Strange Records of Mountain Ghosts

Mei Jinxing was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Mei Xiangqing on the stage made a blessing, and all the money was refunded.Regretful sighs sounded all around.

Mu Shaohe took out the delicate black purse from his waist and shook it: "I don't have enough money to see my sister."

Mei Jinxing was about to speak when a bearded man at the other table sneered, "Miao Shengxiang's room can't be entered with money?"

A thinner person went on to say: "You two frail scholars who just came here don't know that Miao Shengxiang guards General Li like a jade."

As he said, he hugged the woman beside him and kissed a few times: "Although Miao Shengxiang is beautiful, it is not as good as other beauties. She can touch and hug her, and she is even more ecstasy..."

The woman smiled coquettishly as if she wanted to hide, but the thin man held her down, slipped his tongue over her mouth, extremely greasy, and at the same time uttered obscenities.

Mu Shaohe and Mei Jinxing exchanged glances, got up and left Zui Hongchen.

The two stopped at the corner of the street not far away. The other brothels were bustling, but this place was deserted, and no one passed by.

Mei Jinxing was a little anxious and asked Mu Shaohe to take him in secretly.

Mu Shaohe shook his head and asked Mei Jinxing to wait here, while he and Xuelong went in to find someone.

"Why?" Mei Jinxing's tone was full of rejection.

Mu Shaohe patted his back lightly: "One more person, one more danger of being discovered."

Mei Jinxing said you stay here and I will go.

Mu Shaohe approached step by step, leaned against the wall, lowered his head slightly, and touched Mei Jinxing's forehead with his nose.

"Give me a chance to perform," Mu Shaohe saw that he didn't resist, put his hand on the back of his neck, and lowered his voice, "OK?"

"What happened to you tonight?"

"Well... I just hope everything goes well."

"Do you think I'm your drag?"

"No, I'm just worried about you and want to share it for you."

The warm breath of his words hit Mei Jinxing's eyes, sometimes close and sometimes far away, always felt like he was about to kiss her.Mei Jinxing could feel the hand behind him gently stroking him, as if trying to calm down his restless heart.

Mei Jinxing was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly: "Then you remember to tell her clearly, lest she think you are a bad person."

"Okay." Mu Shaohe kissed his forehead.

However, Mei Jinxing reached out to wrap his arms around him, not letting him leave, raised his head, and lightly bit Mu Shaohe's mouth, and then separated their tightly bonded bodies.

Mu Shaohe touched his lips, a little unsatisfied: "Next time, you can bite longer."

Mei Jinxing was not ashamed, but just glanced at him: "Go quickly."

Mu Shaohe wanted to bite back, but was blocked. In the end, he could only tell Mei Jinxing to stay where he was, and went by himself.

Mei Jinxing watched him leave until he disappeared into the splendid pavilion.

He had a lot of thoughts, and the thoughts circling in his head were turning back and forth, but he didn't take a hesitant step to follow after all.

When Mu Shaohe turned into the room, Mei Xiangqing in the room was in front of the bed, her clothes half-removed, her smooth shoulders dangling white, most people would be dazed when they saw it.

Mei Xiangqing was carrying Mu Shaohe on her back, and when she heard the movement behind her, instead of pulling up her clothes, she hurriedly got under the quilt and said in a low voice, "Who is it? General?"

But he didn't turn his head to see who it was, and could only wait for the other party's answer.

Facing Boundless Spring, Mu Shaohe's expression remained unchanged. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Mei Xiangqing's shoulders, and forced her to turn around.

Mei Xiangqing didn't expect this man to be so bold, he kept struggling, but he couldn't resist, and he didn't call for help.

Mu Shaohe turned the person over and took a look. This woman's face was flat, blank, and she had no facial features.

really.

When Mu Shaohe thought of Mei Jinxing's sister, his eyes were terrified: "Where is the owner of that face?"

"What are you talking about?" "Mei Xiangqing" panicked.

Mu Shaohe grabbed her by the neck, and he was angry: "Whose skin did you skin? Don't you know?"

Mei Jinxing crouched in the corner, darkness enveloped him.

He knew something was wrong.

Mu Shaohe's stern expression when he saw Mei Xiangqing, and the strange behavior that made him stay.

So he dared not follow.

I can only hide here like a turtle, waiting for news.

I hope I'm just thinking too much.

What could go wrong?

Mei Jinxing couldn't figure it out, so she could only comfort herself.He took out the small wooden whistle, put it to his mouth and blew it, but he heard footsteps behind him.

"Is it Xiaoxing?" A nice voice, familiar yet unfamiliar, seemed like a lifetime away.

Mei Jinxing stood up in a daze, and under the faint moonlight, she saw Mei Xiangqing's unbelievable face.

"Sister..." Mei Jinxing murmured, and then slowly burst into a happy smile.

Full of joy and happiness.