The light and shadow of the night made Mo Yunchu's face look very profound, handsome and perfect to the point of being unreal. Tang Ning was in a daze for a few seconds. After confirming that Mo Yunchu really came to him, he suddenly found his backbone.
A strong sense of confidence surged in my heart, and all the fear and panic disappeared, but the tip of my nose felt slightly sore, as if a bullied child had found someone to rely on.
"Why did you come back just now?" Tangning unconsciously dragged out her voice, accusing but also acting coquettishly. After spending the past few days together, Tangning didn't learn much else, but she subconsciously caught Mo Yunchu's favorite gesture -
Dodder-like attachment.
Mo Yunchu hugged Tangning's body, which was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold. He stroked the back of his neck with pity and said softly, "I'm sorry, Xiaoning, didn't I keep you waiting for a long time?"
Tangning closed her eyes and dared not look Mo Yunchu in the eye, so that he could lie without restraint, "Yes, it has been a long time, so long that I missed you so much that I couldn't help but wait for you at the door."
"When the waiting gets hard, I eat a candy."
Tang Ning turned her head and pressed her cheek against Mo Yunchu's chest. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she mustered up the courage to look at the candy-coated floor at the door.
On the colorful candy wrapper, there lay a broken and old rag doll.
Tang Ning immediately closed her eyes, stretched out her arms and hugged Mo Yunchu tightly. It looked like she was saying sweet words and suddenly gave him a loving hug.
A low, muffled laugh came from above my head. "I was originally thinking that Xiao Ning would get cavities from eating so much candy, but now it's me who's having a toothache from the sweetness."
Mo Yunchu lowered his head and buried his tall nose into the crook of Tangning's neck. His nose caressed her smooth skin lovingly. He said softly, "I miss you, too."
"Every minute and every second that I can't see you, I'm thinking about you."
Unlike Tang Ning's hypocritical words, every word Mo Yunchu said was so sincere that it seemed to come from the bottom of his heart. The burning emotions made Tang Ning's ears turn a light red.
Tangning couldn't help but feel ashamed of his hypocrisy.
"I really want to make Xiao Ning the size of my palm and carry her in my pocket." His embrace became tighter as he expressed his emotions. His long, strong hands pressed down on Tang Ning's slender waist, as if he wanted to fuse their flesh and blood together.
His waist seemed to be broken, and Tang Ning frowned slightly because of the pain. He was too embarrassed to push Mo Yunchu away, so he could only bite his lower lip and endure Mo Yunchu's hug. The pain that seemed endless and the lingering love were transmitted to him at the same time.
"After finishing this drama, I plan to retire from the entertainment industry so that I can stay with Xiao Ning forever."
Mo Yunchu asked gently, "What do you think?"
Retreat, quit the circle?!
Tang Ning opened his eyes wide in confusion. He realized that he seemed to have said too much in his love words.
Cheating on other people's feelings is already too much, and affecting other people's careers will be punished by lightning!
"That's not a good idea." Tangning said quickly, "I still prefer the way you look on the big screen."
He really liked the way Mo Yunchu looked on the big screen. He gave a character life and soul, making all the other actors around him pale in comparison. Tangning could only see Mo Yunchu, and was dazzled.
The night is very quiet.
Mo Yunchu was silent for a while, "Is that so?"
The tone was still low and gentle, but in an instant Tang Ning's heartbeat became abnormally fast. He looked up in panic to see Mo Yunchu's expression.
Mo Yunchu lowered his eyes and looked back at him. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, frozen in the arc of a gentle smile. His dark phoenix eyes were filled with emotions that Tangning couldn't understand. "Since Xiao Ning likes my acting, then I am willing to continue acting like this for Xiao Ning for the rest of my life."
Tang Ning looked at Mo Yunchu in panic. He didn't know what he was panicking about deep in his heart. Perhaps it was because a lifetime was too long and it made people panic. But what Mo Yunchu said was a good result.
Tangning saw his own reflection in Mo Yunchu's dark pupils. He heard his own timid and clumsy flattering voice: "You are so nice. Thank you."
His fingers caressed Tangning's nose lovingly, "Little fool, why are you saying thank you to me?"
A somewhat dull smile appeared on the innocent and pretty face.
"Hey, this doll looks familiar. Isn't it the one you asked me to leave on the bus?" Mo Yunchu looked down at the doll at his feet and asked curiously, "Where did you find it?"
Tangning lied immediately after hearing this, "This is not the same doll. I liked the previous one so I made a new one. Look, isn't it quite realistic?"
Mo Yunchu bent down and picked up the worn-out rag doll. He pinched the doll's neck with his bony fingers. His deep phoenix eyes met the doll's eyes for a moment. "I didn't expect you to have such a skill."
Tangning said carefully, "I also want to sew its legs together. Can you accompany me to do the handicraft?"
Mo Yunchu tilted his head and looked at Tangning, "Didn't Xiaoning just say that she wanted to thank me? I want to ask for a thank you gift now."
The palm of his hand loosened, and the rag doll fell to the ground, rolling down the stairs.
Tang Ning was anxious when he saw this, but he didn't dare to grab the doll with his bare hands. Before he could muster up the courage to pick it up, Tang Ning's whole body suddenly felt lighter.
He was picked up horizontally by Mo Yunchu.
Tang Ning cried out softly, trying to break free from Mo Yunchu's arms, like a restless ragdoll cat, but unable to leave her owner's arms.
Mo Yunchu strode into the villa holding Tang Ning. The lights were not turned on inside the villa and it was pitch black all around. Mo Yunchu's footsteps echoed continuously in the empty environment, steady, powerful, and with an unquestionable dominance.
"Don't do this, don't do this," Tangning pleaded, "I, I haven't eaten yet."
"We can eat the cake in bed." Mo Yunchu's tone was gentle, like an intimate whisper between lovers, so that way of eating was also exaggerated as a way unique to lovers.
Tangning suddenly recalled the last time Mo Yunchu smeared butter on his face. He begged with a trembling voice, "I'm suddenly not hungry anymore."
Mo Yunchu's mellow laugh could be heard from the darkness. He had already walked up to the second floor and was about to head to the bedroom. Tangning quickly shouted, "Wait, I haven't showered yet!"
"Let me help Xiao Ning wash." The low and hoarse voice was cold and sexy.
The bright lights illuminated the bathroom. The glass door reflected Tangning in Mo Yunchu's arms. Perhaps it was because of the torture of the ghost baby during this period. Tangning felt inexplicably panic every time he saw his own reflection in the glass door and mirror. Even when he turned around and left the bathroom, the feeling of being watched still lingered for a long time.
This time is no exception.
Once again, he felt the strange feeling of being noticed.
And this feeling was stronger than ever before. When he looked at his reflection through the reflective surface, he couldn't help but feel the absurdity that his reflection was also staring at him.
Tang Ning subconsciously closed her eyes and buried her face in Mo Yunchu's arms, trying to avoid the omnipresent gaze and also to escape herself with a blushing face nestled in Mo Yunchu's arms.
Clothes rubbed against each other as Mo Yunchu lowered his head and kissed Tangning over and over again. The shame and fear simultaneously stimulated Tangning's fragile nerves. Tangning was forced to shed tears. He held on to his last hope and looked up at Mo Yunchu pleadingly. His pretty face showed a bewitching sense of vulnerability, "Mo Yunchu, Mo Yunchu..."
Before he could finish begging for mercy, Mo Yunchu put him into the bathtub with heavy breathing. Then he turned on the shower, but he didn't know whether the water was out or there was a malfunction, but only a few drops of red liquid came out of the shower for a long time.
As red as blood.
Ominous red drops of water splashed onto Tang Ning's snow-white knees, trickling down his slender calves and finally drying up at his delicate ankles. Tang Ning arched his feet in shock, trying to ignore the sticky feeling that felt like being licked. He hugged his knees and looked anxiously at Mo Yunchu who was holding the shower head.
Mo Yunchu was finally willing to take his eyes off Tang Ning and condescended to look at the shower head. In that instant, his gaze changed from looking at a treasure to looking at the most smelly garbage on the roadside. His eyes and eyebrows were full of arrogance, disgust and contempt.
He unscrewed the shower head, took out a pair of pliers from the cabinet, and pulled a bunch of long hair out of the water pipe.
The red water poured onto the white tiles. The water that first flowed out was red to black in color, and was filled with a pungent fishy smell.
Tangning covered his nose.
The sound of running water was heard in the bathroom, and even under the cover of the sound of water, it seemed that something else was moving in secret.
Mo Yunchu held the water pipe with an expressionless face and let out a slight click of his lips. He was always calm and composed, but at this moment he showed a little undisguised irritation. His unfathomable patience seemed to be drained away bit by bit along with the dirty water that would never fade away.
Compared to ghosts, Tang Ning was actually more afraid of Mo Yunchu in this state.
"Has Xiao Ning invited anyone to visit your home recently?" Mo Yunchu suddenly asked.
Hiring someone
He doesn't know any friends in this instance, how can he invite anyone
Suddenly, Tangning's mind suddenly flashed back to the pile of soil in front of Lu Yingxing's grave and the words Lu Junchi had said to him -
"He was taking a shower in the bathroom, and the water coming out of the shower was red. He was a boy with short hair, but the pipes in his home were often blocked by his long black hair."
The red water and the black hair actually correspond one to another!
How is this possible? Is this a coincidence
"Some things can enter a house with the permission of their owner. Once they are inside, they will do all sorts of tricks in their owner's house." Mo Yunchu seemed to sense Tangning's fear. He softened his voice and said gently, "Of course, I believe Xiaoning would not have such a dirty friend."
Mo Yunchu frowned and made a helpless and distressed expression, "Oh my, this shower head broke at a really bad time. I can only find someone to fix it tomorrow."
When he said the word "repair", there was no warmth in his eyes. Under the cold light, his handsome face looked like a god high above.
Then, Mo Yunchu knelt down on one knee, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, held Tang Ning's feet reverently, and carefully wiped the red marks there.