Chapter 287 The Salted Fish Little Celestial Master Gets His Bride Stolen by the Yandere Ghost King (14)

So what? He's already waited for hundreds of years, so he doesn't mind waiting another ten or twenty years.

"Sister, please don't separate me and Sheng Sheng. I'm so pitiful. I have nothing left but Sheng Sheng..."

Chen Zhuo's voice carried a hint of sobbing, as if he were about to burst into tears at any moment.

Jiang Wanyu was so angry she almost laughed.

She's not a bad person. If her brother really likes this ghost, how could she possibly object?

They already owe Sheng Sheng too much, so naturally they will prioritize Yu Sheng's preferences. As long as Yu Sheng likes it, even if they don't like it themselves, they will force themselves to like it.

However, Jiang Wanyu was quite satisfied with Shen Zhuo, except for the fact that he was a ghost.

Although she wasn't very bright, she was actually quite cute, and she was a good match for her younger brother. Her little face was so tender it looked like you could pinch water out of it, so she must have been quite young when she died.

Compared to Fu Chengfeng, whom she met tonight, she would much rather Shen Zhuo be his brother-in-law.

If Shenzhuo were a person, that would be even better.

888: Did you hear that? Your "sister" told you to be a decent human being!

Shen Zhuo blinked his watery red eyes at Jiang Wanyu, and in an instant, Jiang Wanyu's heart melted.

"It's Sheng Sheng who wants to be with you, not us, so what right do we have to object? But I still support you!"

After saying that, Jiang Wanyu gave Yu Sheng a meaningful look and left gracefully.

Yu Sheng: What was that strange look she gave me just now?

Shen Zhuo happily hugged Yu Sheng's waist, tilted his head back and kissed Yu Sheng with a grin, "Wife, my sister said she has high hopes for us, I'm so happy."

"Are you happy now?"

He nodded thoughtfully, like a chick pecking at rice.

"Go back to sleep now that you're happy. We still need to go to the Fu family tomorrow to break off the engagement!"

Upon hearing the words "cancel the engagement," Shen Zhuo immediately perked up.

He needs to conserve his energy; tomorrow will be a tough battle, and he needs to take good care of his beloved wife.

The two returned to their room. Yu Sheng went to the bathroom to take a shower as usual. After thinking of something, she raised her hand and set up a barrier around the bathroom to prevent a certain ghost from spying on them.

Of course, the ghost was so engrossed in the battle with his rival the next day that he didn't notice Yu Sheng's barrier at all.

Not long after Yu Sheng entered the bathroom, a certain ghost couldn't sit still any longer. It crept up to the bathroom door, intending to pass through the wall, but instead bumped into an invisible wall.

He cried out in pain, clutching his forehead and staring tearfully at the bathroom door.

He clearly heard Yu Sheng's muffled laughter coming from the bathroom, and he knew perfectly well that Yu Sheng was on guard against him.

The ghost was unwilling to give up and tentatively poked at each direction with its finger, clearly indicating that the barrier was specifically designed to protect it.

Shen Zhuo's lips were pressed into a straight line, his unhappiness was clearly visible.

He lay in bed, burying himself under the covers in a huff, imagining the scene he had witnessed last time, and happily rolling around in the blankets.

This is what Yu Sheng saw when she came out of the bathroom.

He dug the ghost out of the covers, looking at Shen Zhuo's madness with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "You really wanted to peek that badly?"

Shen Zhuo nodded matter-of-factly, "Why can't I do it with my own wife?"

"Let's talk about it after the other nine-tenths of your soul are combined. Your IQ is really worrying."

Yu Sheng dragged the sulking ghost in front of her, found a comfortable position in Shen Zhuo's arms, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In summer, it's better to savor a drink.

It's so comfortable to hold while sleeping; it's cool and refreshing, even cooler than air conditioning. He doesn't even need to turn on the air conditioning anymore.

Feeling extremely depressed, Shen Zhuo looked at his wife in his arms and mustered up the courage to steal a kiss.

He was hurt by his wife, so it's not too much to steal a kiss to comfort his wounded heart, right?

888: Not too much, not too much, after all, you haven't done anything even more outrageous yet.

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Thinking about his upcoming battle with his rival, Shen Zhu woke up early, but didn't get out of bed. He just stared intently at his beloved wife.

His wife is really beautiful.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

Shen Zhuo nodded blankly, "Beautiful, my wife is the most beautiful..."

As he spoke, he realized that Yu Sheng had woken up and was propping her head up with one hand, looking at him with a smile.

"My little devil king is also good-looking."

If Shen Zhuo weren't a ghost, he'd probably be blushing to the roots of his neck by now.

The two of them dawdled as they left the house.

Shen Zhuo naturally regarded the Jiang family as his own.

Jiang's parents got up early and naturally saw Yu Sheng and Shen Zhuo chatting and laughing as they came downstairs, with Jiang Wanyu following behind them.

"Sheng Sheng, this is..."

Jiang's parents exchanged a glance and asked in confusion.

But in their hearts, they already had a guess: this person might be the sweetheart their son had mentioned, someone who was strangely good-looking, but dressed in a rather odd way.

"Hello, Mom and Dad, my name is Shen Zhuo, and I am Sheng Sheng's husband." He said this very naturally, leaving Jiang's parents in a daze.

"You're Xiao Shen, right? When did you arrive?"

Shen Zhuo, never one to mince words, said, "I've always been here, but before I was inside Sheng Sheng's earring. Mom and Dad, actually I'm a ghost. Will you mind if I'm a ghost?"

Jiang's parents were stunned.

No wonder she's dressed like that and still has red eyes. Turns out it's not cosplay, she's actually a ghost!

Does Sheng Sheng like a ghost?

Jiang's parents suddenly found it difficult to breathe. Why did they have to find a ghost?

Jiang Wanyu sighed and briefly recounted the whole story to her parents. Her father fell silent after hearing it, while her mother lovingly stroked Chenzhuo's head, her eyes filled with heartache.

This child is just as heartbreaking as her Sheng Sheng. It's such a pity that she died at such a young age.

"Xiao Shen, just treat this place as your own home from now on. Mom agrees to your relationship with Sheng Sheng."

() I'm so happy. Now, my parents and sister have all been won over. All that's left is Jiang Wenshen.

Jiang Wenshen, who had stayed up all night, came downstairs with messy hair and dark circles under his eyes. What he saw was a handsome young man with long hair wearing red clothes coming out of his brother's room.

Perhaps his gaze was too intense, for when Shen Zhuo turned around, Jiang Wenshen happened to meet his eyes in those crimson pupils.

A man with red eyes and dressed in red suddenly appeared in his brother's room...

So, could this be a ghost?

Seeing Jiang Wenshen's blank stare, Shen Zhuo secretly glanced around.

Great, nobody noticed him.

With a wicked thought forming in his mind, the ghost suddenly vanished from its spot and reappeared out of thin air in front of Jiang Wenshen, delivering a close-up kill.

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

(If I don't experience writer's block and have nothing else to do tomorrow, I'll add an extra chapter ε(＞ ＜)з)