The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 239 Earl, Don’t Bite Me (22)
The scene in front of him gradually blurred, his neck seemed to be strangled by someone, and Cen Mu felt that he might really be dying...

If he died, what would Xiao Bai do?
He can't die yet.

He has to earn money to support Xiaobai.

"noob……"

boom!
Falling heavily on the bed again, Cen Mu took a big gulp of fresh air, and hurriedly fled from the man's hands.

"You can't run away."

It was as if Cen Mu was a monkey in the zoo for people to play with. The man had a playful smile on his face, which was frightening.

Cen Mu stared at him with his eyes wide open when his face suddenly re-enlarged.

The man didn't do anything to him again, but lightly placed a cold kiss on his forehead.

"Good night."

Like a demon, he jumped from the window and quickly disappeared.

Cen Mu was still in shock, but when he came to his senses, he immediately left the room to look for Luo Bai.

"Xiaobai! Xiaobai, wake up!" Cen Mu kept knocking on the door, still in shock from a nightmare.

Kaza, the door was finally opened.

No lights were turned on inside, it was pitch black.

Cen Mu's breathing suddenly stopped, and the suffocating feeling of being strangled came again.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Luo Bai came out from inside, his eyes were still open, obviously he was woken up by Cen Mu.

Wearing a fluffy pajamas, he squinted his eyes and asked in a milky voice.

Xiaobai is still a child.

Who is that person, and why does he call himself Xiaobai?
Cen Mu squatted down and hugged Luo Bai into his arms, tears couldn't stop falling.

"I'm sorry Xiaobai, I'm sorry."

He thought he killed Xiaobai.

However, Luo Bai leaning against Cen Mu's face, his pitch-black eyes were clear, and he didn't look like he had just woken up.

"What's the matter, uncle? Have you had a nightmare?"

"No, no, uncle just remembered that it was wrong for him to leave you alone at home these days. It won't happen in the future, it won't happen."

Cen Mu hugged Luo Bai's petite body tightly, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

Wrapping a small hand around Cen Mu's neck, he patted Cen Mu's back lightly and repeatedly.

There were waves in the drooping black eyes, as if a stone had been thrown into a pond in late autumn, causing waves to ripple.

"It's okay, Xiaobai is not afraid."

He murmured and coaxed Cen Mu in a low voice.On that serious little face, there was an expression that did not belong to this age.

"Xiaobai, go to sleep, I'm sorry uncle for disturbing you." Cen Mu suddenly remembered something, let go of Luo Bai, and immediately found a cell phone to call Meng Di.

"What? You're moving out?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously just woken up, with a strong nasal voice, but he was still surprised when he heard this sentence.

All the voices fell into Luo Bai's ears, he raised his eyes to look at Cen Mu, and quietly returned to the room.

"Yes, Meng Di." Cen Mu wiped away the tears on his face and calmed down completely.

He can no longer have anything to do with Meng Di. If Meng Di is involved, he will feel very guilty.

Can only be broken.

As for the archaeological team, he could just apply for another team. The group of tombs is so big that he won't encounter them every day.

"Why?" Meng Di's voice has returned to normal, and it can be seen that he is fully awake.

Cen Mu looked at the closed door of Luo Bai's room, "I know that you helped find this house, and there is no money in the team to accommodate Xiaobai and me. I thought about it, we are not suitable, and we deserve it. It’s better to move out.”

Meng Di was obviously anxious, "Cen Mu! We are not suitable for each other. We are like-minded and have known each other for many years. Am I not good enough for you?"

Cen Mu was firm: "I don't like you."

　[Today's update is complete, everyone go to bed early and good night]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)