Ye Zhihan withdrew his eyes from afar, leaned his head on the car, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, which were a little painful, and then slowly closed his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

About another hour passed, and the light in the car gradually dimmed, and Ye Zhihan opened his eyes in a trance.

In the dark car, only the electronic time installed on the car in front of him flashed faintly.

It was nearly six o'clock, and it was already completely dark. Ye Zhihan blinked, and slowly straightened up. I guess I fell asleep just now! In the dark, he looked a little dazed.

Somehow, since I came to Liu Fengshui's house, I felt uncomfortable. Therefore, after he sat up straight, he did not get out of the car in a hurry. Instead, he raised his right hand and slowly placed it on his left chest and pressed it for a while. Only then did he exhale slowly. Dragging his body, which was a little sore from sitting for too long, raised his hand and pushed the car door. Then get out of the car.

Although there are street lamps on the street of Liu Fengshui's house, the distance between the street lamps and the street lamps is a little far apart, so the light is particularly dark. Ye Zhihan walked to the gate of Liu Fengshui's house, and saw that there was not even a ghost on this dim street, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a ruffian.

The weather was unusually cold at night, although tonight the night was exceptionally quiet and windless. But Ye Zhihan still put his hands to his mouth, let out a few breaths of hot air, and warmed his somewhat painful hands.

He rubbed his hands together and slowly regressed his steps, and when he was about ten steps away, he looked up at the wall of Liu Fengshui's house.

Then he lifted his strength, ran like a fly, and when he ran under the wall of Liu Fengshui's house, he rubbed a few times, stepped on the wall, jumped suddenly, and the person landed on one knee and fell into the courtyard of Liu Fengshui's house.

He saw that the courtyard of Liu Fengshui's house was pitch black, and there were no lights in even a few rooms, and he was suspicious in his heart. He locked his eyebrows and slowly stood up from the ground.

Although it was in the dark, he still relied on his consciousness and walked towards the door of Liu Fengshui's living room without hurrying.

In the dark, he touched the handle of the door of the living room and grabbed it in his hand.

It's only six o'clock now, and there is not a single light in the house, Liu Fengshui can't be at home, right?

Damn, waiting outside for hours.

Ye Zhihan cursed secretly from his heart, and pulled open the door of the living room very carefully.

His movements were so light that he opened the door with little noise.

He crept into the living room and carefully closed the door. The living room was even darker.

He remembered that when he was there, Liu Fengshui slept in the room on the left. So, he groped to the left again.

Fortunately, the living room of Liu Fengshui's house is very simple to decorate. Except for the sofa coffee table in the center of the living room, and the TV and refrigerator on the right, there is nothing.

Ye Zhihan groped with his memory, touched the door of Liu Fengshui's bedroom, and grabbed the handrail on the door casually.

To enter, or not to enter?

On this big night, what if Liu Fengshui goes to bed early and is lying in bed? Wouldn't it be embarrassing to go in like this? You don't want to go in, do you? How did you know where your brother went?

Ye Zhihan stood at the door, thinking about it, and his hand unconsciously grasped the door handle. As soon as I wanted to push the door in, I heard a delicate, woman's voice from inside.

(To be continued.) )