After Marrying a Corpse

★Updated daily at 23-24 o'clock (Wuhuawei 3k/ask for leave if necessary)｜Order the next column ★Sweet article/Happy Enemy/Vest/Crematorium/SC/he ★Sweet girl (?) X cool guy —Copywriting of this article— [Shirogiri, black and cunning girl x tsundere, innocent and tough-tongued boy] Shi Henyu married herself into a coffin. Unexpectedly, the coffin lid shook that night, and the body beside her disappeared. The young man in front of him had a look of disgust on his face, but he still took her out. She cried until the sky was dark, and she held on to the corner of his clothes and refused to let go. In the end, the boy could not leave. Shi Henyu silently made a note in his mind: This person is easy to control whether he is soft or hard. * But as time went by, Shi Henyu gradually felt that Xie Weiyun was weird in everything. Xie Weiyun was always kind to her unconsciously. What's even more strange is that he always writes and draws with his back to her late at night, and he hides it from her to see. Until one day, the booklet fell out of Xie Weiyun's robe, and when the wind blew, it spread out at Shi Henyu's feet. She held the book and flipped through the pages. It turns out that he is secretly writing these shameless notes every night! And he described her as so fierce! More importantly, she realized that the rough road he had faced before was a disguise and apology for his deception, just for the sake of peace of mind and freedom. Shi Henyu stuffed the note back silently. Let's act, who is afraid of whom? * Since then, Shi Henyu began to explore inadvertently. He often mentions his dead husband casually, saying how nice it would be if he were alive. The more guilty and evasive he was, the more innocently and innocently she asked. For example, when she was walking on the road, she would suddenly stop, bow down to a deserted grave on the roadside, and mutter: "My husband is on top, Mr. You and I are just walking together, and we have no evil intentions." Xie Weiyun picked her up: "Who do you want to worship? That's not your husband!" Shi Henyu blinked: "But my husband gave me a dream and asked me to pay my respects here and explain our relationship." She asked again: "Why, he also gave you a dream? Or, you can't be him, right?" Xie Weiyun repeatedly denied it. That night, Xie Weiyun was writing and drawing again with his back to her. Shi Henyu went to steal the notebook, and the latest page was written several times: "She knows? She doesn't know?" Shi Henyu couldn't help but lower his head and smile. Of course she knows, she knows everything. But letting him keep guessing is much more interesting than directly exposing him. * Later, Shi Henyu ran away and left a letter: "Since my husband doesn't want to recognize me, I will go find a husband who is willing to recognize me." Xie Weiyun held the letter, his face turned black. He traveled through most of the rivers and lakes and finally blocked people. The girl was holding her chin and joking with a handsome young man opposite. Xie Weiyun pulled her up and said in a cold voice: "Do you dare to cheat on me Hongxing?" Shi Henyu laughed silently and slowly raised his eyes: "Hey, didn't you lie to me all the way and say that you have nothing to do with my dead husband? Xie Weiyun's mind went blank. * "You Qingxian Shu" "The first day. Talkative, prone to crying, troublesome. " "The fiftieth day. She is fierce to me, her cheeks are bulging like a rabbit. " "The hundredth day. She asked me why I treated her well. Nonsense, if I picked it up, it will naturally belong to me. " "I don't know how many days. I dreamed that she was wearing a wedding dress again, and I was still the groom. I think, if she says she loves me. I will write three books and six etiquettes, and marry again in an upright and upright manner. " Reading Guide 1. Overhead, privately built like a mountain. 2. The old saying goes for cookies, a relaxing daily treat. Heat slowly. Clear water. 3. There is no plot of female competition. The struggles between female characters are all struggles of interests and human nature, and there is no competition for men. 4.1V1. Double c. He. 5. The female protagonist is tough and growth-oriented, while the male protagonist is physically upright. 6. In the later stage, after the horse falls, there will be a crematorium for chasing the wife. - The next book "Black Heart Lotus is so weak that he can't take care of himself" [Beautiful, arrogant and rich girl x white-cut black male vixen] When I first met Yan Sui, he fell to the ground and coughed softly after performing a stunning dance, which made all the ladies in the house heartbroken and rushed to throw money. He had a pure appearance, and he had a look that made me feel pity for him. After he came off the stage, he was forced into a corner. Lu Fengzhu was sitting in the elegant room on the second floor, shaking a fan and glancing casually. She saw a hint of ridicule flashing through the tear-filled eyes of this sick beauty. Lu Fengzhu found it interesting. She spent a lot of money to help him out, but she didn't even bother to ask his name. Yan Sui raised his eyes to look at her, the ends of his eyes were red, and he said timidly: "Thank you, Miss, for showing mercy. " Lu Fengzhu doesn't like flattery and flattery, but he likes to dominate the romantic game. Therefore, she began to frequent the brothel, watching him smile docilely and distantly to each of his patrons, watching him stir up a pool of muddy water with that innocent face, but she stayed cleanly out of it. What a beautiful liar. Lu Fengzhu decided to expose him. That night she pinched his chin and smiled like a flower: "Young master, are you tired of pretending to be pitiful? " Yan Sui was stunned, then changed from his usual weak attitude and held her hand tightly. "Miss Lu. He murmured: "People who know too many secrets usually don't live long." " Lu Fengzhu moved closer to him, her red lips almost brushing against his ear. "Then how are you going to shut me up? Kill me, still. The ends of her eyes were raised, and she was charming even without smiling: "Seduce me?" " He was silent for a long time and then suddenly smiled. "As you wish. " * One night it rained heavily, and Yan Sui was soaked to the skin, so she knocked on her door. The tips of his hair were dripping with water, his thin middle coat clung to his waist, and his eyes were gleaming when he raised his eyes. "Girl, can you borrow a place to take shelter from the rain? " Lu Fengzhu leaned against the door and raised his eyebrows, feeling that this little trick was novel. She let him in, wanting to see what other tricks this little white flower could play. Motto: Love belongs to the brave.