Huo Jingheng pondered at the same time, and clicked on Weibo again, he used to think that these things were boring, and a group of people who had nothing to do and wasted their lives would read these.

Looking at it now, I thought it was quite interesting, and in the end, I was afraid that Jiang Cheng would see his secret, so I decided to re-register one, took a very inconspicuous name, and secretly followed Jiang Jiuxi.

Jiang Jiuxi does not have many Weibo fans, there are a bunch of black fans, and Jiang Jiuxi has not updated Weibo much recently.

It's okay to be idle, and I flipped through Jiang Jiuxi's previous Weibo.

Before July, Jiang Jiuxi loved to update Weibo, almost every day, all kinds of efforts on the set, or stills of various online dramas he filmed.

There is also a Weibo near the Spring Festival that seems to be in love with confession: Only because of the review of the Jun, it makes me think about the Jun Dynasty and the twilight.

And accompanied by a photo of a male singer.

Huo Jingheng frowned and looked at the comments below, all of which were all kinds of fancy scolding Jiang Jiuxi.

[I don't look at what I look like, I dare to like our brother Feng. 】

[Take Brother Feng, we don't make an appointment. 】

[This Jiang Jiuxi is really thick-skinned, and once in an interview, he took the initiative to say that he likes a man like Brother Feng, and he doesn't look at what he looks like, a woman who is worse than a bus. 】

Huo Jingheng's face was a little unsightly, and at the same time, he was a little puzzled, and he always felt that the photos sent by Jiang Jiuxi lacked a confident and sassy posture.

It was not at all the same as the Jiang Jiuxi he had seen.

…………

Mu Qiancheng also stayed in this hotel at night, but she didn't get a room for the night, and she was crammed into a room with Ding Xiaoxiao.

Even if there was a room, she didn't dare to live alone.

I didn't dare to fall asleep for a long time after lying down at night, and waited for Ding Xiaoxiao in the next bed to make a sweet snoring sound before I fell asleep in a daze.

As soon as he fell asleep, a child dressed in red appeared, his face was blue, his big black eyes were empty but hateful, and he gritted his small teeth and opened his mouth with compassion.

"Mom, I'm going to wear flowers, and I'm going to play in the water. ”

Mu Qiancheng was so frightened that she wanted to wake up but couldn't open her eyes, and struggled hard in her dream: "You go away, I asked you to come back to help me, not to let you scare me." ”

"No, I'm going to wear flowers, I'm going to play in the water. You're my mother, so you're going to take care of me. Whoever makes you not believe me can bring you good luck. You doubt me!"

Mu Qiancheng knew that this was a dream, but she just couldn't wake up, looking at the enlarged little grimace in front of her, she couldn't close her eyes: "You go away, I don't want to invite you!"

"No, Mom, I'm going to wear flowers, I'm going to play in the water. If you don't promise me, the consequences will be terrible. ”

"Ahhh......h

His hands were waving, and his facial expression was hideous.

Ding Xiaoxiao next door was woken up, sat up and turned on the light, and was startled when she saw Mu Qiancheng's appearance, and boldly went over and pushed Mu Qiancheng: "Sister Qiancheng? Sister Qiancheng, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Qiancheng woke up and sat up suddenly, with cold sweat on his face.

Covering his face with his hands, the whole person was still in deep fear.

That little ghost kid is so scary!

Ding Xiaoxiao saw Mu Qiancheng wake up and patted her on the back: "Are you having a nightmare?" It's okay, it's okay, the dreams are all reversed." ”

Mu Qiancheng's fingers sank into the roots of her hair and grabbed her hair tightly, it was not a way to go on like this.

I have to ask the master to take a look again, didn't the little ghost child say that he wanted to wear flower clothes and want to go into the water to play?

What if the master can transfer the little ghost child to Xiao Curly or Mu Shaoheng?