Huang Quan hits the worker

The torrential rain swept away the sweltering heat of summer. Under the rain curtain, everything returned to calm. The dust on the ground was swept away, along with all kinds of secrets hidden in the dark and invisible.

The rain continued, and in the dark woods, the lights of the villa were extraordinarily bright, the wine glass shook slightly, and the red wine was rippling scarlet under the candlelight.

"Honey, wait a long time."

The woman came out of the bathroom, wearing a red nightdress, her body was still filled with water vapor, she walked up behind the man in a seductive figure, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and hooked the man's chin ambiguously.

The man was about 30 years old, neatly dressed, wearing a pair of gold-framed eyes, and looked very gentle, but the smile on his face was indescribably weird, revealing a sense of incompatibility.

"As long as it's you, I can wait for as long as you want." The man said, took a sip of the red wine, and passed the glass to the woman's mouth, "Taste."

The woman followed the man's hand, bent slightly, and her red lips left a lip mark next to the wine glass.

The man's eyes were a bit familiar, and he pulled the woman over. The woman smiled coquettishly, and sat down on the man's lap. The atmosphere suddenly became heated. The woman reached out and took off the man's glasses. Breathing intertwined, lips were about to touch, but the doorbell suddenly rang.

The rain seemed to be getting louder outside.

The woman wanted to continue, but the man covered her lips with his hand, and said in a doting voice, "Wait a minute."

The doorbell was still ringing, the woman curled her lips and could only give up, "It's so late, who is it?"

The man stood up, put his arms around the woman's waist, and pressed a kiss on the red lips, "Wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon."

The woman still wanted to put her arms around the man and act coquettishly, but she suddenly met the man's eyes, as if remembering something, her back turned cold, and she took two steps back, "...Okay."

The man walked to the door and opened it. The sound of the rain outside seemed to pour into the room, and it rang in his ears. Coupled with the intermittent sound of the wind, all kinds of sounds mixed together, very much like a woman's whimpering.

"Hello, your courier."

Standing outside the door was a young man wearing a transparent raincoat. A black peaked cap covered most of his face. The rain was dripping down his raincoat, and a small puddle had already formed under his feet.

And he was holding a small box in his hand.

"I don't have a courier." The man glanced at this person and was about to close the door.

"It's yours." The young man said, showing a long slender finger from his sleeve, and tapped the delivery note on the box, "Chen Chang, 32 years old, born in H city, married, no children, now in You are the one who works at xx company."

The man's pupils shrank, "Who are you?"

It is impossible for ordinary couriers to know so much.

Moreover, in this villa, it is impossible for him to send the courier here.

The young man pushed the box forward, and his voice did not fluctuate, "Please sign for it."

The man squinted his eyes, remained silent for a while, and took the box over.

The courier slip attached to the box seemed different from the usual courier slips. It looked very worn out, and there was some dirt on it. I don't know what it was.

There is no sender, only your own information on it.

"It's not mine." The man said, and was about to return the box, but the young man took a step back, reached out and raised the brim of his hat, revealing his eyes.

Only then did the man realize that this young man was very handsome, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised, with a bit of arrogance, and the corners of his mouth drawn into a straight line, showing a hint of impatience.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the man felt that the color of those eyes seemed to be deep red, and his own image was reflected in them.

"Have been received."

While the man was in a daze, the young man suddenly started to say something.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

The young man lowered the brim of his hat, only his voice could be heard, "By the way, a reminder."

"This courier is paid on delivery."

There was a thunderstorm, and a chill suddenly rose in the man's heart. When he realized that he was about to grab the person in front of him, the young man had already run into the rain and disappeared into the woods.

Only the puddle of water was left at the door, and he stood alone at the door.

A woman's voice came from the room, "Husband, who is it, why don't you come in?"

The man glanced at the dark woods, the shadows of the trees were mottled, like a beast with teeth and claws, the man turned around, returned to his usual appearance, and smiled, "Here we come."

The woman was sitting at the table, not caring at all that she was wearing a skirt, so she put her legs on the table carelessly, twirling a grape with her fingers, and saw the box the man brought in, "What is this?"

"I don't know." The man said, weighed the box, and could feel something inside, not heavy, like some kind of jewelry.

The woman pursed her lips and glanced at the man, "Wouldn't some foxy girl outside send it over to swear sovereignty to me?"

The man paused, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he handed the box to the woman, as if helpless, "If you don't trust me, then open it yourself."

The woman raised her eyebrows, brought the box over, and muttered, "What, it looks dirty."

The woman's red nails slowly tore open the package and opened the box. The man squinted and stared at the woman's expression.

"Huh?" The woman was taken aback, and took something out of the box, "What is this?"

Inside the box was a small jade pendant, but the pattern on the jade pendant looked a little weird, revealing a little bit of ominousness.

When the man saw this jade pendant, his expression changed suddenly.

Why is this piece of jade here?

This is impossible, that person has clearly...

The woman shook the jade pendant, but didn't think there was anything, so she threw it aside casually, "It's boring, it's just such a piece of shit, husband, this can't be a gift from you, right?"

The woman hooked the ribbon around her waist, walked in front of the man, her toes slid across the man's calf vaguely, the meaning was very clear.

The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, he hid the thoughts in his heart, and raised the woman's chin, "Guess."

The woman laughed, "Then... Let me guess in another place."

The man hooked his lips, hugged the woman up, and strode towards the room.

He has nothing to worry about.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

There were bursts of thunder, and there was blue-purple lightning outside, as if it was about to tear the sky apart, bringing a dull uneasiness.

The leaves beat against the window, leaving only a dim lamp in the room, and the air felt damp.

The quilt had fallen to the ground, and the man was in a daze, but he always felt like he was being watched.

This kind of sticky, cold sight came from nowhere, but it made people feel very uncomfortable.

The man hugged the woman and rolled around on the bed. When the two of them lost their minds, they accidentally rolled under the bed. Fortunately, there was a quilt under it, so it didn't hurt.

Such a sense of excitement actually made the two of them even crazier.

A cold feeling slowly wrapped around his whole body.

The woman noticed that the man suddenly stopped moving, her voice was hoarse and her eyes were hazy, "What's wrong?"

The man seemed to be frozen, turning his head to the side mechanically.

Under the bed, a pale face was fixedly facing him.

The author has something to say: Xiaobai: I am just a courier without emotion.

Let's put a chapter first for now, and I will come here when I'm married~

If you are interested, please collect it! ! (Hoarse voice.jpg)