Today I scare non-humans again [Unlimited]

Jiang Heng was splashed with water, and his body was completely soaked.

The clothes stuck to the skin wetly, and the cold water vapor soaked into the skin from the clothes, making Jiang Heng shiver uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth to speak, but the tip of his nose itched and he sneezed lightly.

Jiang Heng sniffed and rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers.

Yan Junhao's Adam's apple twitched, and he stared deeply at Jiang Heng's red nose.

He said in a hoarse voice: "You go take a shower first, and I'll get you a change of clothes, or you'll catch a cold."

Jiang Heng blinked his wet eyes unconsciously, nodded obediently and agreed: "Okay."

Yan Junhao tried his best to suppress his emotions and maintain a calm face.

"Are you scared?" Jiang Heng looked at Yan Junhao's tense face and asked hesitantly.

"Huh?" Yan Junhao's eyes were still wandering on Jiang Heng's slender waist which was pressed tightly by the wet and thin clothes.

Jiang Heng pursed her lips and tried to comfort him: "Your voice seems to be shaking. Don't be afraid, there are lights outside, so it won't be very dark."

Yan Junhao finally pulled his eyes away from Jiang Heng's slender waist, he met Jiang Heng's clear eyes in a daze, and it took him a while to understand Jiang Heng's words.

Yan Junhao couldn't help laughing, he stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of Jiang Heng's nose affectionately, and replied, "Don't be afraid, go and wash it."

The drops of water on the tip of Jiang Heng's nose slid down his fingertips to the root of his fingers, and the cold touch was like a raging fire.He withdrew his hand and held the drop of water in his palm.

Yan Junhao put his clenched hands behind his back, watched Jiang Heng enter the cubicle, and then turned to leave.

He walked outside the bathhouse and called out in a cold voice, "Come out."

The light in the corridor outside the bathhouse was dim, and as soon as Yan Junhao finished speaking, the light bulb on the top flickered as if it was dying.

Thick and lingering darkness suddenly poured out from all directions, crowded in the long and narrow corridor, approaching Yan Junhao step by step.

When the darkness finally approached Yan Junhao, it stopped abruptly, stopped firmly in front of Yan Junhao with a sudden brake, and then scattered into countless ghosts as if it was suddenly scattered.

"Go and get my clothes." Yan Junhao's black eyes flashed red, and his tone was different from the coldness in front of Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng took a hot bath again, the heat steamed his cheeks into pink, making his face like a peach blossom, the corners of his brows and eyes were moist and soft.

As soon as he turned off the water, Yan Junhao asked in a low voice from outside.

"Xiaoheng, I'll hand you the clothes, can you take them?"

Jiang Heng opened the door obediently and reached out to take it.

Yan Junhao lowered his eyes, Jiang Heng's white and delicate complexion shone under the light of the bathroom, making his eyes dry.

His eyes were full of fierce scorching heat, but he passed the clothes steadily in his hands.

Jiang Heng changed his clothes, and found that the clothes Yan Junhao handed him were larger in size.He meticulously rolled up the long trouser legs and rolled up the cuffs a little. After tidying up, he opened the door and went out.

Yan Junhao raised his eyes and looked, his mood that had finally calmed down was agitated again.

But at this time Jiang Heng walked towards him again, and held his hand again, with a soft and innocent face: "It may be a little dark outside, I'd better hold your hand."

Jiang Heng was wearing his clothes, which were obviously too big in size, so the neckline was loose and loose, and half of the collarbone with elegant lines was still exposed, which was charming and eye-catching.

The wrists protruding from the rolled-up cuffs are translucent white, and the thin ankles are also dangling outside the trouser legs.Yan Junhao's fingertips moved slightly, and an impulse to grasp broke out in his heart.

Jiang Heng saw Yan Junhao blankly, but didn't care, and walked out of the bathroom holding his hand.

On the floor of the corridor, there was a transparent streak of water winding forward, and finally submerging into the darkness in the distance.

Jiang Heng let go of Yan Junhao's hand and squatted down.

The strange smell of rotting fish penetrated into his breath again, making his breathing stagnate, and he quickly got up.

Yan Junhao suddenly woke up after Jiang Heng let go, he saw Jiang Heng's actions, and asked aloud: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Heng held Yan Junhao's hand again: "The water ghost should crawl away from here, let's follow along the water marks."

Yan Junhao began to get used to it, and his ears were slightly hot: "Why are you looking for him?"

Jiang Heng thought for a while, and answered carefully: "He knows who He Weidong is."

"And the traces of his activities are particularly obvious. It feels like a clue specially left for us."

Yan Junhao was pleased by the "we" that Jiang Heng said, and he happily followed Jiang Heng along the water marks to trace the past.

The water marks left by the water ghost along the road finally stopped under a water pipe. Jiang Heng raised his head, and there was a pried open air vent above, facing them in the dark.

Jiang Heng and Yan Junhao looked at each other, stepped on the protruding parts of the water pipe wall as a support point, and climbed into the vent first, followed by Yan Junhao.

It was pitch black in the ventilation duct, only the occasional light leaked in from the gap below.The iron wall of the pipe was cold and smooth, Jiang Heng climbed carefully.

He groped forward, and asked Yan Junhao worriedly if he would be afraid, which made Yan Junhao dumbfounded.

After climbing for a certain distance, Jiang Heng's men were suddenly empty, and a square hole was suddenly broken through the seemingly tight iron wall below.He was caught off guard and swooped down from the leak.

Seeing this, Yan Junhao quickly stepped forward at an incredible speed, grabbed Jiang Heng's wrist, and prevented anyone from falling directly.

Jiang Heng was still in a dazed state, he instinctively raised his head, staring blankly at Yan Junhao's stern face.

Seeing that everyone was fine, Yan Junhao breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced down, and found that the height was not too high: "Xiaoheng, get ready, I'll let go later, you jump directly to the ground."

Jiang Heng looked at Yan Junhao's furrowed brows, and vaguely saw Gu Jinyan's worried expression when he was sick.

"Little Heng?"

In the silence, Jiang Heng's heart skipped a beat inexplicably.

He blinked, reacted slowly, and responded to Yan Junhao.

The two jumped to the floor of the room below one after another.

There is a small table lamp in the room, and the warm light is sprinkled in the room, which has a strange sense of warmth.

Jiang Heng looked around and found that there were bookshelves standing on the surrounding walls, and there were many educational documents on them.In addition, there is a set of office desks and chairs in the room, and there is a pot of Evergreen beside the desks and chairs, but the leaves seem to have withered and yellowed due to neglect for a long time.

Jiang Heng took a few steps forward, and his eyes fell on the seat board standing on the table.

"Principal He Weidong." He picked up the seat card and saw the name engraved on it.

Jiang Heng was puzzled: "This is the principal's office?"