Quick Wear: Another day when the villain is paying for it

Qiuqiu shuddered violently.

Today's host is particularly scary...

Xu Ning slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and slowly touched the boy's body. His expression did not even change at all, but the hand that touched him was shaking uncontrollably.

The faint blue light illuminated that area of ​​the world.

She stood up suddenly, closed her eyes and turned her back, and the corpse behind her was buried again.

When he found Mo Jinghuai, the young man was squatting in front of the door in silence, looking at the two old men not far away.

Xu Ning did not disturb him. He stood in the corner, leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest.

But his gaze never left the boy.

As if feeling her burning gaze, the boy moved, looked over, and met her slightly dark gaze.

"...Master Ghost Emperor, you are back."

"Ah."

No more words were spoken after that.

Until a bright light slowly rises in the east, the earth warms up, and the next day arrives.

Xu stared at the bright morning sun and said something nonsensical: "It's dawn, it's time to start."

Mo Jinghuai moved the corners of his lips, wanting to ask: "Sir, you..."

"Sister-in-law--" A sharp shout interrupted him, and a woman rushed into the yard in panic.

Looking at the two old people who had not slept all night, his already pale face became even uglier: "Sister-in-law! It's bad! Xiao Huai, he's dead!"

"What did you say..." Grandma Mo was out of breath, her eyes rolled back and she collapsed.

"grandmother!"

"Guifang——"

"sister in law--"

The scene was in chaos, and Mo Jinghuai stared at his hands in a daze.

He was clearly the first one to rush forward, but he was unable to stop Grandma Mo from falling to the ground.

He is a ghost now, not a human anymore...

Xu Ning behind him sighed, raised her hand and placed it on his palm, gently pressing down, and with her other hand gently touched Grandma Mo's brow.

"She's fine, don't worry too much."

Mo Jinghuai looked at the pair of white and slender hands in his palms, closed his eyes, slowly tightened his fingers, and clasped them tightly with hers, and replied solemnly: "Hmm."

The whole village woke up to this shout.

The river bank was densely packed with people, and the police set up a long cordon, looking cautious and guarding closely.

Soon, several underage suspects who killed Mo Jinghuai were brought to the police station.

As for the subsequent punishment, no one knows.

When Mo Jinghuai came back from outside, he saw the girl leaning against the wall, half-closed her eyes, and there was a hint of fatigue in her eyes.

The boy pursed his lips, walked forward and gently tugged at her sleeve.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Xu Ning raised her eyelids and glanced at him. Her voice was a little hoarse but particularly alluring.

"Master Ghost Emperor, would you like to go and rest first?"

Unexpectedly, she came closer, with her cheeks only a finger's distance away. She raised her eyebrows, teasingly:

"Will you accompany me?"

The slender finger painted with cardamom hooked up his school uniform, casually unbuttoned the two buttons at the collar, and the slender fingertips slid over and over again on his collarbone.

The light breath hit his neck:

"I'm sure I'll sleep more soundly if you stay with me."

"How's it going, little one?"

The boy's throat rolled up and down twice, and he grasped her fingers, his voice trembling:

"Sir, someone..."

Xu Ning moved closer to him, her red lips revealing an alluring light: "What are you afraid of? They can't see us."

"So, you want to accompany me?"