Chapter 1126 Two lovesickness and falling snow
A fair face, light eyebrows, and delicate lips under the bridge of her nose. The lips are slightly open, and the breath she exhales makes people confused.
A pair of bright eyes captured the soul. When their eyes met, Jiang Cheng was speechless.
With Jiang Cheng looking at her like this, a hint of shyness appeared on Wu Yingying's cheeks.
The next moment, Jiang Cheng recovered from his trance.
He was certain that Wu Yingying had definitely used some kind of charm-like ability on him, otherwise his resistance would never have been so low.
Slowly, Wu Yingying raised her lips, as if she was blaming Jiang Cheng for not being proactive enough, and she actually leaned forward and pressed against Jiang Cheng's body.
Jiang Cheng could hear the sound of his heartbeat. He couldn't figure out why he violated the taboo, but Wu Yingying had no intention of killing him.
Did this skin save me?
Lu Jianli?
When he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it. Jiang Cheng calmed his mind, gently supported Wu Yingying's body, and sat next to her on the edge of the bed.
"Madam." Jiang Cheng put his arms around her thin waist, put it close to her ear, and blew the air gently, "But, why did your husband neglect you?"
Wu Yingying's eyes were filled with resentment. But it only lasted for a moment, and was diluted by a stream of spring water. Then, he shook his head gently.
Jiang Cheng smiled, slowly lowered his head, and touched Wu Yingying's cheek, rubbing it slightly, "Madam, husband, I am the new beauty scout of the imperial court. I know that Madam is also very good at diction. Tonight you How about I have some fun while my husband sings?"
Wu Yingying blinked her eyes after hearing this, and finally tapped her chin.
Great, you can procrastinate again!
Just when Wu Yingying was about to stand up, she was suddenly stopped by Jiang Cheng. The next second, she was picked up by the waist and walked all the way to the table.
There are wine bottles and wine on the table, and some food is also placed on red paper.
Wu Yingying sat across Jiang Cheng's lap, and all kinds of spring lights suddenly appeared, and the bursts of fragrance that came through the wedding dress were like poison that seduces people.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Cheng caught a glimpse of the red hijab thrown on the bed. Jiang Cheng stretched out his finger, dipped it lightly in the wine glass, and then wrote a line of words on the table. The font was vigorous and powerful: Sanchihong The curtain especially covers the face.
Then he looked at the beauty in his arms with a smile on his face, which was very provocative.
Unexpectedly, Wu Yingying quickly imitated his actions, lightly touched the wine with her slender fingers, and then added on the other side: Half an inch of lovesickness turned to ashes.
A three-foot red curtain covers your face, and half an inch of lovesickness turns to ashes.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frown, not because this sentence was so appropriate, but because he lamented the woman's persistence and the feeling of resentment accumulated in his heart.
The candlelight was dim, and a man and a woman were dressed in costumes, reciting poems and composing poems. No matter how you looked at it, it was a beautiful sight that made others envious.
But if you look carefully, you can see the clues. Neither of them left a shadow on the ground.
Jiang Cheng always had doubts, but he had no way of asking. He guessed that the paper man named Lu Jianli could really be explained by coincidence.
Can someone really draw a face exactly like their own out of thin air?
Or have these sinister people ever seen themselves? In a moment he may never understand.
Jiang Cheng's vision became weird. He remembered Lin Wan'er saying that he was not a human being. He was accepted back from another world by the old president, through this bus.
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel in a trance. Maybe at a certain moment in the past, he really had an intersection with these people in this world.
Unfortunately, with the death of the watchman and those sinister people, these have completely become a mystery.
“How is it?”
“I didn’t hear it.”
“If you listen carefully, why do I hear the sound of something shaking?”< br>
"Huh?" Du Moyu almost pressed half of his face against the wall, "Really, rich brothers, don't lie to me?"
The fat man and Du Moyu were on the left and right. , all put their ears to the wall, the wall near Jiang Cheng's room, and listened excitedly to the corner.
"Brother Wu, aren't you curious about the situation on the doctor's side?" Du Moyu turned around and asked.
Wu shook his head, looking disdainful of being associated with him. He was weird, how could he have such a low-level interest.
The fat man stood up slightly and said with a tone of embarrassment: "Well, Brother Wu, why don't you come over and listen to us? You said that this is in the middle of the night, your right ear is bigger than The one on the left is several times bigger and is still moving towards us. Isn’t it a bit scary?”
Du Moyu felt the same.
Hearing this, Wu's face was a little embarrassed, and his ears instantly returned to normal, but he could never admit such a thing.
"I said, did you hear anything?" the fat man asked.
“Is it the kind of creaking, unbearable rocking sound of the bed?” Du Moyu looked very excited.
After a moment, Wu shook his head.
Du Moyu felt deeply regretful, while the fat man breathed a sigh of relief.
He reminded Wu that if there was that kind of sound, he must go to rescue people immediately. He could not delay for a second. If he was too late, he was afraid that the doctor would not be able to hold on until then.
At this moment, the doctor and Wu Yingying stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside through the window.
After this period of contact, Jiang Cheng also slowly let down his guard against Wu Yingying.
Of course, the most important thing is that time is almost over.
It's almost daybreak.
“It’s actually snowing.” Jiang Cheng looked at the fluttering snowflakes outside the window and couldn’t help but be surprised. How could it be snowing in what month it was?
Wu Yingying nestled in his arms, as if she had predicted that Jiang Cheng would leave him, feeling the last tenderness.
“Two people miss each other and are showered with snow, and they will grow old together in this life.”
When this sentence appeared on the wall, Jiang Cheng understood that the other party had already revealed his thoughts. , knowing that he was determined to leave.
Jiang Cheng was not sure whether this was Wu Yingying's ability or a woman's sixth sense.
He lowered his head, opened his mouth slightly, and wanted to say something to explain to Wu Yingying, but the next second, a cold lips kissed him, and a pair of arms tightly hugged his neck, and the fragrance Full of softness.
It’s dawn.
The fat man and the others waited anxiously in front of the door. As the door was pushed open, Jiang Cheng walked out.
The clothes were still neat. Du Moyu looked up and down with suspicious eyes, wondering if he had tidied them up just now.
There was only one person in Jiangcheng, and the ghost bride disappeared.
There was a hint of sadness on Jiang Cheng's face, and as he walked, there was a faint sound of bells.
Without saying anything, several people left the Wu family mansion. As soon as they walked out of the door, they saw a bus parked on the dirt road at the entrance of the village.
Who knows how this car drove into the village.
The fat man followed Jiang Cheng and walked towards the bus. Suddenly, he found a red rope exposed on Jiang Cheng's wrist, and on the red rope, there was a delicate bell.
It’s the ghost bride’s bell! He recognized it immediately.
It’s not over yet, there is something everyone wants to see in the next chapter
(End of this chapter)