father too."

He hugged Zhou Ning and walked out. After there was no one in the bedroom, there was a sign of sitting down on the sheets, as well as a seemingly nonchalant snort.

Zong Yuan led Zhou Ning to the main hall. Zhou Taixing was already waiting for his arrival. He frowned calmly and smiled kindly, "Come on, my son, sit next to Daddy."

Zhou Ning clutched Zong Yuan's hand tightly, and Zong Yuan took him to sit down nearby, "It's fine for Aning to sit next to me, isn't Master Zhou worried?"

Zhou Taixing laughed loudly, "How come!"

Zong Yuan took Zhou Ning to a sumptuous dinner. He ignored Zhou Fang Zhou You’s shameful expression and did not respond to Master Zhou’s temptation. He just pretended to mention accidentally, "My father was worried about my safety before I went out. I sent a lot of people to follow me. I thought it was too much trouble. I placed them outside the county. I had known that Master Zhou's mansion was so big, so I brought them here."

Zhou Taixing's expression changed, "Yes, is it?"

The second aunt was pouring wine next to Master Zhou. At this time, she pursed her lips, twisted her waist and walked around Zong Yuan, bending over, "Master Zong, come and pour you a glass of wine."

The tone in the front was still normal, and the next few words had turned into a gloomy tone. Zong Yuan looked up, the second aunt's beautiful face was green with iron, her facial features were twisted, and her red lips grinned to her ears, revealing Sensen white teeth, "Drink, Master Zong."

The color in the glass is as mellow as blood.

Zong Yuan smiled slightly, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and said in a whispered voice: "The methods of the three young masters are really clumsy."

Looking up again, it has been restored to its original state.

Zong Yuan was inexplicably happy. He was in a good mood and wiped Zhou Ning's mouth and hands. "A Ning, are you full?"

Zhou Ning patted his stomach contentedly and burped a little.

Zong Yuan got up and retired. Master Zhou kept smiling and watched him leave. When he couldn't see the figure, he slapped the table fiercely and said, "Wandering around, you take someone to send some food to outside the county... to see if there is how many people!"

Zongyuan sent Zhou Ning to the room, and did not return to the room until he had coaxed him to fall asleep. Wu had already put the wooden tub for bathing as he was used to. Zongyuan rested on the bed for a while, got up and walked to the screen. He noticed that after he got up on the bed, there was a mark out of thin air.

Zong Yuan took off his shirt while humming a small song, but suddenly felt a trace of cold behind him, Zong Yuan turned around and looked at it, but was pushed into the barrel with a strong force in the next second.

Hot water hit the body overwhelmingly.

Zong Yuan stood up in the barrel and pointed to the clothes on his body, "Wednesday Master can't even wait for me to take off my clothes?"

A knife-like sharp edge was placed on Zong Yuan's clothes. In the room full of water vapor, a few words slowly appeared on the ground, "Get out..."

He hasn't written the word Zhoufu yet, and Zong Yuan has slowly taken off his clothes in this direction, "The Third Young Master wants to see me take a bath?"

He seriously suggested, "It's better to stand closer, you won't see much at this distance."

He was standing in the bucket arrogantly, unable to block the key parts.

The water vapor condensed into ice, and fell unceremoniously in Zong Yuan's bucket.

Zong Yuan frowned, and sighed in understanding, "Ugly people are a lot of trouble. It's understandable that Young Master Zhou doesn't want to watch me take a bath."

There was a chilly meal, and then it rushed more violently, even the hot water in the bucket before it was still steaming, and it began to cold quickly.

Zong Yuan stepped out of the bathtub, and was pushed to the bedside by a force.

The moonlight came through the window, and the room was clear. This thing hit Zong Yuan fiercely, and faint white light emerged along the moonlight.

Zong Yuan wanted to grab this thing and throw him out, but his hand passed through without surprise.

This thing already showed its outline, probably because the third young master of the Zhou family had never seen such a provocation by such a man before his death. Zong Yuan felt that he could vaguely see the face of this thing.

This thing gritted its teeth and made a gloomy voice, "I'm not ugly!"

The author has something to say: Zhou Jin (heart tired): Old attack is so cheap