Fu Yue pushed Yu Yan who was sitting in front of her bed, and ordered her unceremoniously, "I'm hungry, bring me some snacks."
Yu Yan pointed to his nose, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "You actually ordered me? The eldest lady of the world's bank? Gu Youning, your brain was kicked by a donkey?"
The fairy baggage is completely gone.
Fu Yue pushed her angrily, "I'm crippled, what's wrong with me?"
Yu Yan left resentfully, cursing before leaving, "Eat, eat, eat, you're fat."
This woman is a typical knife-mouthed tofu-hearted woman who dislikes Fu Yue, but her body is very honest. When Fu Yue said that she wanted to eat, Yu Yan had already stood up consciously.
Yu Yan pushed the door open and went out.
Fu Yue got out of bed, endured the pain in her legs and walked to the dressing table, looking at the face reflected in the bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror was hazy yellow, and the human face reflected in it was somewhat distorted, but it was barely visible.
Distant eyebrows, almond eyes.
Long black hair, snow-white skin, and a calm temperament like a pool of jasper, no longer the fierce indifference of the past, but a little more aura of fireworks in the world, and her pale lips added a bit of fragile beauty to her.
She will make good use of this beauty.
Fu Yue lowered her curly thick black eyelashes, and the corners of her lips curled into a sarcastic arc.
Qi Shen.
Ji Qinglin.
… Ah.
As for Ji Qinglin who ran away.
He did not return to the inn until evening.
The night was getting darker, the sky was as dark as an inkstone, without a trace of impurity in the thick ink, if it was the night sky in the past, there would definitely be a few clouds on it, but tonight there was nothing.
This seems to indicate something...
A man was sitting on the branch of a big tree behind the inn.
A dashing swordsman in red.
It was a young man who was lying on the branch with one hand behind his head, holding a wine jug in the other hand, shaking it slightly.
Even in such a dangerous posture, this person is extremely calm, as if he is not afraid that he will fall.
Ji Qinglin raised his head and took a sip of strong wine, the spicy taste entered his throat, making his throat a little uncomfortable.
He is not good at drinking.
After most of the pot went down, his mind was already a little unconscious.
Why drink
have no idea.
Why is he here
… have no idea.
He clearly knows that he has already sunk into it, if this continues, the end waiting for him...maybe an abyss beyond redemption. But Ji Qinglin didn't want to leave.
Everything has deviated from the original track.
what can we do about it
… have no idea.
midnight.
Almost everyone in the inn was asleep, and the lights were all turned off.
Because this was Yu Yan's first night home, her mother insisted that she sleep at home and would not allow her to come out, so the girl Yu Yan left aggrieved.
Fu Yue slept alone tonight.
The room was very dark, the windows were tightly shut, not even a ray of moonlight came in.
Fu Yue's sleep was very light.
The slightest sound could wake her up.
He opened his eyes in a daze.
Fu Yue saw a figure in red sitting at the table.
"Fuck!"
Fu Yue couldn't hold back the swearing, subconsciously rolled up the quilt and shrank back.
be scared.
Seeing a figure in red sitting across from your bed in the middle of the night, staring straight at you, it would be scary for anyone! !
Red clothes and black hair.
Isn't this standard for female ghosts
Fu Yue took a closer look and found that the "female ghost" was wearing a silver mask.
"… Hold!"