Make-up corpse please be reserved!

Early the next morning, Wang Chunhua discovered that He Qianlin was not in the dormitory. After washing up, she saw the funeral parlor that was originally deserted when she went out. It was very lively with people coming and going.

Frowning, he went downstairs, and found that the vacant family room downstairs was full of people. When the family members saw Wang Chunhua, it was like a dog seeing a bone. Their eyes lit up, and they all got up and rushed towards Wang Chunhua, blinking. Within seconds, Wang Chunhua was surrounded by the crowd.

"Master curator, please, let our family walk a little easier, give him a little extra, recite scriptures or something, you must help!"

"Master curator, my family is also troublesome to you. This kind of thing is already very sad. I really don't want him to be so painful when he goes down!"

"Master Curator..."

"Master Curator..."

Wang Chunhua was baffled by this group of people. Fortunately, Gao Nan and Liu Yan appeared in time, squeezed into the crowd with all their strength, and then escorted Wang Chunhua to the office. The outside of the office was also full of people. out of place.

"Curator, these people are the family members of the victims at Mr. Qin's funeral. They were all trampled to death. There are 24 of them in total. They were all sent over early this morning. Lin’s performance yesterday made them feel that this place is more reliable than the west of the city.” Liu Yan flipped her short hair and smiled happily. It’s rare to see so many people in a century, and she was stuck in the morgue early in the morning but received red envelopes. Soft to the touch.

Wang Chunhua raised her eyebrows and expressed disdain for Liu Yan's statement. How could He Qianlin's performance be reliable?In the end, they were all possessed and it was called reliable. This group of people really didn’t see it very well. After taking a sip of the breakfast Liu Yan prepared for herself, he suddenly thought of something: "Hey, I remember that the morgue only has eighteen drawers. ? Did you pick up so many people?"

"No way, we also pushed. Those family members didn't do it. They insisted on stopping here. There is no place for them to be parked in the cremation room." Liu Yan spread her hands, expressing that she had tried her best.

Wang Chunhua drank the porridge in a big gulp, then dropped the porridge and walked towards the morgue. Gao Lei stood at the door of the morgue, holding a note in his hand. Wang Chunhua received the morgue.

"Hey, what's going on, how can you jump in line, who is this person?" Some people in the crowd began to be dissatisfied, joking, they are all powerful people, how can they tolerate such a complete stranger snatching themselves go ahead.

Gao Lei puffed out his chest, his fat belly trembled a few times, and said in a loud voice: "This is our curator, stronger than Qianlin. She can come here to see, but the people inside are lucky." !"

Someone in the crowd's eyes lit up, and he quickly took a few red notes from his bag and handed them to Wang Chunhua at the door with a sincere expression on his face: "Master curator, I am a family member of No.16, you must help me get over it , this is not respect.”

After speaking, as if afraid of being rejected by Wang Chunhua, he stuffed the money into Wang Chunhua's hand, then squeezed into the crowd and shouted: "Master curator, remember, I am the No. 16 family member!"

This move made everyone crazy, compared to money, right? Which one of the people standing here is short of money? He took out a red ticket and threw it at Wang Chunhua, shouting as he threw it: "Master Curator, I am a family member of No. [-], Mr. Curator, you must worry about it!"

"Master Curator, I am a family member of No. 22!"

"Master curator, I am..."

"Master curator, I am..."

Gao Lei was stunned at the door. When had he ever seen such a grand scene? It was even more exciting than the rain of money. Seeing Wang Chunhua's face turned blue, she seemed to be a little angry. He threw it on him and then fell down. The money on the ground was regarded as dung, and with a roll of his eyes, he quickly picked up the money on the ground one by one, and then said loudly: "Okay, okay, the curator has remembered it all, you all be quiet, don't worry about it." It disturbed the people inside!"

This sentence was more effective than anything else. The noisy scene immediately quieted down. Gao Lei's face turned into a delicate chrysanthemum. He sent Wang Chunhua in obsequiously. A few cards were in the palm of his hand, and then he closed the door knowingly, giving Wang Chunhua and He Qianlin a private tryst environment, of course, the premise was to ignore the few corpses placed there.

He Qianlin had heard the riots outside, and saw the door closed, so she turned her head to look at Wang Chunhua, and then at the pile of money on the workbench, feeling a little uncomfortable. I have earned so much money, but I can’t save it for a year. After thinking about it, Liu Yan told herself last night that to make women happy is to buy beautiful clothes and cosmetics for women. It's too slow, how can we support the curator if this continues.

Wang Chunhua stared at the light shadows under He Qianlin's eye sockets, feeling a little suspicious. Did this person work all night?Why are the dark circles so heavy?But didn't Liu Yan just say that these people were brought here in the morning?

"Didn't sleep well?" Wang Chunhua asked suspiciously.

He Qianlin only felt her cheeks heat up, she turned around quickly, and stopped looking at Wang Chunhua. When she saw the corpse in front of her, she realized that she was wearing a mask, and she felt inexplicably guilty.

It wasn't that she didn't sleep well, it was that she didn't sleep at all all night, holding Liu Yan's dvd alone and watching that disc all night, could she sleep well?Her mind was full of thoughts about what would happen if this posture was used on the curator. He Qianlin really didn't want to think about that unspeakable feeling.

Seeing that He Qianlin was not willing to talk to her, Wang Chunhua was a little unhappy. She strode to He Qianlin's side, grabbed He Qianlin's chin with her hand, and twisted He Qianlin to face herself.

Wang Chunhua frowned, and stared at He Qianlin with wide almond eyes, with some displeasure between her brows: "You'd better not be rash, I don't want what happened last night to happen again, stay well for the past three years." By my side, you are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission, do you hear?"

He Qianlin was a little puzzled, what did it mean to stay by her side for three years?Well, Aunt Liu said that when two people are together, they have to live a life together, that is, sticking to each other, going out of the living room, entering the kitchen, fighting mistresses and hooligans, Aunt Liu also said that on the disc I have learned all the movements, and the curator fell under his pomegranate skirt in minutes. Although I don't know what a pomegranate skirt is, and I have never worn any skirt, it must mean that I like myself.

The two were so close that she could smell the pleasant fragrance of peach blossoms on Wang Chunhua's body. He Qianlin summoned up the courage to raise her head slightly, and met Wang Chunhua's eyes, only to feel that the pupils of the other's amber eyes shrank slightly, and even breathing a little Get uncomfortable.

Wang Chunhua was surprised that she seemed to be too close to He Qianlin. Looking closely, the skin on that face was so smooth that one couldn't help but want to take a bite. Subconsciously, she let go of her hand and hid back. Unexpectedly, He Qianlin actually Pulling off the mask, he leaned over and pecked lightly on his mouth.

Wang Chunhua was stunned by the cold feeling, and when she came back to her senses, she saw He Qianlin put on a mask and went to play with the corpse with a calm expression. She couldn't help being angry, and stretched out her hand to give He Qianlin a slap on the back of the head, narrowing her eyes slightly. , like a beast ready to go, staring at He Qianlin swallowed nervously, her heart beating like a drum, not knowing what to do.

"Don't be too presumptuous, if you dare to lighten me at will next time, I will definitely not spare you!"

He Qianlin looked at Wang Chunhua foolishly, and felt that the other party was so good-looking even when she was angry, her almond-shaped eyes were round and sparkling, so cute, she immediately replied subconsciously: "Then how are you going to punish me?"

Wang Chunhua's eyes rolled, don't people in this world value innocence more than anything else?Immediately, he said with confidence: "If you treat me lightly again, I will strip you naked and take away your innocence, making you shameless and ashamed!"

He Qianlin blinked her eyes, feeling that she couldn't digest this long paragraph. What does the curator mean?Does it mean that if I kiss her again, she will do the things on the disc to me?

Although Aunt Liu said that she must be on top of this kind of thing, after all, she and the curator have expressed responsibility for each other. If the curator wants to treat her like this, it is not impossible. Feeling hopeless and ashamed, He Qianlin automatically ignored these two words that she didn't understand.

Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, otherwise he would definitely be able to see the blush on He Qianlin's face. Even so, the earlobe was also slightly red. Thinking of the love action movie he watched last night, He Qianlin nodded slightly to Wang Chunhua , responded: "Okay."

Wang Chunhua looked at He Qianlin with satisfaction, and said in her heart that she still wanted to say harsh words. Isn't He Qianlin scared by herself now, and she is submissive? Well, Wang Chunhua, you are really good. Thinking of this, Wang Chunhua can't help Curling the corners of her mouth, she said softly with a very faint smile: "It's the best, I'll go back to the office first, remember what I just said!"

He Qianlin's eyes lit up, she nodded heavily, and watched the beautiful figure leave her sight with some reluctance, turned around and looked at the powder in her hand, even her eyes were full of smiles, it seemed that she had to hurry up Take care of the corpse, so that you can go back at night and kiss the curator, so that the curator can punish yourself!

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