On the way home with Xu Xing, Wu Xi only had one thing in his mind: God, he is not alone, this Antarctic man actually has a family, what does he talk about with his wife every day, my dear, I received a lot of ghosts today, help me stew more soup to make up? She just thought about it all the way and followed Xu Xing to the door of the house. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xu Xing lives on the top floor, as soon as she opened the door, Wu Xi smelled the smell of rice, she walked in cautiously and was about to greet the hostess of the house, but found that there were two fat monks sitting at the dining table full of scraps in the living room, one big and one small, and when he saw Xu Xing coming back, he protested to him with chopsticks: "We are all starving to death, why are we only coming back now?" ”

Finding the girl behind Xu Xing, the two fat monks suddenly forgot about eating, jumped off the stool one after the other like two fat balls, and looked up and down around Wu Xi. "It's rare, Xu Xing even brought a friend back," "Yes, it's still a girl," "That's right, it's still a pretty girl." The two of them sang and harmonized like double reeds, and they didn't stop until they found a murderous gaze above their heads, but they still whispered around Wu Xi. Xu Xing took Wu Xi to the guest room, and the two fat monks also squeezed in. "Your girlfriend?" "Still sleeping in separate beds?" "Why are you so uncivilized?" Xu Xing was helpless, "Do you still want to eat?" "Yes." "If you want, go and sit down in a chair now."

The room was finally clean, but Wu Xi smiled and bent over, she barely kept a serious face and accepted the toiletries handed by Xu Xing. It turns out that Director Xu of cold noodles still has today, and he is being teased by cooking in exchange for cleaning his ears.

After Wu Xi finished freshening up, he was attracted by the dishes on the dinner table, sweet and sour pork ribs, scallion roasted sea cucumber and a bowl of steaming cucumber ham and bamboo soup, red red, green green, fragrant, extremely attractive. Having eaten too little dinner and being frightened, she was in dire need of energy. The monks, like her, rubbed their hands around the table and circled around, almost dripping saliva onto the plate. Xu Xing walked over with a plate of fried broccoli in one hand and a bowl of rice in the other, threw the plate in front of the two of them, and began to eat by himself. The two monks immediately began to protest: "Just give us this?" "We're going to eat meat." "You really think of us as monks." "How many times do you have to say it, we are not monks." They said a lot and found that the protest was ineffective, so one of them could only take a bowl of rice and munch on broccoli.

Wu Xi took a whole bowl of rice with the vegetables and went in, before he came to his senses, "Director, you are simply a Michelin chef, I didn't expect you to have such skills, it's amazing." She sincerely praised his craftsmanship, but Xu Xing didn't appreciate it, "You wash the bowl." With that, he got up and went into his room. As soon as he closed the door, two fat monks came over, "It seems that you are not his girlfriend." "Yes, yes, how can anyone be so ruthless to their girlfriends." "It's like to us." "What is the relationship between the two of you?" Wu Xi explained the cause and effect of the incident to the two of them while washing the dishes, and after listening, the two did not express their opinions, and after glancing at each other, they jumped on the sofa and cooed to each other for a long time.

It was early in the morning when everything was cleaned up, Wu Xi returned to the guest room, and he fell asleep on the bed with his clothes. This night, she slept very peacefully, and in her dreams, there were no terrible ghosts, no restless thoughts, and no Zhu Yu's thin back. Since he left, in his dreams every night, Wu Xi has been running desperately, in front of him, is the familiar figure, the back he left her when he left for the last time, she tried to run forward, stretched out her hand, wanted to touch his warm body, but it was always a little bit close. He is obviously so close to her, but it is like being separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, no matter how hard she tries, she can't ask for it. Tonight was the only night she didn't dream of him after Zhu Yu left, tonight, in the guest room of Xu Xing's house, Wu Xi slept as sweetly as a baby.

That night, it was raining lightly, Lu Wu swaggered in through the window, threw a stone on the floor at Wu Xi's feet, and then vacated away.

In the morning, Wu Xi showed Xu Xing the stone she had just found, "This is what I found when I got up this morning, and it was on the floor." Xu Xing took the stone in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while. Sure enough," he whispered. "Sure what?" Wu Xi really couldn't see anything special about this stone. "Lu Wu came last night, this stone was sent by it, it seems that the secret of Songjian Tower is about to be revealed."

Hushi Bay is the best location in H City, where most of the wealthy people in the city live, and many villas are scattered on the slopes by the sea, dazzling like stars in the night sky. Lui's villa is definitely the largest and most spectacular of all, it stands high on the top of a hill, dazzling and extravagant.

Hu Jingxin sat in front of the dressing mirror in the largest bedroom of Lu's villa, examining his slightly drunk self in the mirror. Tonight, she had a little drink, and when the man wasn't at home, she had to have some fun for herself. The figure in the mirror is still slender and slender, the skin is obviously carefully maintained and cared for, white as usual, the hair is highlighted and dyed chestnut, and there is no trace of gray hair. With such a figure and appearance, the first thing anyone who sees her is: Mrs. Lu, she is really well maintained. However, she hated these words. Maintenance? Dare to ask who would say that girls in their early twenties are really well maintained, they are like the delicate tips of the flower bones, and the full dew drops on the lotus leaves in the sun, without any modification, are already fascinating. She still remembered the girl in her early twenties, fiddling with her soft waist up and down on him, her voice was tactful like a yellow bird in the morning.

She sneered softly, she used to be much more beautiful than her, and she caused a sensation all over the country as soon as she debuted, at that time, she only needed to stand quietly on the stage and sing a song softly, which attracted all kinds of characters to come to watch, including him, her current husband. When she was called into his high-end box for the first time, she was stunned, this famous person who only existed in various magazines and newspapers, now sat in front of her, and even made a request to her a little shyly: let her sing a song for herself, and only for himself. The bodyguards and assistants left in amusement, and she blushed and sang a love song for him. When he was young, Hu Jingxin was frightening, and his beautiful pupils seemed ruthless but affectionate, and he was as beautiful as jade, no matter who he was, it was impossible not to lose his heart. After the song, the two were glued to each other, reluctant to part for a long time. Hu Jingxin knew that his fate would change from now on.

She stood up and spun around in front of the dresser, her waist still tight due to her perennial exercise habits, but it was far from the unbearable grip of Ying Ying when she was young. So, is that why he's not coming back? No, it's better not to come back than to bring someone back, but in recent years, more and more strange women have come and gone in this mansion, looking at these antique furniture collected from all over the world with amazement, and even if they meet her, they do not hide their ambition and greed. Are all the girls nowadays so shameless? I think she was brought into this house by him with such timidity. "Huh....." She smiled, as if she had figured it out at once, "They must have never regarded me as the mistress of this house, that's why they are so arrogant and bold." Thinking of this, she picked up the carved glass and drank the dark red liquid inside. Hostess...... Hostess...... Haha......" She laughed and cried like crazy.

"Click...... Click...... "Something in the cupboard caught her attention, and she put aside her memories of the past for a moment, walked over and opened the closet door with a bang. Her clothes were in the cloakroom, and there were just some close-fitting items in the closet, and she looked up and down, but there was nothing but clothes. Closing the door, Hu Jingxin walked again and sat in front of the dresser. The sound of "...... click" sounded again. Impatiently, she pressed the brass bell on the table. The maid at home opened the door and walked in, "Mother Wu, there seems to be a mouse in the cabinet, and there is a sound all the time." The corners of Wu's mother's mouth twitched downward, "Madam, how can there be rats in a house of more than 100,000 feet, what kind of place do you think this is, you won't think it's the public housing you lived in at the time......

With a snap, the glass was smashed by her, "Get out, get out of this room." She shouted hysterically at Wu's mother, the first time in more than 20 years that she dared to speak so loudly in this house, as if she wanted to shout out all her inhibitions. Mother Wu also seemed to be shocked by her, but she immediately relaxed, smiled contemptuously at the corner of her mouth, and turned her head out of the room. She lay on the bed and cried, those servants can read jokes if they want to, they have never really respected her anyway, tonight, let her be so presumptuous, she has endured it for too long.

"Click...... The voice in the cabinet didn't seem to intend to let her go, "Dead mouse, even you dare to bully me," Hu Jingxin gritted his teeth and got up from the bed, slamming open the cabinet door, and in the cabinet, except for a few clothes that were slightly shaken by her action of opening the door, there was still nothing....... Could it be that she really drank too much tonight, Hu Jingxin stared at the inside of the cabinet for a long time, suddenly gasped and took a step back, she finally discovered what the trace of uneasiness hidden in the deepest part of her heart was: in the innermost part of the cabinet, there was a black cheongsam, pitch black, embroidered with a little red plum on it, this red, as dazzling as blood. This is not her dress, of course not, she hates black the most in her life, and is most afraid of black, let alone this familiar ...... A black cheongsam that she will never forget. No, no, what's more wrong...... The cuffs of the cheongsam gradually revealed a pale arm, which slowly stretched out from the cabinet and clasped her neck. Hu Jingxin, now like a mouse under a cat's paws, trembling, but unable to move a step, inside the cabinet, slowly poked out a face with heavy makeup, black eyes without pupils staring at the once beautiful face, but now pale as a piece of paper, blood-red lips said word by word: "I'm back." ”