Fu Fan came back to his senses and tried to stand up and speak, but he felt that he was being held in his arms, and a very light cold locust fragrance suddenly poured into his nose.

He moved his lips silently.

The chest tremors were slightly numb.

Qianwan traced a soothing talisman at a finger's distance behind his back, dispelling the cool air wrapped around his body, and let go of his hand after only hugging him, "I'm sorry." ”

Fu Fan clenched her wrist hard.

He did not hesitate to cut open the deepest fear in his heart directly, his voice trembled slightly, fragile and begging, "Don't ...... Don't leave me alone! ”

"I'm afraid...... Black. ”

Qianwan pulled his hand for a moment, held his hand back, and patted him on the back soothingly.

"I'm not leaving, don't be afraid."

In the dark, her somewhat cold voice was surprisingly warm.

Fu Fan slowly relaxed.

Qianwan lit a talisman, like an oil lamp illuminating the space within two meters, Fu Fan regained his vision, stood up with his strength, and said suspiciously, "It was ...... just now"

"There's a power outage at the mall."

Fu Fan just wanted to ask something more, but his palm suddenly tingled, and the sign fell to the ground.

The painting uses a large dark red tone to outline the pompousness and extravagance shrouded in the drunken incense mist, and the richly dressed noblewoman affectionately embraces a man, whose clothes are half-faded, as if she can't wait, and reaches out to close the latch.

Fu Fan's eyes were dark, and he said slowly, "Fragonard's masterpiece, "Latch." ”

Qianwan turned her head slightly, "You know? ”

"I've seen art exhibitions." Fu Fan pointed to the signs, "What is written on this is the same as this painting." ”

"Huh?"

"The lover cheats, and the lover enters the house."

He paused, and then added, "It's just that the identities are reversed, and the person who wrote these words should be a woman." ”

Qianwan raised an eyebrow, "How do you know?" ”

Fu Fan glanced at her, his eyes were still a little red, "The logic is chaotic, the words are pretentious, men don't write like this." ”

Qianwan hooked her lips and stood up straight to look at him, "That'...... If it were you, how would you write it? ”

"There are no ifs."

Fu Fan's tone was calm, and he replied as a matter of course, "There is no one who doesn't like me." ”

The corners of Qianwan's lips curled, and she reached out and pinched his handsome face, "Yes, no one will dislike you......"

The gentle and helpless tone was like a spring breeze blowing through the wheat field, with a gentle pet-dot, and gently scratched it in the heart.

Effortless, unavoidable.

Fu Fan's fingertips stopped on his cheeks, looking at the smile in her eyes, and he even forgot to breathe.

……

"How do I think we can climb thirty floors?"

Mo Tong stepped on the stairs, he didn't want to move anymore when he was tired, and dragged Xu Tang's arm hard, "Stand for a while, I'll take it slowly." ”

Xu Tang reminded, "You just rested for ten minutes. ”

"Didn't you have dinner?" Mo Tong forcibly saved his respect.

Whoever climbs the stairs again is brain-dead.

Xu Tang lowered his eyes, and the hand holding the sword loosened, "Forget it, let's rest." ”

Seeing that his expression was different, Mo Tong asked with some concern, "What's wrong?" ”

"We're still on the seventh floor." Xu Tang looked at him, "It's been half an hour, and I've been on the seventh floor." ”

"What?!"

Mo Tong squeezed out two words from his throat and stumbled and asked, "So...... We...... Really climbed fast...... Thirty floors? ”

Xu Tang looked at him apologetically and shook his head, "Thirty-seven." ”

Mo Tong's brain crashed for a moment, and the cells on the surface of the skin were shocked to death.

Seeing Xu Tang's apologetic eyes, my heart warmed.

Extremely freely, he took the non-existent bangs, patted Xu Tang's shoulder, grinned indifferently, and tried to comfort him, "It's okay, why don't you wait here......"

Instantly, his face changed in shock, "? What a situation! "Don't suffer Lao Tzu!!

There was a crunch, and the stairwell lights suddenly went black.

The darkness magnifies the human senses, and any movement is unusually acute.

Mo Tong only felt that there was an air flow blowing through his wrist, and he suddenly had goosebumps, and he didn't dare to move.

Brother has a talisman!!