my hungry husband

Things like porridge become stickier with rubbing, An Le silently looked at the rice grains sticking to Jiang Mingyu's face, and reached out to grab him off.

"It's because you don't eat it yourself, don't blame me." An Le muttered softly, put down the porridge bowl, went to the next bathroom to get a towel, and wiped Jiang Mingyu's face when it got wet.

Jiang Mingyu's skin is very thin. Compared with the towel, it looks rough. Anle dared not use force. He carefully pinched Jiang Mingyu's nose through the towel, gently wiped the porridge off the tip of the nose, and generously praised her. : "The nose is very straight."

After the sticky porridge was wiped clean, Anle looked at Jiang Mingyu. The man's eyes were still closed, and his thick eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes. Anle patted his face confidently and boldly, and said, "Okay, I've turned back into a fairy."

Originally, Anle despised the Jiang family's behavior of buying a wife, probably because Jiang Mingyu's face was really good-looking, Anle automatically classified him as a victim, and was full of sympathy for him.

But Jiang Mingyu really couldn't eat, and he couldn't do anything about it. He thought that after a while, the Jiang family should send someone here, so they couldn't let their young master starve to death.

The rice porridge just now also got An Le's hands. From yesterday to now, he hasn't taken a shower. He grabbed the collar of his casual shirt and sniffed it.

An Le dug out a few men's clothes from the cabinet in the bedroom, and compared them with him, all of them were one size larger than his. This fact slightly frustrated his straight man's self-esteem.

Forget it, let's make do with it, An Le took the clothes and went to the bathroom. After taking a comfortable hot bath, he changed into a large white shirt and rolled up the sleeves that were too long. He looked in the mirror and looked like a dog. Such a young man blew a whistle.

He himself looks good too.

Fortunately, he brought his original body through time travel, he would not be willing to change his body through soul transmigration.

An Le packed herself up before starting to look at her phone.The phone was new, and there was nothing in it, and the address book was blank.

An Le connected to the mobile network, downloaded several commonly used apps, and checked the situation of the world online.

He looked around and found that this place was no different from the reality. The time, season and place names were the same. He could even search for his university thousands of miles away. Even the hot searches on Weibo were still those familiar names. .

This knowledge made him a little excited. He tried to call his family, but the result was that the number was empty.

An Le sighed in disappointment. It seems that this is a brand new world based on reality. No one related to him is here. Now he can only take one step at a time. He believes that all time travels are missions from heaven, and when he upgrades to the apex He must be able to break through the dimensional wall and return home.

An Le, a classmate in the second year of middle school, was not disappointed. Instead, he cheered up and searched the Jiang family. If he didn’t search, he would not know. He was surprised when he searched. The Jiang family is so rich. There are people from the Jiang family on the local rich list of the search engine. .

Anle learned that the head of the Jiang family was a middle-aged uncle, and he didn't know what his relationship with Jiang Mingyu was. Anle searched for his children but couldn't find Jiang Mingyu's name.

An Le looked at the upright face of the owner on the webpage, who looked like an outstanding entrepreneur, and really couldn't imagine that he would instruct Jiang Mingyu to buy a wife for his joy.

It's true that people can't be judged by appearances, as expected, the richer you are, the more superstitious you are.

He is comfortable on the sofa big enough to play badminton and looks at his mobile phone. There are some photos of the younger generation of the Jiang family on the Internet. Knowing why the Jiang family had such a sick child, in Jiang Mingyu's case, he could immediately imagine a drama of grievances and grievances from a wealthy family.

Rich people are so complicated, Anle uttered the voice of the people who eat melons.

After reading these, An Le confirmed at least two points, one is that the Jiang family is rich and powerful, and the other is that he has no money and ID card, and there is no one to contact him when he goes out.

Although the Jiang family had given money to the original owner, it didn’t fall into his hands. Maybe he was the first one who lived in a house of 1000 million yuan and had to face the real problem of having no money.

An Le deeply realizes that his future in this world is closely related to Jiang Mingyu.

At least he won't be free until Jiang Mingyu gets better or dies.

Big brother, don't blame me for being ruthless, you are going to die or live, give me a letter early.

An Le waited quietly in the villa. Fortunately, having a mobile phone is not too boring, and the food in the food box is enough for him to eat for a day.He still hasn't forgotten the chicken upstairs, and he went back halfway to feed and play with the chicken.That rooster was also very strange, he was unwilling to leave the room, so he stayed in the wedding hall and jumped up and down.

As a result, until night fell, no one came or made a phone call. The people of the Jiang family really left Jiang Mingyu here alone. An Le felt it was unbelievable.

He decided to call 120 and call an ambulance to send Jiang Mingyu to the hospital if no one came tomorrow. If he doesn't eat, anyone who is not sick will starve to death.

As for tonight, he didn't want to continue sleeping on the chair. This villa is so big and there are so many rooms, so find one to sleep for the night first.

It's just that many rooms are locked, and I don't know where the keys are. An Le tried one by one, and finally opened a room at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

He walked in and saw that it was an ordinary guest room with a full set of furniture and the bed looked clean. Anle was more satisfied. After washing up, he lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone.

It's better to travel to the modern age. If he went to the ancient times and didn't have a mobile phone, he wouldn't be able to suffocate. He could even continue chasing his favorite dramas here.

An Le leaned against the bed, watching videos with his mobile phone in his arms. He had nothing to do all day, and couldn't fall asleep at [-]:[-] in the evening, so he kept watching dramas until midnight.

It may be that the villa is too big and it is empty. During the day, Anle felt a little cold, and this feeling was more obvious at night. He pulled the quilt over his body, changed his position, and lay on his side with his head propped up.

He was concentrating on looking at the screen of his mobile phone, when suddenly a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes, he was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the bedside lamp.

The small lamp beside the bed was providing yellow light, An Le turned his eyes back to the phone suspiciously, feeling that the light had dimmed again.

An Le stared at the lamp.

Under his gaze, the light began to flicker on and off, bright and dim, dim and bright again, just like something blinking, the frequency became faster and faster, and finally flickered to the point of madness.

"Is it because no one has lived there for a long time, and the circuit is in disrepair." An Le said to himself, the flickering like a flashlight made him almost blind, he turned his head to look at the other side of the bed, he remembered There's a switch for the headlights in the room over there.

As soon as he turned his head, his vision went dark, and the bedside lamp was completely turned off.

An Le still insisted on turning on the headlights above his head, and then turned his head to check what was going on, but when he saw it, his scalp exploded.

The small lamp was covered with a piece of red cloth, hooked crookedly on the lampshade, and at a glance it looked like a pool of blood hanging there.

That piece of cloth is so familiar, with gold thread borders and silk like fire, it is the red hijab in Anle's dream last night.

If An Le had looked at the bedside lamp first and stretched his head over it, then the hijab would not be hooking the lampshade but covering his head now.

An Le remembered the thing holding the hijab in her dream, and swallowed. The angle of the hijab covering the lamp indicated that it fell from above, and the ceiling was above the room...

He vaguely heard a rustling sound above his head, like something crawling.

The thing crawled closer and closer, and a gust of cold air poured down from the top of its head.

An Le took a deep breath, and shouted angrily, "I'm thinking about taking the first place in the class!"

His voice was too loud, and the things on the ceiling seemed to be confused. The voice paused for a few seconds, An Le turned around and rushed to the door and opened it.

Just kidding!He didn't look up to see what was on the top of his head, as if he hadn't seen a horror movie, all the cannon fodder who watched it curiously died!

It's already midnight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the corridors of the villa are pitch black, and many places can't be seen clearly. After staring at those dark corners for a long time, I always feel that something will come out. An Le has no time to care about these things. That thing caught up, rustling, the sound was like dragging heavy cloth against the floor.

What the hell!

However, I am uneducated, so I can say it all over the world!An Le's mind was blank, only swearing.

The sounds behind him gradually became faster and higher-pitched, and finally turned into screams.After all, you are a real guy who can watch horror movies while eating instant noodles. An Le forced himself to think in fear. This is the third floor. He would be finished by the time he reaches the first floor, but there are still sleepers on this floor. What about the handsome man and the chicken?

In this cold and dark night, only the chicken feathers are warm.

An Le rushed towards the room where Jiang Mingyu and the rooster were, and he broke into the wedding hall again, followed by a foul-smelling wind, which made the red cloth in the wedding hall dance wildly. The exhausted wax oil suddenly burned again, but the flame was no longer red and yellow, but white.

The rooster nestled on the chair was frightened by the shock and shook its feathers. The little animal raised its neck and glanced behind An Le, then immediately jumped three feet high, staring at the cross-eyed "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" loudly .

Chicken crowing in the middle of the night, it's not evil enough!

The golden rooster announces the dawn, which represents the sunrise. The thing chasing Anle is bluffed by the rooster. After a moment of hesitation, Anle picks up the rooster and hugs it in his arms. He almost sprints into the innermost bedroom at a speed of [-] meters. The door was closed tightly, and just as the door was closed, a huge object hit the door panel, making a bang.

An Le sat on the ground holding the big cock, staring at the door and shivering.

Damn, what kind of book is he traveling through!Isn't it called "The Rich and Happy Man and Wife"?It looks like a sand sculpture romance novel, how did it become a novel about ghosts and ghosts? ...,,