When they got home, Mo Yunchu put on an apron and cooked a meal for Tang Ning.
Although Mo Yunchu cooked breakfast today, it was very simple and did not give Mo Yunchu much room to impress. It was not until the evening when Mo Yunchu really put in the effort to cook that Tang Ning was surprised to find that Mo Yunchu's cooking was delicious.
Braised crucian carp, fried yam with black fungus, corn and pork ribs soup, one meat, one vegetable and one soup, are all home-cooked dishes, but they are cooked to the quality of a chef.
Tang Ning was already starving when he smelled the fragrance of the rice. The corn and pork ribs soup, which had just come out of the pot, was a little hot. Tang Ning drank it too quickly and the tip of his tongue was burned.
"Be careful with the heat." Mo Yunchu scooped a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently, and then passed it to Tang Ning's mouth.
Tang Ning had never been fed like this since he grew up. He tasted the soup uncomfortably. The sweetness of the corn blended perfectly into the soup. It was so delicious that Tang Ning felt like he was alive again.
The snow-white spoon left the beautifully shaped lips, and the plump lips turned a rich red due to the heat, no longer the pale color that was frightened at the beginning.
"You can eat too. You don't have to take care of me." Tang Ning said uncomfortably.
Mo Yunchu's eyes left Tang Ning's lips. He scooped another spoonful of soup and drank it slowly without blowing.
"This spoon... I just used it." Tangning was a little confused.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yunchu considerately handed a clean new spoon to Tang Ning.
Tang Ning didn't mean that, but it seemed that Mo Yunchu's understanding was correct. He picked up the spoon and continued to eat in a daze. Mo Yunchu put the most tender fish meat into his bowl. Tang Ning lowered his head uncomfortably and almost buried his face in the bowl.
His face is so small.
It makes the mouth of the bowl look bigger.
In the past, Tang Ning had to control her weight, so she rarely ate so much. This time, she finished all the food. Mo Yunchu narrowed his eyes when he saw this, as if he was happy that his cooking skills were recognized.
Since they couldn't take a shower right after dinner, Mo Yunchu took Tangning to the home theater to watch a movie. Tangning had chosen the movie. He picked Mo Yunchu's masterpiece, a movie that swept almost all the awards that year.
It was pitch black all around, and a slender hand appeared on the bright large screen, with fingers pressing on the brim of the hat. The man had a clear and sophisticated jawline, and because he lowered his head, his tightly closed thin lips seemed to show the arc of a smile.
Adjusting the position of the military cap with one hand, the man raised his head. The shadow covering the bridge of his nose quickly faded away and instead lingered on his narrow and long phoenix eyes, but it could not hide the sharpness in his eyes.
What kind of predatory look is that
Cold, calm and cruel, like a predator in the dark locking its prey firmly, and the slightly upturned corners of the eyes add a touch of charm to this dangerous gaze.
Tang Ning sat in front of the big screen, and through time and space, he was met with this deep and terrifying gaze. His scalp trembled and the muscles in his shoulders and neck continued to contract, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.
The person on the screen is Mo Yunchu, but not Mo Yunchu.
This was a completely different image from the gentle and refined Mo Yunchu in his daily life. He was aggressive, cold and restrained, and Tangning actually felt that this Mo Yunchu...
Particularly eye-catching.
The film had a great rhythm, with many climaxes and twists. Tang Ning was completely unaware of the passage of time while watching the film. Only when the ending song played did his mind wander away from the plot of the film. His entire mental state was filled with the satisfaction of having enjoyed a feast.
"Xiao Ning still likes this movie so much." Mo Yunchu's low and gentle voice sounded beside his ears.
Although Mo Yunchu's original voice was used in the movie, his tone and voice were specially changed to fit the character, making him sound particularly strong and cold. Now, Tangning was a little uncomfortable when she suddenly heard Mo Yunchu's originally gentle voice.
He turned to look at Mo Yunchu who was standing beside him. The dim light from the big screen was projected onto Mo Yunchu's face. His face was so handsome that it was almost intimidating. For a moment, Tangning couldn't tell the difference between the character in the movie and reality. "Mo Yunchu, your acting is really good," he praised sincerely.
If he had one-tenth, no, even one percent of Mo Yunchu's acting talent, his acting skills would be taken to a higher level!
Tang Ning looked at Mo Yunchu with more of the admiration of a little fanboy.
His slender and powerful hands passed through Tangning's smooth hair and gently stroked her head, "As long as you like it, Xiaoning, it's getting late. We can go to bed after taking a shower."
bath.
Tang Ning recalled the horrifying memory of encountering the ghost baby in the bathroom. He now had two choices: one was to go to bed without taking a shower, and the other was for him and Mo Yunchu to take a shower together in the same bathroom.
"... ... I'm a little sleepy. I want to go to sleep right away and not shower." Tangning felt that the option of showering together was a little dangerous, a different kind of danger.
"Okay, then I'll go to the bathroom first, Xiaoning, go to the bedroom and have a good rest." Mo Yunchu said readily.
Tangning: “!”
Tang Ning suddenly realized that his real choice was to either take a shower together or not take a shower at all. The latter was more difficult to do because Mo Yunchu would definitely be sweating from all the busy work today. What excuse could he use to stop Mo Yunchu from taking a shower
Seeing that Mo Yunchu was about to get up and leave, Tangning quickly changed the subject and said, "Let's take a shower together!"
Mo Yunchu turned around when he heard that. Half of his face was in shadow. The thick shadow under his brow made it hard to see his eyes. The corners of his lips slightly raised, a faint smile, "Okay."
Tang Ning had never bathed with anyone before, so he consoled himself that since they were of the same sex, it wouldn't be a big deal. While Mo Yunchu went to prepare bathing supplies, Tang Ning opened his phone out of boredom.
He hasn't turned on his cell phone since he entered the villa.
Now he saw that Lu Yingxing had sent him more than a dozen unread messages:
It's fucking weird. I also have that kind of handprint on my body.
I have no memory of how I fell, so how did I end up being unconscious for more than ten hours
... ...
Tangning, I just checked the surveillance video and I think something is amiss. Please be prepared before you click on the video.
Video.avi
Tang Ning clicked on the surveillance video that Lu Yingxing had sent him. The time was 10:50 pm. Mo Yunchu appeared at the gate of the villa, apparently having just returned home from work.
Then something strange happened. Mo Yunchu, who was at the gate of the villa a second ago, suddenly appeared at the door of the bedroom on the second floor. A second later, Mo Yunchu's figure flashed at the door of the guest bedroom...
A chill ran up his spine and Tang Ning's eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing.
How is this possible
I was clearly here the last second, how come the next second—
"Xiao Ning, what are you looking at?"
Mo Yunchu appeared in front of Tangning without anyone noticing. His tall and straight figure appeared silently, instantly reminding Tangning of the strange figure in the video. Tangning's hands trembled, and she hurriedly put away her phone, avoiding his deep eyes, "Nothing."
It must be nothing. There must be an abnormal frame loss in the surveillance video, which caused the whole process of Mo Yunchu's movement to be lost.
Tang Ning tried hard to forget the video, but the panic in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. He thought of Lu Yingxing who had no shadow in the corridor, and looked frantically for Mo Yunchu's shadow. Soon he saw a long, dark shadow on the ground.
There is a shadow!
Tang Ning's extremely tense nerves relaxed for a moment. The next moment, Mo Yunchu grabbed Tang Ning's wrist. His warm palm slid down and wrapped around Tang Ning's cold fingertips, rubbing them twice.
The soft flesh on Tang Ning's fingertips was rubbed like this, and her fingertips couldn't help but tremble.
"Your hands are so cold." Mo Yunchu loosened his hands and turned to unbutton Tang Ning's clothes, slowly unbuttoning them one by one, as if he was opening a gift. Her slender, fair neck was so beautiful that it was dazzling. Her collar was open, revealing her white skin and the glaring red mark.
Mo Yunchu paused, he took off his shirt and saw more conspicuous marks on her slender waist, as if they had been pinched by someone.
"What's this?"
A large hand covered the handprint. Mo Yunchu's body temperature was higher than Tang Ning's, like a molten fire that was about to devour him.
"It hurts..." Tangning's eyes trembled slightly. He lowered his head and saw the misleading marks. Tangning guessed that it must have been caused by a ghost when he was in the corridor today. However, it was inconvenient to explain this to Mo Yunchu. Tangning could only evade the question, "... I had a sore back recently, so I asked someone to massage it for me."
Mo Yunchu looked at Tangning quietly, "Really?"
Tangning felt that such a calm and deep gaze seemed to be able to see into people's hearts. He did not dare to look Mo Yunchu in the eye. Instead, he looked down at Mo Yunchu's beautiful lips, "Hmm."
The corners of her lips lifted up, and her words were still so gentle: "If Xiao Ning feels uncomfortable, tell me. I am the one who knows Xiao Ning's body best."
Tangning raised his eyes cautiously to look at Mo Yunchu. He could not tell anything from his expression. His attitude was one of complete trust. He put his warm arms around his waist and said, "I will help Xiaoning take a bath later, okay?"
She was still asking for his opinion in a gentle manner, but Tang Ning inexplicably lost the courage to refuse Mo Yunchu.
Tangning's eyes were filled with beautiful moisture as he heard Mo Yunchu say word by word, "Wash away all the dirt."
... ...
Lu Yingxing looked at the footage in the surveillance camera. The dense mist made the glass door appear frosted. Water was pouring into the bathtub, and the rising mist seemed to turn into invisible threads, entangling the young man lying in the bathtub.
His soft black hair was wet by the water, and foam surrounded him, like a butterfly falling into a spider web in the morning, weak, beautiful, and full of bound and broken beauty.
Lu Yingxing couldn't take his eyes off her. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the jealousy and throbbing in his heart.
Suddenly, his attention was drawn to a corner of the screen, where there was a mass of black gas. As he looked at it, the black gas gradually spread out like an ink spot, quickly infecting the entire surveillance screen, and in an instant the screen was pitch black.
Seeing this, Lu Yingxing cursed in annoyance. Just as he was about to check what was wrong, a ghost face suddenly appeared on the black screen!
Caught off guard, Lu Yingxing threw the entire phone out!
With a bang, the phone screen cracked and Lu Yingxing's chest was gasping for breath. After a while, he calmed down and got out of bed cursing and prepared to pick up the phone.
The phone didn't fall very far. When Lu Yingxing bent down to pick up the phone, he heard a strange noise. It seemed that there was something under the bed. He lay down and looked into the darkness.
Meet a pair of eyes made of buttons.