Chapter Seventy-Five: The Boy in a Mao Suit (1)

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It may be that the car looks beautiful, and the driver who drove the car did not get out of the car and solicit passengers like others.

Fan Yingying walked up to the front and looked through the open cab window at the driver, who was lying on the door with his arms bent and his eyes closed.

The driver was in his early twenties, and his hair was shaved very short on both sides, leaving only a row of long hair in the middle that was permed into large waves, and two handfuls of green, green, yellow and yellow hair colors were highlighted.

As soon as she saw his look, Fan Yingying remembered Zou Yu, the same alternative.

The driver was originally lying on the door of the car, probably sensing Fan Yingying's scouting gaze, and suddenly raised his head, a pair of narrow and deep eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and when he looked over, there was a flash of sharpness.

The driver is really handsome.

"By car?" The driver greeted him, but he couldn't hear how warm the tone was, as if he was asking at home.

Fan Yingying stretched out her head to look into the car, and saw that there seemed to be a person sitting inside, so she asked, "Are you going to the provincial capital?" ”

"Go." The driver answered, and his eyes fell on Fan Yingying, as if she had no focus.

"How much?" Fan Yingying asked casually. There was no sunscreen on the window glass in the car, but it was too dark at night to see what the other person sitting in the car looked like.

Fan Yingying stared at the driver intently, and felt that there was indeed yin qi on his body, but the yin qi was very weak, just a faint layer around him.

"One hundred and fifteen."

"Can it be cheap?"

The driver turned his head to look at the car, then looked at Fan Yingying again, and nodded: "One hundred and two, it can't be cheaper." ”

Fan Yingying followed and looked at the car, grinning: "Okay, one hundred and two is one hundred and two." With that, she walked to the back seat of the car and reached out to open the door.

A cold chill came to her face, Fan Yingying didn't frown, bent down and sat in, and saw that there was indeed a person sitting inside, that person was a young man who looked sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a Mao suit, with a slender neck, and saw Fan Yingying get into the car, just turned her head and glanced lightly, and stared at the window again.

Fan Yingying looked at his strange dress, and subconsciously moved to the side.

The young man lightly commanded the driver: "Let's drive." ”

The driver agreed, really stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove out of the small square.

Fan Ying looked through the rearview mirror, looked at the driver's stiff gaze, turned her head to look at the young man next to her, and asked, "Hey, how long have you been dead?" ”

The young man turned his head suddenly, with a look of surprise: "What? ”

The temperature in the car dropped sharply a few points, and it was cold.

"Don't pretend!" Fan Yingying glanced at his exposed wrist, which was white and bloodless, she lowered her head and said to Mrs. Li, "Mother-in-law, do you want to come out to say hello?" ”

A pale arm stretched out from Fan Yingying's chest, grabbed the young man's neck with lightning speed, and the old and gloomy voice sounded: "Eat it!" ”

Fan Yingying was speechless, she didn't hesitate to swallow those paper women or ghosts before, because she subconsciously didn't regard them as the same kind, but the delicate-looking and sven young man in front of her really wanted her to bite it, and she really couldn't get her mouth down.

The young man's face was frightened, his facial features were a little distorted, and he exclaimed, "Ghost! ”

The driver didn't seem to notice what was happening in the car at all, and drove intently, without even looking back.

Fan Yingying looked at the young man, frowned and scolded: "Shut up! It's noisy! After speaking, he opened his mouth to suck the young man's yin qi.

The young man glared at Fan Yingying, his two eyes were wide open, and he saw that there was water vapor overflowing inside, which quickly condensed into tears, and slipped down, the young man raised his head, and actually cried loudly, crying and crying: "Who are you, you!" Why eat me! I didn't care much about you! I didn't care much of you! Why do you want to do anything to me! ”

Belch......

It was the first time that Fan Yingying would cry when she saw a ghost, and she cried so loudly, except that her voice was resentful like a ghost crying wolf, her expression and movements were still quite moving.

The more the boy cried, the more sad he became, and his slender body trembled.

Fan Yingying was startled by his sudden crying, and it took a long time before she squeezed out a sentence: "Don't cry!" ”

The young man glared at her with tears in his eyes, his mouth flattened, and he cried heartbreakingly: "Just cry!" ”

Belch......

Fan Yingying was upset by his howl, she had never seen a man cry so well since she was so old, she couldn't bear it, she roared angrily: "Don't cry!" ”

The young man choked up, looked at Fan Yingying with tears in his eyes, and complained: "Why are you eating me!" ”

Why? Fan Yingying was stunned by the question, and before she could react, she listened to the young man complain: "She is still pinching my neck!" ”

The old lady Li, who had already drilled out of the jade pendant, was pinching the young man's neck with one hand, and when she heard this, her hand became more and more forceful, and she said to Fan Yingying: "Eat it!" The Shade is the most deceiving! ”

As soon as Fan Yingying heard this, when she looked at the young man again, her eyes cleared a little, and she opened her mouth to bite the young man.

The young man saw that he was unlucky this time, and he didn't struggle anymore, his eyes closed, and he raised his slender neck, looking like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Fan Yingying looked at him like this, and couldn't talk anymore, she reached out and dragged down the hand that Mrs. Li was holding on to the young man's neck: "Forget it, let's go, let him go!" After speaking, he glared at the young man: "Let him stop!" ”

The young man shrank in the back seat and looked at Fan Yingying, with a look of disbelief: "Don't eat me anymore?" ”

Fan Yingying nodded.

The boy asked, "Why?" ”

Fan Yingying really wanted to bite him this time, there was something wrong with this ghost!

The young man glanced at Fan Yingying carefully, made sure that she was serious, and hurriedly ordered the driver: "Stop!" ”

As if he had just heard the sound, the driver stepped on the brakes and the car stopped directly in the middle of the road.

There was a sudden screeching sound of brakes behind him, and soon a person ran from behind, banging on the window of the cab position hard, and scolding in his mouth: "Paralysis, looking for death!" I don't know how to pull over! ”

The driver sat on the seat of the car as if he was not scolding, staring ahead.

Fan Yingying reached out and pulled the car door and jumped out of the car directly.

When the scolding driver saw that someone got out of the car, he suddenly became angry and sent out all his anger towards Fan Yingying: "Are you sick?" I didn't do that to find death! Damage or not! ”

Fan Yingying was scolded inexplicably, and she didn't fight back, and slipped away with Mrs. Li as if she was running away, what is this called!