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Not long after entering the house, Ji Chuan conjured delicious food out of nowhere. Han Luo was so hungry that he ate it all up in a short while. Seeing that the food in front of Ji Chuan hadn't moved at all, he said suspiciously: " Don't you eat?"

"Seeing that you have an appetite for eating." Ji Chuan looked at Han Luo with a smile on his chin.

Han Luo blushed, feeling a little embarrassed: "It's been a long time since I had such a delicious meal, so I couldn't help but eat more."

Han Luo looked outside and the sky became much darker again: "I don't know if it's my illusion, I always feel that the days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer now."

"Your feeling is very accurate." Ji Chuan said with an appreciative tone.

"Is there still time for us to go back now?" Han Luo looked at him uncertainly.

"What are you going back to do? Can't you eat or sleep here?" Ji Chuan's tone became a little cold.

"I'm worried that Baicheng will be anxious if he doesn't see me, and I'm worried that he and Qiu Shun will be alone together."

Ji Chuan's eyes flashed a gloomy look, but he seemed to say casually: "I don't think he cares so much about you. Didn't he run so fast before leaving you behind alone?"

"I'm also surprised at this point. They seemed to be... as if they were possessed by an evil spirit just now. There seems to be some kind of power manipulating them in the dark." Han Luo still felt a little palpitating when he thought about it, not so much that Baicheng was worried about him. Rather, he was more worried about Baicheng, the only person in the village who regarded him as a friend was Baicheng, and he was the one he didn't want anything to happen to.

"You're pretty smart." Ji Chuan smiled brightly, as if he was praising a child who did the right thing. Han Luo felt that he was a bit weird, but he didn't find any flaws. The eight-year-old was a little uncomfortable praising in an elder tone.

After nightfall, Han Luo lay down in a restless mood. When he was drowsy, Han Luo suddenly heard the sound of getting dressed, and he opened his eyes quickly. There was nothing in the room, just when he thought it was a dream. When he was watching, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bronze mirror on the side, inside, there was a picture inside!A person appeared in the mirror. That person was getting up and getting dressed with his back facing him. He was dressed in ancient clothes. Han Luo rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled, but when he looked again, the person had already turned around.At that moment, the world seemed to stand still.Han Luo clearly saw a face exactly like his own!The man didn't seem to see him, and walked to the desk beside him in the mirror, picked up a book on it that didn't exist in reality and studied it carefully, the image gradually dimmed, and the bronze mirror reflected present world.

This room is haunted!Han Luo was so frightened that he lost all sleepiness, and stayed up until dawn with his eyes open.

As soon as Ji Chuan came in with breakfast, he saw Han Luo's pale face and red eyes looking listless. He put down the tableware, sat next to him, touched his forehead and said, "Why are you sweating so much? You didn't sleep last night okay?"

Han Luo felt that what he saw last night might not be an illusion, but something the owner of this room wanted to tell him, but facing Ji Chuan who didn't know him very well, he still didn't say these words, but said: "En , I have never been able to let Baicheng and the others go."

It's Baicheng again!

Ji Chuan seemed to have made up his mind. He quietly picked up the breakfast and handed it to Han Luo. Seeing that he hadn't moved, he personally scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Han Luo's mouth.

It was only then that Han Luo noticed the existence of breakfast. He had been so preoccupied just now that he was not in the mood to eat breakfast. Unexpectedly, Ji Chuan took a spoon to feed him.

"I... just eat it by myself." Han Luo wanted to push his hand away in embarrassment.

"Eat this spoonful first." Ji Chuan didn't follow him.

Han Luo sometimes felt that Ji Chuan's actions made him incomprehensible, because Ji Chuan always cared about his appearance, and after coming here, Ji Chuan even took care of his daily necessities, and now he directly took a spoon to feed him breakfast If there is any identity that is more in line with his current behavior, Han Luo can't help but think of the word daughter-in-law. He feels that his head must be broken. Ji Chuanmei is extraordinary and has outstanding temperament, no matter what It is also impossible to fancy yourself.

Han Luo finished his breakfast with a sullen head, and when he looked up, he saw Ji Chuan staring straight at him. He touched his face unnaturally and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

"It seems to be." Ji Chuan said casually, walked up to him, and stretched out his hand to search his face.

Han Luo only felt something icy and soft slipping from his brows to the bridge of his nose passing by and rubbing against his lips a few times. Han Luo felt itchy in his heart, and Ji Chuan lingered in his nose. The faint fragrance on his body made his head dizzy even more, and his throat was a little dry.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Chuan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He sat next to him and wiped his sweat with a soft towel. The overlapping phantom of Ji Chuan appeared in front of his eyes, and he soon lost consciousness.

When Han Luo woke up, he saw that he and Ji Chuan were lying on the bed naked.

Ji Chuan rested one hand on his chest, the flush on his cheeks hadn't faded away, his bright red lips proved that he had just been roughly bitten by someone, and his usually seductive eyes were quietly closed at the moment, and his The host is intoxicated in the sweet dreamland together.

Han Luo hurriedly got up and put on his clothes. The development of the matter was beyond his imagination. Although he heard Bai Cheng mention that rich people would play with men for fun, he never thought that one day this thing would happen to him. He wanted to make up for it, but to be honest, he had nothing but poverty.

"Where are you going?"

Ji Chuan behind him woke up at some point, saw Han Luo walking outside, and asked.

"I need to calm down, I'm a bit messed up."

"I'm not nervous, why are you nervous? I'm the one who suffers, right?"

Ji Chuan looked at Han Luo's bewildered look with amused expression, and suddenly thought it would be fun to tease him: "Just now you pushed me on the bed and treated me so rudely, and I'm still in pain, how can you make it up to me?"

Han Luo has one head and two big ones, and his tongue is a little knotted: "I, can I do something for you? I will try my best."

"Oh?" Ji Chuan raised his beautiful eyebrows with a half-smile, "Are you willing to accept any request?"

"Well, as long as I can do it!" Han Luo nodded.

"Why don't you stay here forever?"

"What?" Han Luo suspected that he had heard wrong.

"You do not want it?"

Of course not!This place is too weird. I only slept for one night and saw such a horrifying scene. If I want to live here for the rest of my life, wouldn't it be frightening to become crazy sooner or later?

"Any other requests?" Han Luo asked with a bitter face.

"No." Ji Chuan replied without thinking.

It seems that he can only find an excuse to leave here first, and after leaving here, Han Luo can think of other ways to compensate him.

"Okay then, but before that, we have to join up with Baicheng and the others, and..." Han Luo looked out the window: "I see that the thick fog outside seems to have lightened a lot." It suddenly became much thinner overnight, but Han Luo was not happy. He always felt that there was a feeling that the mountain was about to come and the wind was overwhelming.