There is a Breeze When He Laughs

   Chapter 533 Let me give birth to a child

   "Brother Ziqin, let me give birth to the baby?"

   "No, Xiaoyuan, this kid can't ask for it."

  "Brother Ziqin..."

  Wen Yiren saved the video and chose a tree to watch the play quietly.

   "Xiaoyuan, a child without a father is not happy, obedient."

  "Brother Ziqin, you won't want us. My children and I will be obedient. We will not affect your marriage with cousin. Brother Ziqin, please."

  Xu Yuan crying pear flower with rain, He Ziqin looked very distressed, and took her into her arms, "We will discuss this matter when we go back. We are now recording the show. What if we are caught?"

   "Okay, Brother Ziqin, I will listen to you."

  Wen Yiren left quickly and hurried to gather with the large group in front of He Ziqin and Xu Yuan.

   "Why, have you found any good shows?"

  Song Qingyu approached her and asked in a low voice.

"you guess."

   "Sell less, I think there is a problem with those two."

  There must be a problem, quite a problem.

  When sleeping at night, Su Ling and her husband share a room, and Nan Che and He Ziqin are people who cannot share the same room, each occupying the same room.

  Wen Yiren Song Qingyu can only share a room with Xu Yuan.

  Fortunately, this room has a large bed and a small bed.

  Song Qingyu is notoriously tricky and overbearing, and occupies the big bed. "Pleasant, I will be wronged to sleep with you tonight."

if not?

  Wen Yi raises her eyebrows, but still makes her and Xu Yuan unable to squeeze?

  Xu Yuan and Wen Yiren already have enmity, so naturally it is impossible to chat with Wen Yiren.

  Song Qingyu obviously didn't want to see her. After washing, Xu Yuanwu lay on her bed and played with her mobile phone.

  Song Qingyu has a habit of turning off the lights when applying the mask.

  Wen Yiren lay next to Song Qingyu, "Qingyu, shall I tell you a ghost story?"

"OK."

  Wen Yiren obviously felt that the phone lights on Xu Yuan's side were shaking.

   smiled slyly, "Do you want to hear scary or funny?"

   "Nonsense, ghost stories must be horrible."

   "Ahem, then I will start."

  Wen Yiren cleared his throat, “This is a true story that happened to a person I know.”

  Wen Yiren first concealed mystery.

  At this moment, the automatic camera is recording the scene in the house.

  Dark room, faint mobile phone lighting, and pleasant temperature and color measurement sound.

"Call her Xiaomei for the time being. My friend Xiaomei is an intern at a magazine. The salary is not high. He rented a bachelor apartment near the company. She has lived there for half a year and has never seen the neighbors on the other side and the neighbors on the left and right."

Speaking of this, Wen Yiren paused deliberately, "One night, she worked overtime until the early morning to go home, soaked a cup of instant noodles and ate and started washing and sleeping. Just when she was sleepy, she suddenly heard a knock on the door. , Thinking that she was looking for her, she ran into the cat’s eyes and saw that there was no shadow. Then, she went back to sleep, and just lay down, the knock on the door came to mind again. This time, it came from the next door."

  Wen Yiren knocked on the wall, Xu Yuan was already scared and started to tremble.

"Xiaomei disagreed and continued to sleep, and then, ah, she heard someone knocking on the wall again, bang dong dong, dong dong dong, Xiao Mei thought that there was finally someone living next door, maybe she was cleaning the house, but she didn't take it seriously. Er, but at three o'clock in the morning, Xiao Mei suddenly heard the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole, which came from the door of her room..."

  I'm scared of ghost stories written by myself--

  (End of this chapter)