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Uncle Mao Hua lay on the man's back, holding his injured calf while thinking about how to repay this life-saving benefactor in the future. She groaned softly as she thought so, in the middle of the night, in the rain that kept falling.

After a while, Uncle Mao Hua felt that he had entered a room, and opened his eyes, but he could see nothing. The man put Uncle Mao Hua down and put him in a clean place. After Uncle Mao Hua got off the man's back, he sat down on a pile of grass and fell, not knowing what kind of place it was.

The rain was still falling like crazy outside the door, and the raindrops hit the small river in front of the door, crackling, and listening to it, one could not help but feel a little desolate. However, now, not afraid, she finally got rid of the ghost. She sat on the pile of grass, rejoicing in her victory, and hummed softly.

At this moment, there was a glimmer of light in the room, and under the light, a man stood, as tall as a mountain.

"I want to run, but there is no door!" The man spoke.

"How are you?!" Uncle Mao couldn't believe his ears.

At this time, Uncle Mao Hua wanted to run again, but she had no strength. She sat on the pile of grass, looked at the ghost, and pounced, wanting to die with it. However, this is nothing for Ghost Dan, on the contrary, this pounce has given Ghost Dan some cheapness. Ghost Dan hugged Uncle Mao Hua and kept stroking his body for a while, so that Uncle Mao Hua began to accept his fate.

In the light of the small candle, the ghost kept looking at Uncle Mao Hua, whose body was soaked by the rain, and his clothes were clinging to the flesh, and the bulge was more obvious and ugly.

Ghost Dan took off his clothes and handed them to Uncle Mao Hua's side, asking him to change his wet clothes. Uncle Mao Hua refused. However, gradually, she felt cold, and she wanted to put on the clothes that the ghost had thrown over. When he saw that he had stayed there, he stopped wearing them, threw his clothes aside, and fell asleep on the grass. Seeing this, Ghost Dan went out under the pretext of giving Uncle Mao Hua a chance to let her change the wet clothes on her body.

Uncle Mao Hua saw that the ghost dan was out, so he blew out the light at once, quickly took off the wet clothes on his body, and then put on the clothes of the ghost dan.

After Uncle Mao Hua got dressed, he fell on the pile of grass, and gradually, he wanted to sleep. At this time, Ghost Dan also walked in, sat on the side, kept smoking a cigarette, and said a word to Uncle Mao Hua while smoking.

Outside, the rain was still falling, and the sound of the rain interrupted their conversation several times, and made people feel that a mountain not far away seemed to have fallen.

Uncle Mao Hua lay in the messy grass, and gradually, she felt cold, no, she began to shiver. When the ghost saw this, he leaned over and sat down beside him, and kept talking to him, trying to make him forget the cold in such a way.

Uncle Mao Hua doesn't want to be with Ghost Dan, if this matter spreads, then he won't be able to be a person in Stone Village. But, for some reason, she felt that the ghost was a little cute, and with the cold, she gradually snuggled up to him. Ghost Dan felt a hint of a woman's smell, and the joy in his heart was really beyond what he could describe in this broken pen.

Ghost Dan gradually stretched out his hand and stretched it into Uncle Maohua's arms, and kept stroking there, which made Uncle Maohua laugh softly. Seeing Uncle Mao Hua laughing, the ghost Dan became more courageous, no, he snuggled his face over and put it on Uncle Mao Hua's face.

"So be it." Uncle Mao Hua spoke softly in the dark, so quiet that the ghost could barely hear him.

"What?" Ghost Dan really didn't hear it, and thought he was telling himself to make further movements.

"Get out!" Uncle Mao Hua felt that his body was touched by the ghost, and he was a little angry.

Ghost Dan lay a little farther away from Uncle Mao Hua.

After a long time, the rain outside continued to fall, rustling on the leaves, making a faint desolation in the heart.

The night grew deeper.

Uncle Mao Hua fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Ghost Dan got up from the pile of grass, approached Uncle Maohua, and lay down on her plump body.

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