After struggling like this for a long time, I fell asleep.
"Feiyi, you are still as vulgar as before. You must know that a woman should look like a woman. If I kiss your husband, you must accept it unconditionally..." Mu Yiqing's voice sounded again.
I really wanted to jump up, yell at him, and tell him that he would be dead if he died, and not to trouble me all the time.
"You must be scolding me now, right? You, a woman, have lived a very comfortable life since my death, and there is no sign that you miss me. After all, you and I are married, how can you be so heartless?
"Mu Yiqing was chattering again.
I wanted to tell him that he and I were only nominally married and had not consummated our marriage. Besides, I didn’t marry him willingly. Why should I live my life thinking about him, a dead person?
Next, Mu Yiqing touched me again, saying that he wanted to consummate the marriage with me and take off my clothes. This time I wanted to slap him away, but I couldn't.
I only know that his hands neatly unbuttoned my dress. Why was it my dress? Because I was afraid of his pervert, so I didn’t dare to take off my clothes to sleep at night.
"No, if I consummate the marriage with you like this, you won't feel anything at all. It's boring." Mu Yiqing muttered to herself, and her hand movements paused.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this pervert was not yet extinct.
"Feiyi, I'll tell you something that will make you happy. It's about Xiaomi." After Mu Yiqing said this, she stopped talking.
My heart tightened, and I wondered why he didn't go on. He was a ghost. If he spoke, would it be reliable? After all, ghosts can fly and escape, but people can't.
"You must be anxious about what I want to say. In this way, if you say you miss me very much, I will tell you..."
"Mu Yiqing, go to hell!!" I yelled and jumped up.
When I saw the figure looking at me in front of my bed, I was so frightened that I almost died of fright.
"Yu Mo, do you know that scary people can scare people to death?" I stroked my chest and gasped violently.
Yang Yumo came closer to me and looked at me with an unpredictable expression.
I was confused by what he was looking at, and I didn’t know what was going on with him. After a long while, he asked: “Feiyi, do you know what you just said?”
I frowned slightly, did Yang Yumo ask me what I said when I woke up just now?
I've been dealing with that ghost Mu Yiqing all night and I'm annoyed to death by him. Most likely, I'm scolding Mu Yiqing?