After being dismantled cp

Not to be outdone, Xi Bai smiled back at his wife, his eyes narrowed like a fox, and a pair of small dimples on his cheeks were cute and innocent.

The madam's heart froze in an instant.

"Guests, let's have dinner." She looked away and said elegantly and dignifiedly.

Everyone began to eat a tasteless dinner, and the pale candles at the four corners made them feel like eating in a mourning hall.

Especially since there are three ghosts sitting here.

I can't taste anything in my mouth.

Soon, Madam put down the tableware and wiped her mouth gracefully.

Lips are redder.

"Steward, tell me how the castle is doing today," she said.

The butler saluted, pointed to a few people on the seat and began to introduce.

"This is Mr. Ye, who is here to apply for the Young Master's teacher. This is Mr. Wang and Ms. Lin, the traveler who stayed here for a while. This is Mr. Chen, the carpenter who was invited to repair the windows of the castle. And Ms. Liu, who is applying for the guard."

His hand finally points to Xi Bai.

"This is the artist who made an appointment to paint your portrait, Mr. Xi."

Madam's eyes lit up, "Let Mr. Xi come to the garden tomorrow morning."

The butler frowned slightly, "Yes."

"One more thing, Mr. Xi picked a rose in the flower field."

"Rose." The hostess's expression was a little unnatural, "Just pick it up."

"But the master planted it for you with his own hands." The butler's tone was cold, with a hint of imperceptible anger.

"Are you blaming me?" The hostess narrowed her eyes, and her charming eyes narrowed with a strong sense of oppression.

"How am I qualified to accuse you. I just remind you that the master will be back soon." The butler spoke calmly but choked.

This is a quarrel?

clue!

All survivors are aware of this.

Immediately prick up your ears and listen carefully to the conversation between the two ghosts.

Hearing the word master, the hostess had a very bad face, "He has the face to come back after being outside for so long."

There is a situation.

Everyone held their breath and waited for them to say more.

But Xi Bai's voice suddenly broke into the conversation between the two ghosts.

"Are the flower fields outside planted by the master for his wife?" He raised his hand, curious about the baby's appearance.

The hostess and the butler stopped the conversation and looked over.

The hostess' expression of hidden anger softened immediately, she liked to chat with the handsome boy.

The old man butler has long been tired of seeing him.

The housekeeper looked vigilant, he knew that Xi Bai was not simple.

"Yes." The hostess smiled softly, with the charm of a middle-aged woman.

"It's amazing. I envy you. You have a husband who loves you so much." Xi Bai cupped his face, his handsome face was full of envy.

Envy—wait a minute, is there something wrong?

You shouldn't be envious.What are you envious of!

The hostess felt something was wrong.

But looking at Xi Bai's face, she instantly put all doubts behind her.

Everything the handsome boy said was right.

"He planted all the roses in the flower field outside the castle for me. He has planted a bunch of roses every day since he first saw me, until now." The hostess did not have much warmth on her face when talking about the host Moved, but seemed calm and indifferent.

"Why are your eyes red?" the hostess said, and found that the eyes of the curly-haired handsome boy were red.

Xi Bai covered his eyes with his hands, and clear tears flowed from between his fingers.

"It's okay, I'm just too touched. It's really—touching love."

The eyes behind his hands were so red that they could bleed, he raised the corners of his mouth and said through gritted teeth.

The hostess thought his tone was weird, but didn't think much of it.

Perhaps the artist's emotions are so sensitive and changeable.

"No." She put on a sad face "He wasn't nice to me—"

"Really?" Xi Bai put down his hand for a second.

"Hmm." The hostess thought he was interested in this topic. "He and I have been married for ten years, and he was away from home for nine years. He seldom talks to me when he comes home. It's boring and boring."

"It's not like you at all, young and humorous." The hostess smiled shyly and looked at Xi Bai affectionately.

and many more.

The other survivors became more and more uncomfortable.

Why did you flirt with her while chatting?

Female ghost sultry?

Wake up, this is not Liaozhai, this is a horror game!

"Handsome guys really have privileges." Chen Tian muttered.

Such a beauty as the hostess is rare in the real world, although she is a female ghost——

But human audacity knows no bounds.

For details, you can refer to the senior surnamed Ning and surnamed Xu.

He does have the lustful heart, but not the lustful guts.

After all, the mistress can tear him apart with one hand.

Besides, the ghost faces are all hidden, who knows how miserable the real death is.

"Humorous, I am indeed quite humorous. Does your husband like this?" Xi Bai asked with a smile.

"He is a serious person, and he prefers to be obedient and obedient—" Madam was dazzled by Xi Bai's dimples, she spoke without thinking, and she stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking.

"Why don't you leave him in three words?" the hostess Fox asked, she was very confident in her charm, but after chatting for a long time, she didn't see a trace of obsession in Xi Bai's eyes.

The other party didn't even ask her what she liked.Instead, the topic has been revolving around Qi Xun.

"I just want to have a good relationship with your husband so that we can get along 'well' in the future. Don't you?" Xi Bai said with a pure face.The big eyes are shining.

The hostess' breathing was stagnant, and her long-cooled heart seemed to be beating again.

It seems that he fell in love with himself, so he thought about how to deal with Qi Xun in the future.

Thinking of this, her expression immediately became infinitely tender: "It's okay, it's fine for you to be like this now. He will like it."

"Really." Xi Bai left his seat and sat next to the hostess, "Sister, what's the master's name?"

Xi Bai had a tender face and looked only in his teens, while the hostess was already in her 40s when she died.Being called sister simply made her feel elated.

So much so that she completely ignored the strange meaning of the sentence sister.

"Why does it sound like Gong Dou?" Lin Xia whispered to her boyfriend Wang Pan, "It's like a concubine who just entered the palace greeting the queen, it's yin and yang."

"You think too much." The straight man Wang Pan said that he didn't hear anything.

"Qi Xun." The hostess sighed, "He looks like a 30-year-old man even though he's only 50, which makes people feel tired."

"It's okay, he likes young ones." Xi Bai said.

So definitely like me.Eldest sister, you are getting old, give way to the newcomers earlier.

"You can really talk." The hostess thought that the young man was talking about herself, so she covered her mouth and laughed.

The housekeeper frowned fiercely watching the happy atmosphere of the two, he interrupted aloud, "It's late, madam should rest."

Qi Chao, who had been surprisingly quiet beside him, immediately slid down from the chair and walked into the darkness with the ball in his arms.

The hostess also stood up, and the enthusiasm for chatting seemed to fade away in an instant.

"See you tomorrow." She hurriedly said, and disappeared into the pitch-black darkness with Qi Chao.

The butler gave Xi Bai a cold look, "Guests respect themselves." Then he also left.

"You attack ghosts too!" As soon as the three ghosts left, Liu Yue immediately gave Xi Bai a thumbs up.

Great, really great.

"Eldest sister is a very gentle person." Xi Bai said.

Fortunately, the hostess has already gone away, otherwise, hearing Xi Bai's harsh address would definitely make her angry.

Why can you change your face so innocently in a second, who is the person who just made out with you and called you sister?As soon as they leave, you change your mind and call yourself a big sister!

"It's not good for you. How can you call a woman big sister?" Liu Yue said.

"Oh. Auntie." Xi Bai blinked.

Under the white appearance is full of black mud.

"Okay. Pay attention to the time." Ye Liu stood up, his scrutiny glanced over Xi Bai, "Don't delay until midnight."

Speaking of zero, the others stood up one after another.

"Go back upstairs." Ye Liu said with a serious face.The same goes for everyone else.

They haven't forgotten the ghost in the corridor when they came down.

"Wait." Xi Bai said, and quickly pulled out the candles at the four corners of the table.

"Light." He passed the candle forward.But no one reached out to pick it up.

They only accept this kind of weird white candle with blue light if they are sick!

"No?" Xi Bai lost, "Okay, then I'll take it by myself."

After speaking, he walked up the stairs first.

The others stayed far away from him, for fear that ghosts would come out of the candles and affect them.

The dark stairs, only the sound of people's footsteps and breathing.

The escapees held their breath and listened intently to the movement behind them, but they walked all the way to the front of their respective rooms on the fourth floor, and there were no unnecessary footsteps behind them.

It seems that the ghost is not there.They all breathed a sigh of relief.

When she went downstairs, Liu Yue asked the housekeeper if she could share a room with Ye Liu, but she was refused.

Except for Wang Pan and Lin Xia, the rest of the people can only share one room.

Leave your room at night at your own risk.

Now we can only go back to our respective homes, let's get through the night first.

Xi Bai returned to his room with four candles in his arms. As soon as he entered, the door closed behind him with a bang.

"Thank you." Xi Bai said.

Save yourself the effort of closing the door, sensible.

He put a candle under the portrait.

Four candles are arranged in a row.

Then he unveiled the canvas with great anticipation.

Hands stopped.

Close the white cloth.

Uncover it again.

No, the people in the painting are gone!

Xi Bai's face darkened instantly, and his eyes were so dark that ink dripped out.

"where?"

He held up the candle and rummaged through the room, and the empty room was quickly turned into a mess.Those plaster statues covered with hundreds of steps stood facing the wall with their backs to him at some point.

Xi Bai stepped forward and patted one of the statues on the shoulder.

The statue trembled suddenly, obviously frightened.

"Did you see where he went?" Xi Bai asked in a deep voice.There was no harmless look in the dark eyes.

Statue: I dare not tell, so don't ask.

It chooses silence.

Xi Bai reached out and pressed the back of the statue's head, "Say." The crushed gypsum powder fell from between his fingers.

The plaster cast shivered and pointed at the wall ahead.

Xi Bai brought the candle closer, and there were two characters made up of shadows on it.

zero.

The clock scale in the hall on the first floor slowly points to zero.The moment when the minute hand and the hour hand completely coincide.

A dark shadow crawled out of the huge bell, opening its tongueless mouth wide.

A sharp and shrill cry squeezed out from his throat.

The breath spread to the ears of every survivor on the fourth floor who hadn't fallen asleep