Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 199 The Ghost Doll Reappears

After passing three blocks along the way, the two carriages finally stopped in front of the "Fengxue Building".

It was already three quarters past the hour of You. The moon was emitting a cool, dim light, covering the earth with a thin layer of frost.

Gongsun Li and Li Yan led the way into the inn, followed closely by Mu Yao, wearing a veil and holding Xiao Douxue's arm.

Wei Wushang couldn't stand the weakling way he whined and cried out in pain, and his sharp eyes fell on his back one after another. However, Mu Yao seemed to be bewitched and kept asking him about his well-being and taking good care of him, which made Wei Wushang fall into deep self-doubt about the education he received since childhood.

Shi Jingchan kept a serious expression, but the corner of his eyes was more honest than his body, and he watched every detail of the interaction between Mu Yao and Xiao Douxue.

The tips of his ears gradually turned red, and an indescribable awkwardness surged in his heart. It turned out that the beauty liked this kind of boy.

Shen Chutang carefully observed the movements around him, calmly made a mark under the old elm tree at the door, and was the last one to enter the inn.

The Fengxue Building was bustling with people, and the hall was filled with guests enjoying the meal. It was bustling and lively.

A few of them took the room key and followed the waiter up the stairs. At the corner, they met He An, the eldest son of Yunlan, who was about to go downstairs.

Mu Yao was stunned for a moment, but did not stop.

He An looked back, staring at the receding figure, with a faint smile on his lips. When he looked back again, he met a pair of cold and dull eyes.

My heart trembled suddenly. The person who came was the silver-haired man who stood beside the beauty that day.

He An withdrew his gaze instantly, gestured slightly, turned sideways, walked past him and went down the stairs.

Shen Chutang moved to the carved railing and overlooked the blue shadow downstairs.

The two seemed to have a telepathic connection. Neither of them left, but stood there competing secretly.

After a cup of tea, He An was exhausted and finally couldn't bear the burden and walked out of Fengxue Tower.

Xiao Douxue pestered Mu Yao and cried out for care, Wei Wushang couldn't bear it any longer, and with his fists clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound, he offered to take care of this weakling.

In this way, Xiao Douxue and Wei Wushang lived in the same room, and Mu Yao was under the full protection of Shen Chutang.

As for Shi Jingchan, he had a room to himself, Gongsun Li and Li Yan had a room, and the two grooms had a room.

Several people lived in a row on the second floor, almost taking up half of the floor.

The waiter was so happy that he asked the shopkeeper for his opinion and prepared a special dish for each of their rooms.

The scale of this small town is not as large as that of a prosperous place. There is no bathtub in the bathroom, only a small brown wooden barrel, which Mu Yao is not used to. After repeated ideological struggles, she endured the discomfort in her heart and stepped into the barrel to wash herself clean.

After getting out of the bath, I saw Shen Chutang sitting at the table, absorbed in reading a book. His jade-like slender fingers seemed to be the most beautiful masterpiece in the world, smooth and delicate, with slender joints. He gently turned a page, his eyes immersed.

Under the red candle, the boy's face was like the warm sunshine in spring, without a trace of hostility, and every line was filled with tenderness.

In Mu Yao's eyes, Shen Chutang was so gentle to the core that she was obsessed with him and wanted to keep watching him.

Shen Chutang suddenly stopped turning the pages, closed the book, looked at her sideways and said with a smile: "Come and eat something."

Only then did Mu Yao notice the food on the table.

"We don't have steamed cured meat here, only cured meat. I asked someone upstairs to fry some with coriander. Come and try it and see if it suits your taste." Shen Chutang pushed the dish in front of Mu Yao and served her a bowl of bamboo leaf porridge.

There are five dishes today, but they are a balanced combination of meat and vegetables, with plenty of soups and fruit snacks.

Mu Yao took a bite of the coriander fried bacon and smiled sweetly.

"delicious."

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of starlight. After the bath, her skin was even more alluring and rosy, which was fascinating.

Shen Chutang's eyes swept across her gorgeous face inch by inch, and finally landed on her two delicate lips. There was a light layer of oil on them, with a crystal clear luster, tempting him to kiss them.

"Why don't you eat?"

Seeing that Shen Chutang didn't pick up his chopsticks and was sitting there motionless, Mu Yao thought that his picky eating habit had come back again, so she picked up a piece of mung bean cake and put it in his bowl.

"Chu Tang, people are made of iron and food is made of steel. Sometimes, even if the food doesn't suit your taste, you still have to eat it."

Shen Chutang regained his composure, picked up the chopsticks and started moving.

After this meal, Mu Yao gained a new understanding of her husband's appetite.

He ate very little, much less than I did.

Mu Yao was really confused, how did he survive? Or when one's kung fu reaches a certain level, one no longer needs to eat?

She thought Wei Wushang was normal in this respect. He ate what he was supposed to eat and was never picky about food.

After the meal, Shen Chutang picked up the book and began to read it by candlelight.

Mu Yao curled her lips, rinsed her mouth, and walked straight to the bed.

It was a hot summer day and after a day of running around, she was so tired that her bones were almost falling apart.

I lay quietly in bed. Somehow, although I was clearly feeling very tired, that green light kept flashing through my mind, and even my breathing became slightly faster.

"Can't sleep?"

Before she knew it, Shen Chutang was already sitting beside the bed, helping her up and handing her a glass of cold water.

Mu Yao took several sips to suppress her palpitations.

"I can't sleep."

Not only could she not sleep, but there was also a shadow in her heart that would not disappear or go away.

She clearly saw the green light, so why didn't anyone else react? Or was it just her who could see it?

Thinking of this, a chill swept through her body, and she was so frightened that she couldn't help but shrink into the satin quilt.

"Are you cold?" Shen Chutang paused and placed his big hand on her forehead.

"A little bit." Mu Yao lay back on the bed, sighing in her heart. It was terrible, could it be that I was struck by evil spirits today and had hysteria?

Not only was she scared by the green light, but she was also terrified by the two children and the terrifying sound of the pinball.

"Chu Tang, did you see today..."

The soft lips blocked her words before she could finish them.

After a long time, the boy let go of the girl and whispered in her ear: "Are you still cold?"

His body covered hers, his eyes gentle.

The warm breath sprayed on her earlobes, a tingling sensation came over her, and a few moans escaped from her throat.

The boy's body suddenly tensed up involuntarily, and an overwhelming tremor swept over him like a surging river or sea.

As the world spun around, he pinched the girl's perfect chin, neither too hard nor too light, and brought it close to her lips.

The deep gaze was bottomless. When he raised his hand, the curtain fell, and the spring breeze rose, blowing across the sea of ​​flowers, interweaving a beautiful picture under the reflection of the red candle.

The night was as dark as water, the wind was still and the waves were calm, the air was humid and heavy. Suddenly, a flash of lightning illuminated the sky, causing this hard-earned tranquility to suddenly change.

The sky was filled with clouds and mist, and heavy rain began to fall, which lasted until the next day.

Mu Yao lay on the bed, listening to the crackling sounds outside the window, and let out a long breath.

With this horrible weather, I have to wait till night to get home!

The quilt was warm, and her body was like soft cotton, immersed in the remaining body warmth.

"I'll go order some food. Do you want anything to eat?"

Shen Chutang leaned close to Mu Yao's ear and spoke softly, tenderly and low.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

The rain was getting heavier. I might as well not go out since I didn't have the energy to go out anyway.

Slowly, the beautiful girl's brows relaxed, a honey-colored complexion appeared on her face, and only the sound of her steady heartbeat remained.

"Crack, snap, snap."

The familiar sound of pinballs echoed in the dream, and there seemed to be the ethereal and creepy laughter of a child.

Mu Yao suddenly woke up from the bed.

She carefully scanned every corner of the house and found nothing unusual.

"Hatsudo!"

Mu Yao shouted twice and instantly remembered what Shen Chutang had told her.

By the time I calmed down, my shirt was already soaked.

She quickly put on her clothes and ran towards the room where Wei Wushang and Xiao Douxue were.

As I knocked on the door, the sound of pinball was heard again behind me.

When she turned around suddenly, she saw two children rolling a Cuju with their heads down passing by her.

Mu Yao stared at their backs in shock and knocked on the door with more force.

The child suddenly stopped, looked back and smiled.

She saw it clearly.

They were two distorted faces with a green glow. Their eyes were hollow and cloudy, as if they were covered with a thin layer of spider web.

When Wei Wushang opened the door, he saw Mu Yao stiffly with her head tilted to one side.

Confused, he asked, "What are you looking at?"

Mu Yao turned around with a pale face and saw that familiar face. Her eyes turned dark instantly and she collapsed in her son's arms.