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Chapter 574 Dreaming of a ghost is more innocent than dreaming of him

After Song Xiang finished taking a bath, she heard the study door open and Yan Han walked out slowly.

She wiped her hair and pointed to the bedroom, "The bathroom has been ventilated, you can use it."

Yan Han looked her up and down. She was wrapped tightly in her long-sleeved and long-pants pajamas.

I'm quite defensive.

He was originally full of irritability, but after taking a look at Song Xiang, most of his depression was gone.

He turned around and went into the bedroom to get clothes and take a shower.

Song Xiang watched him go in, wiping his hair and turning on the projector that he hadn't used for a long time.

In case strange things appeared in her mind again at night, she decided to find a horror movie to wash her mind. Dreaming about ghosts was cleaner than dreaming about Shun Han.

She rummaged through a bunch of them, and finally found the movie "Little Wife in a Mountain Village," a particularly classic ghost movie.

half an hour later

Yan Han came out of the room and saw Song Xiang wrapped in a quilt and sitting on the sofa like a snowdrift. She took a deep breath and then turned on the phone with the remote control.

Eerie music came from the speakers.

Ghost movie?

Yan Han raised his eyebrows, walked to the wall, raised his hand and turned off the light.

Song Xiang:!!!

"What are you doing?"

"What's the point of watching a ghost movie with the incandescent light on?"

Song Xiang was speechless and could only wrap the quilt tightly around him and shrink his head inside again.

Yan Han sat down next to her, his arms crossed on the back of the sofa, one leg half bent, showing off his spring beauty.

Song Xiang glanced at it and moved to the side consciously.

Don't look at anything inappropriate.

She kept hypnotizing herself and turning her attention to the ghost film in front of her.

Fortunately, the film is really great and it quickly entered the atmosphere.

Yan Han wiped his hair slowly and glanced at the people around him from time to time.

She was completely huddled under the quilt, almost leaving only a pair of eyes outside. The more terrifying the place she encountered, the wider her eyes would open, showing a bit of courage to commit suicide.

In the middle of the trip, she was probably too scared and started to talk to him one after another.

"Aren't you scared?"

Yan Han: "Ghosts are not scary, ugly ghosts are scary."

Song Xiang: "..."

Yan Han leaned over, opened a bottle of drink, and commented, "This female ghost looks pretty good."

Nonsense, can a top actress back then be ugly?

Song Xiang used the cover of the quilt to roll his eyes vigorously.

In the video, the female ghost is picking up a baby girl and trying to beat the child to death.

Song Xiang clicked her tongue, "She is definitely not the child's biological mother?"

"Why?"

"No mother would hurt her child."

Stern Han lightly sneered, very disdainful.

"That's because you haven't seen the world."

Song Xiang pouted, "Have you seen it?"

"Have you ever seen my mother kidnap her son and threaten me with divorce?" Yan Yanhan asked.

Song Xiang blinked, "...I haven't seen it before."

Yan Han: "I have experienced it."

He said it lightly, as if it was just a joke, and he didn't even care after he said it.

Song Xiang turned his head and stared at his side face, unable to recover for a long time.

An Xuyue kidnapped him and then threatened Yan Zhicheng to divorce him?

She thought it was impossible. An Xuyue looked so innocent and simple, how could it be possible...

Just as I was thinking about it, a terrifying scream suddenly erupted from the TV, accompanied by eerie music, exaggerating the weird atmosphere to the extreme.

Song Xiang shrank and got into the quilt.

Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue, raised his arms, and pulled an entire snowdrift into his arms.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't there a panting person next to you?"


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