Hearing Qu Lan's dissipation for no reason, Patrol took a few quick breaths, but his mind slowly calmed down.

Yes...

The person who would scold him like this must be Qu Lan...

Can't be wrong...

Patrol rubbed his face, stuffed his face in his palm, and said in a muffled voice: "No... I just had a nightmare, yes, some ghosts stared at me... I just woke up, but I didn't react... …”

Qu Lan smiled angrily, "Ghost? What is a ghost? Patrol, are you sick? Find an excuse, and you can find a decent one too! I know, you don't like me and don't want to marry me, but you don't need to do this. Humiliation!"

Patrol is not strong at all now, and a nightmare almost killed him.

He didn't want to get entangled with Qu Lan.

Hearing these words, he apologized to Qu Lan, "I'm sorry, I've disturbed you to sleep, sorry..."

After speaking, he got out of bed.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he became a little weak and almost fell down.

After finally stabilizing his body, he walked outwards with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Seeing this, Qu Lan was so angry that she was so angry that she said, "Every time you talk, you go to the guest room to sleep. When will you get rid of your problem? Patrol, am I your wife? You just dislike me so much? Losing it? I just saw that you almost suffocated yourself to death and saved you!"

Hearing this, the Patrol that was about to leave suddenly stopped.

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Qu Lan with a terrifying look.

Qu Lan was startled by his horror look, her voice a little weak, "You, why are you looking at me like this? I'm not wrong, it's me..."

Patrol suddenly interrupted her, "You said just now, I, I almost suffocated myself?"

Seeing that he seemed to have just had some questions about this, Qu Lan relaxed a little, and the more she spoke, the more she couldn't help but complain, "Yes, I didn't sleep well in the middle of the night, and I don't know what crazy I was going, I felt something was moving next to me, Turn your head and you will see you stuffing the quilt on your head, pressing the quilt with both hands, trying to stuff yourself to death..."

"It's not me, Patrol, even if you don't want to live with me anymore and want to commit suicide, you can change a reliable method. Who will scare me to death like this? Why, you still want to scare me to death, let me bury you with me !”

When he heard Qu Lan's complaints, Patrol didn't bother with her, and his mind was full of those words Qu Lan had just said.

He actually...

Almost suffocated myself.

If he remembered correctly, he wanted to pull Caymanlis's hands at that time, so his hands should be on his neck.

but……

According to Qu Lan's words, his hands were pressing on his face at that time, and he stuffed himself with the quilt.

how so……

Could it be that there are really ghosts?!

Patrol shivered and a cold sweat broke out on his body again.

Seeing him standing there, looking dumb, as if he was stupid, Qu Lan's voice eased and she asked, "Playle, what are you doing? Why are you dazed?"

The curtains were blown at this time, and a gust of cold wind made Patrol's skin tremble.

He turned his head, looked at Qu Lan stiffly, and asked, "Then, did you hear any sound tonight?"

When Qu Lan heard this, she was stunned for a second, and then began to complain: "Is the sound of someone smashing something? I don't know if it's because the neighbors are doing something, it's so noisy."

Qu Lan actually heard the sound...

Patrol shudders again.

Sure enough, there are really ghosts in this world.
Chapter completed!