Chapter 89 It's a person, not a corpse

"Are you worried about me? Don't worry, I have a spiritual spring, and I will definitely live a long life!"

Jiang Hanyan felt very warm in her heart. The stingy man had now become quite humane and had just treated her to barbecue skewers.

Lu Chen looked at her suspiciously. With such a bad complexion, it would be difficult for her to live a hundred years.

"It's really okay. I'm much better now than when I first got here. Don't worry!"

Jiang Hanyan really wasn't talking empty words. In her previous life, after she had read people's fortunes, her body would become very weak and it would take several days to recover. But now, when she was reading fortunes, she didn't feel anything at all. The reason why her complexion was so bad was because this body and her soul had not been completely integrated. However, it was getting better day by day.

Maybe the reason why she came here was because God didn't want to waste her talent, so he arranged for her to receive the spiritual space? "I just invested 80,000 in your company, and I'm still waiting for you to make a fortune and share the dividends. You have to live well, don't die young and waste my money!" Jiang Hanyan kindly reminded.

This guy died at the age of 38. I hope his fate can change.

Lu Chen's worries instantly vanished, and he said unhappily: "I've lived longer than you!"

After saying that, he still felt unsatisfied, so he added, "Don't be so self-indulgent, I'm not worried!"

Jiang Hanyan was not angry. She took a sip of wine and looked at the guy opposite her with a smile. He was obviously worried about her, but he was still being stubborn.

Lu Chen's face became hot when she looked at him. He lowered his head to drink to hide his embarrassment. His heartbeat also quickened a lot. He finished a bottle of wine unknowingly. Both of them were drunk and the taste became sweeter the more they drank.

then.

"Another bottle!"

Jiang Hanyan was yelling, and Lu Chen quickly went to get a bottle of wine, and the two continued to drink. Doudou blinked his big eyes and quietly poured himself a large glass of orange juice. The two drunk adults didn't notice it. The little guy was very happy and poured orange juice into Jin Shanshan's bowl as well. The family of four all drank to their heart's content.

All the food and wine were eaten up, and there was no vegetables or soup left in the grilled fish. Lu Chen mixed it with rice and ate it. Jiang Hanyan lay on the table, mumbling something, but no one knew what she was saying.

Lu Chen was a little drunk, but it was not noticeable. Only his eyes were redder. He still looked cold and indifferent. He glanced at the empty orange juice bottle on the table and flicked Doudou on the head. "Don't cry if you have diarrhea tomorrow!"

Doudou pursed his lips and touched his head. He was a man and would not cry.

"Wash your face and go to bed!"

Lu Chen patted Jiang Hanyan on the back a few times, but there was no response. She was still lying on the table. Her pale face looked like it was painted with rouge, and was brighter than the peach blossoms in March.

After calling a few more times and still no response, Lu Chen had no choice but to pick her up and throw her on the bed. He wanted to just leave her alone, but when he saw the chili oil around Jiang Hanyan's mouth, he could only sigh, resigned himself to his fate and went to get some hot water, wrung out the towel, and wiped the woman's face.

He really wasn't used to someone sleeping in bed with a big greasy mouth, the thought of it made him feel sick.

"It hurts...be gentle..."

Jiang Hanyan's voice was like silk pulled out of a pot of sugar water, sweet, delicate, and a little crisp. Lu Chen's hands froze, heat surged on his face, and he shifted his gaze away, not daring to look at the woman's face again.

Just like a vixen, if you watch her too much you’ll become stupid.

Lu Chen wiped his face clean, breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to pour hot water. Jiang Hanyan suddenly raised her feet and muttered, "Wash your feet!"

"Wash it yourself!"

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and was almost laughing out of anger. He was so drunk that he couldn't even walk, but he could still order him to do things. What a lucky life he had.

"Let's take a shower...husband..."

Jiang Hanyan narrowed her eyes slightly. Her face was more beautiful than the peach blossoms in March. Her rosy lips spoke in a voice that was sweet enough to make one's voice silky. Lu Chen's heart was moved and he decisively looked away. He knew that looking at this woman's face for too long would affect his IQ.

"husband……"

Jiang Hanyan started screaming again, as if she was summoning a ghost, which made Lu Chen lose his temper. He gritted his teeth in hatred, went outside to change the foot basin, took off the woman's socks, and helped her sit up to soak her feet.

"cold……"

As soon as Jiang Hanyan put her feet into the water, she shrank them back due to the cold and pouted her lips in grievance. Such cold water could freeze one to death.

Lu Chen reached his hand in disbelief. The temperature was just right, neither cold nor hot. He suspected that this woman was being unreasonable.

"husband……"

She started calling for the soul again, which was more effective than the sutras recited by Tang Monk. Lu Chen gritted his teeth and fetched a pot of boiling water. He added some hot water to the basin and pressed Jiang Hanyan's feet into it.

"cold……"

Jiang Hanyan was still not satisfied and a little impatient. She patted Lu Chen's hand and asked him to hurry up.

Lu Chen was so angry that he laughed, and simply poured a pot of hot water into it. There was so much hot water that it was enough to burn the pig's hair.

When Jiang Hanyan was about to put her jade-white feet in, Lu Chen panicked and wanted to pull them out, fearing that her feet would be scalded. But after Jiang Hanyan's feet were soaked in the hot water, she hummed with satisfaction. This was the right temperature.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Lu Chen looked at her dumbfoundedly as she soaked her feet in the water. He reached his hand into the water unwillingly, but it was so hot that he quickly pulled it back. His fingertips were all burned red. He stared at Jiang Hanyan in doubt. Was he thinking of using another corpse to revive himself?

I heard that only ghosts are extremely cold and cannot be warmed up, and Jiang Hanyan fits that description very well.

Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly stretched out a finger to feel her carotid artery. The corpse had no pulse, but when he was about to feel the artery, Jiang Hanyan's body tilted, and she fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Lu Chen was so scared that he quickly retracted his hand. After a long time, Jiang Hanyan didn't respond. Instead, she started snoring. It was obvious that she was fast asleep. Then he boldly reached out his hand, placed it on the carotid artery, and felt the pulse.

My heart immediately felt at ease, it wasn't a corpse.

But after a while, Lu Chen felt uneasy again. The pulse was a little weak, so he still had to measure the heartbeat. He hesitated again and again. A gentleman does what he should do and what he should not do. He should not take advantage of someone while they are sleeping.

But he quickly convinced himself that it didn't matter because of the clothes, and he was not a gentleman, he was a gangster and didn't need to abide by morality.

Lu Chen took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, pressed it down slowly, and then retracted it like a spring. After hesitating for a while, he stretched out his hand again...

There was a heartbeat, Lu Chen was 100% sure, and he quickly retracted his hand. He glanced at her guiltily and saw that Jiang Hanyan was sleeping soundly. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Bang"

There was a loud noise outside, and Lu Chen, who was still feeling guilty, jumped up in fright. He went out with a grim face, and saw Doudou falling off the sofa. He was probably distracted by watching TV again.

"Go to sleep!"

Lu Chen turned off the TV with a sullen face. Doudou pouted in grievance. It was not even eight o'clock yet, and Uncle Lu was becoming more and more unreasonable.

But he didn't dare to resist, so he had to wash his face and go to bed obediently.

Lu Chen went back to the room, dried Jiang Hanyan's feet, and took off her clothes. He was so tired that he was sweating all over. Then he tucked her into bed. He went to wash the dishes, washed up, and went back to his room to sleep.

As soon as he got into bed, there was a soft and delicate person in his arms. Her body was cold and without any heat. Lu Chen sighed softly, reached out and pressed the person in his arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep soon.

There is one more chapter, I will write it and post it later 　　 　 (end of this chapter)