Chapter 213 (1/2)
That night, Chang Wen and the three of them went to bed early. Before they went to bed, they said hello to the landlord.
Romantic ghost also pretended to sleep, he tossed and turned, until midnight, just secretly got up, lightly opened the door.
The landlord didn't sleep. He heard the door ring. He looked at the window and saw the romantic ghost sneaking out of the yard.
The romantic ghost touched the courtyard wall of the little widow's house. He looked forward and saw that there was no movement in the courtyard and no light in the house.
”Hee hee... The little widow must be asleep.”
The romantic ghost turned into the yard and pushed the door of the little widow's house. He found that the door was blocked, so he whispered: ”little widow, I'm here. I'm the one who came to collect Chinese herbal medicine today. Open the door quickly...”
The romantic ghost cried for a long time, but no one spoke.
”Little widow, I am the son of the village head. If you marry me, you will be popular and spicy...”
Before I finished, the door opened with a snap.
The romantic ghost was overjoyed and thought: during the day, the little widow still pretended to be serious. Unexpectedly, she came in the middle of the night and yelled a few times, then she opened the door. It can be seen that the little widow also took a fancy to him.
”Honey, I miss you so much!”
The romantic ghost pours on her and wants to hold her.
As soon as the romantic ghost's hand touches the other party, he discovers that something is wrong.
The other side is not a slim lady, but a man like an iron tower.
”Ah! Who are you
”I've come to wait for you!”
The other party grabbed the neckline of the romantic ghost and lifted him up, just like carrying a chicken.
The romantic ghost quickly begged for mercy: ”brother, I just want to have a chat with the little widow
Only a bang was heard, and a fist was hit in the belly of the romantic ghost.
”My God
There was a scream from the romantic ghost.
The man like the iron tower threw the romantic ghost to the ground, then stepped on his back, untied his belt and pulled it out.
The sound of Pa Pa reverberated in the night sky, which was a little harsh.
”My God! It's killing me! Give me a break... ”
The rascal yelled.
This iron tower like man was silent, just pumping wildly. After about 10 minutes, the little widow came out and said, ”second brother, don't fight, be careful to kill him.”
The man like the iron tower pulled the romantic ghost up, dragged it to the yard and tied it to a tree.
The little widow asked, ”did you kill my big black dog?”
”It was... I killed it. Last night, I came here. As soon as I turned into the yard, it came over and almost bit my thigh.”
”What do you... What do you want?”
”I... I like you...”
The man like the iron tower raised his belt and puffed it again.