After Ying Ziyu came back from washing his face in the bathroom, he collapsed on the bed and rolled up the soft and fragrant quilt on his body and fell asleep directly.

And in the process of rolling the quilt, a long hair that Lan Sixi fell on the quilt happened to be stained on Ying Ziyu's still somewhat moist upper lip.

Ying Ziyu unconsciously licked his lips when he was about to fall asleep, and licked the hair into his mouth in one fell swoop.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Ying Ziyu muttered: The hair of the female ghost!

Then, Ying Ziyu really had a dream.

......

"In my dream, Ying Ziyu came to the exact same tavern, and the proprietress of the tavern was still Lan Sixi.

The later dream development is almost the same as what Ying Ziyu experienced in reality.

But the difference is that Ying Ziyu drank wine with that Lan Sixi at the dinner table during dinner, and drank a lot.

Then the Yingzi fish, who was too drunk to drink, got drunk and turned into a puddle of mud.

After Ying Ziyu got drunk, the expression on Lan Sixi's face, who was sitting opposite him, instantly changed from bewitching and charming to pale and numb.

Then that Lan Sixi helped Ying Ziyu back to his current room.

After putting Ying Ziyu down on the bed, she directly took off Ying Ziyu's clothes.

And then that Lan Sixi was looking at Ying Ziyu's body and couldn't bear to look up and down his hands.

At this time, Ying Ziyu, who noticed the abnormality of her body, opened her eyes and glanced at the beautiful woman in front of her, Lan Sixi, and regained her consciousness for a short time, so she asked her, "Xiaosi, what are you doing?"

Then that Lan Sixi said to Ziyu angrily: "People are not the little four, it's your little three!"

After speaking, she still threw a charming look at Ying Ziyu, a beautiful man with a face like a crown of jade, delicate and snow-white skin, and a beautiful man with a strong chest and slender and straight legs at the moment.

And just when Ying Ziyu was a little disgusted by Lan Sixi's winkling eyes in front of him, Lan Sixi suddenly said that Ying Ziyu seemed to be possessed by something strange and wanted to help him take a look.

At this time, Ying Ziyu swore to death, desperately resisted and struggled to kick and kick her.

But in the end, Ying Ziyu was still stepped on the bed by her feet, and her whole body was rudely looked at by her.

That Lan Sixi finally let go of Ying Ziyu for the time being after feasting his eyes, saying that he should rest well, and if there was anything, he could call her.

In the dark room, Ying Ziyu curled up and nodded to that Lan Sixi, and while nodding, he tightened the thin layer of light sheets wrapped around his body.

Lan Sixi finally locked the door and left, and Ying Ziyu's tense body on the bed finally relaxed.

After experiencing extreme tension, this relaxation made the temporarily suppressed alcohol strength of Ying Ziyu, who had just drunk alcohol, suddenly explode.

So, Ying Ziyu fell asleep directly on the bed.

At midnight, there was a sudden click on the locked door and the sound of the lock being opened.

Then, with an unsettling creak, the door slowly opened, but no one stood outside. Then, a gust of wind blew into the room through the dark door, causing Ying Ziyu, who was lying on the bed, to slightly frown his sword eyebrows.

Suddenly, there was a sound of two taps on the beam directly above the bed.

Extremely terrifying, a red-clothed figure appeared in the darkness, and it looked very familiar.

The red figure slowly lowered her head, with long hair that could hang from the beam to the floor, and opened a pair of blood-red eyes with a greedy gaze at the sleeping Ying Ziyu directly below.

And even in the extreme darkness, the man in red could clearly see Ying Ziyu's immature face as beautiful as an angel in his sleep.

Then the red light in her eyes suddenly brightened, bright enough to illuminate her entire face.

What a horrible face that was!

It is so terrifying that it makes the macho man faint, the fish and shrimp that are ventilated on the surface of the water sneak back into the water to suffocate themselves, and the geese in the sky crash to death on the mountain.

The skin of the face was pale and bloodless, as if a layer of lime had been applied to white paper, her lips were as chapped as the bottom of a fish pond that had long since dried up, and her nose was so hooked that she could not even look at the fishhook.

And the most terrifying thing is that that face looks very familiar, it is the tavern proprietress Lan Sixi!

At this time, the owner of that face kept laughing "hey, hey, hey" with that terrifying mouth, and drooled greedily at Ying Ziyu.

Suddenly, the red shadow fell straight down from the beam.

But she stopped just as she was about to press on Ying Ziyu.

At this moment, she was less than an inch away from Ying Ziyu's sleeping face, and she was so close and careful to appreciate the delicious food she was about to feast on.

But do you know how she keeps her head down at the moment?

Because of her vine-like hair!

At this moment, the hair longer than the ancient tree vine was wrapped around the beam, maintaining the suspension of her body.

Finally, she still attacked the subfish.

She first raised her hands up and down again at Ying Ziyu's unclothed body under the sheet, and then ......"

......

"Hahahaha!"

At this moment, after listening to Ying Ziyu's story, Lan Sixi was smiling on Ying Ziyu's bed, leaning forward and back, rolling all over the bed.

Ying Ziyu watched expressionlessly as the woman rolled on her bed like crazy early in the morning, but she couldn't help but recall all the terrible acts she had done to herself in her dream as a female ghost.

So, the corners of Ying Ziyu's mouth twitched, and he stiffly stretched out his hand from the quilt to push away Lan Sixi's pair of feet that were almost kicking his face with constant kicking.

And after his push, Lan Sixi instantly rolled to Ying Ziyu's side, lying on the bed with his elbow on his chin and staring at the young man in front of him.

"What do you want to do?" Ying Ziyu tightened the soft and thick quilt on his body, and his neck shrunk inside.

Lan Sixi hasn't put on makeup yet, and her white and charming face is really without makeup.

And the fabric on her body is also very scarce, almost half of the clothes she usually wears and half of it.

But these were not pleasing to the eye at all in Ying Ziyu's eyes, but made him a little frightened to see the shadow of the female ghost again.

I only heard Lan Sixi squinting at a pair of amorous autumn eyes, and said to Ziyu in a lazy voice: "How did you make up such an interesting story?"

"Make up a story?" Ying Ziyu exploded when he heard it, "You didn't know you at the time, your eyes were so red, your face was so white, your nose was so hooked, your nails were so pointy, and your ......hair was so long!

Ying Ziyu gestured excitedly.

"You don't even know you, you stand on such a high beam, and when you see me, you let out a few strange laughs, and your saliva snapped twice, and it hit me directly in the face, just like spitting two mouthfuls of phlegm!

Ying Ziyu's gesture with his hands and feet, coupled with his passionate narration as the protagonist of the dream with a deep experience, is really full of emotion, making Lan Sixi, an audience, almost immersive.

Then Lan Sixi couldn't straighten up with a smile again, and her white and greasy plump body was lying on the bed as soft as mud.

Lan Sixi, who had finally stopped laughing and relieved herself, pushed Ying Ziyu's curled legs through the quilt, and gasped slightly: "Then tell me how you suddenly woke up in the end? And why did you suddenly shout something: I already knew that you were not human!"

Ying Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a disgusted face: "You only pressed me down after turning your hands up and down, and your arms clamped me tightly like iron tongs." Then you stick out your long, fat purple tongue and lick it wildly in my face. I felt an itch on my face so I woke up. As a result, I really found you lying on top of me. Then I woke up from a nightmare, and I couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams, which is why I shouted like that. ”

Ying Ziyu naturally wouldn't tell Lan Sixi that the reason why he said that was because he imagined her as a female ghost when he was washing the dishes last night.

And thinking about it day and dreaming at night, this nightmare may have been brewing since then.

Ying Ziyu suddenly turned his head to look at Lan Sixi, and the fox asked, "It's you, why are you lying on me early in the morning?"

"This ......"

Lan Sixi, who was suddenly asked by Ying Ziyu, subconsciously looked at Ying Ziyu's face, and suddenly felt extremely empty.

But soon her eyes rolled a few times, and she suddenly had an idea, and said to Ying Ziyu confidently: "I came to get dressed after I got up, but the beautiful red cheongsam suddenly couldn't be found." So I thought maybe I had taken it off the bed and forgot to put it away, so I went to the bed to look for it. ”

"Beautiful red cheongsam?"

This time, the fish is empty-hearted.

But where did Ying Ziyu know that Lan Sixi was just nonsense. The beautiful red cheongsam in her mouth may not be what it is!

And Ying Ziyu is just sitting in the right seat.

"Then did you find it?" Ying Ziyu cautiously tested, and subconsciously pressed his pillow with both hands.

"No!" Lan Sixi shook his head in disappointment.

Just when Lan Sixi thought that Ying Ziyu believed his lie and was about to reveal this matter, Ying Ziyu's hand on the pillow suddenly touched a delicate rouge box.

"What is this?" Ying Ziyu said, picking up the rouge box and looking at it.

Now both of them changed their faces.

Ying Ziyu: Oops, did I bring this box to the bed by the way after I finished drawing the talisman?

Lan Sixi: Oops, I was so startled by his sudden wake-up just now that I forgot to put the box away!

Then Lan Sixi and Ying Ziyu looked at each other in unison.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and then spoke almost at the same time the next.

Lan Sixi: "Damn, you ate my rouge last night?"

Ying Ziyu: "Okay! I ate your rouge last night!"

At this time, the two of them were stunned again, and thought to themselves at the same time: Could it be that he/she has also read the "Red Book"?"

But it was Lan Sixi who reacted first, and sneered: "A man like you who looks different, whether big or small, will always have some special habits. And you should be a fish... Devour the woman's rouge, tsk!"

Ying Ziyu sighed, and shouted in his heart: Young Master, I can do nothing today, but I must go and buy a few boxes of rouge and come back!

Lan Sixi saw that he finally suppressed Ying Ziyu, and breathed a sigh of relief. But when she thought about it, she simply didn't do anything, and then made progress, and directly concluded the matter.

So Lan Sixi suddenly sat on Ying Ziyu's knees, put his white face in front of Ying Ziyu, stretched out his thin fingers with red nail polish and dotted on it, and said provocatively to Ying Ziyu, who was a little stunned: "Oh! I also smeared a thick rouge on my face yesterday, and I think I may not have washed it off when I bathed yesterday, you can taste it!"

Ying Ziyu was about to vomit blood in her heart: This stupid woman really thinks that I have a habit of taking women's rouge? Then I might as well tell her directly that I will draw talismans with her rouge!

Thinking like that in his heart, on the surface, Ying Ziyu could only wave his hand and shake his head: "No... No need, ate last night... Eat a lot!"

Lan Sixi saw that this guy was acting really well, and his heart was already happy. But she still pretended to be annoyed: "A few boxes of rouge have all been ruined by you." Dare to eat the old lady's rouge, next time you decorate the crane top red into it, and if you dare to eat it, you will be poisoned!"

Ying Ziyu told again and again: "Don't dare, I won't dare next time!"

"Now go to the closet and find me a red cheongsam, it should be spread high, the legs should be exposed, and the skirt should be at least ten centimeters above the knees!" Lan Sixi commanded like a cold and glamorous queen.

"Then what are you doing?" Ying Ziyu wondered.

"Makeup! I've been tossing with you for so long, those drunkards are probably waiting outside to dismantle the shop!" Lan Sixi got out of bed and sat down in front of the dresser after speaking, and began to apply powder to his face.

Ying Ziyu sighed, suppressed by Lan Sixi's use of "eating rouge", and could only obey her for the time being.

In the dressing mirror, Lan Sixi watched Ying Ziyu walk to the wardrobe with his head slumped, his head arched directly into a pile of water-blue long skirts, but he didn't even look at those red cheongsams.

Lan Sixi used blue, gold, and reddish-brown to draw blue lake eye makeup for herself, while staring at Ying Ziyu who was rummaging through clothes in front of the closet, and muttered, "What the hell?"

To be continued