Chapter 4 I like gold

"Do you like my pearl earrings?"

Pearl earrings?

No, she prefers gold.

But a simple and ignorant little girl should like pearls.

"Hmm."

"I'll give it to you if you like it, but can you sleep tonight without making any noise."

"I don't snore."

Yejing actually understood her words, but pretended to be stupid.

The woman suddenly smiled, as if laughing at her innocence, and the smile lasted only a few seconds, and her eyes were full of compassion as she looked at the night scene.

Nightscape knew what she was thinking, and looking at her with this kind of look, he must have felt that he didn't deserve to be a teammate who ran away with her, but he felt a little pitiful to leave him here.

The night scene tilted his head to look out the window, and the evening breeze outside the window made the curtains sway, bringing a touch of freedom, which made the woman in the strangled dress itch unbearably.

"It's cold outside."

When the woman heard this, her brows furrowed significantly, and her eyes changed slightly as she looked at the night scene.

"It's colder in the house."

The light was turned off by the woman.

I don't know how long later, Nightview heard the sound of the door being opened.

Fear is the most terrible enemy, it will force you all the time to make many stupid choices.

She closed her eyes again, this time literally going to sleep.

A very short incense crept into the room with the wind, and when she smelled the smell, Ye Jing opened her eyes violently, but the hypnotic effect of the incense was too strong for her to resist.

Xiao Yang, who was wiping the weapons on his body in the other room, obviously smelled this smell too, and instinctively covered his mouth and nose, but it was too late.

He fell straight to the ground.

The moon is thick.

Her drowsiness faded, and the night scene took the dagger, and the wound on her wrist was dripping with blood.

Pain is the most sobering medicine.

Night Jing tore open the sheets and bandaged himself at will, stopping the blood.

The light in the room couldn't be turned on, so she took out the fire fold she had brought with her and opened the door to the room.

The whole villa was silent, only the echo of her walking alone.

Night Jing held his breath and opened the door to Xiao Yang's room.

The bed was empty, with only a shallow mark.

She held the fire fold and descended the stairs, where a piano was placed in the center of the hall on the first floor.

It's actually a piano.

When did you appear here, why didn't you see it before?

The owner of this villa will stun all the people just to place a piano?

I remember when I was a child, when the world was not so chaotic.

My father taught me a few piano pieces, and at that time, as long as I played the piano, my father would look at him with coaxing eyes.

Constant meditation: If you are born in a time of peace, your hands are prepared to become a pianist.

Holding the fire fold between two vases, she sat down at the piano and jerkily played the black and white keys.

She remembered the song as "Dream Wedding".

The music cascades down the keys, sometimes paused, sometimes stopped.

The sound of the piano also woke someone from sleep, his Adam's apple trembled slightly, opened his slightly closed eyes, and turned on the holographic display in the air.

The girl on the screen, like a first contact with the piano, has a look full of novelty, and the blood-stained bandage on her wrist adds a bit of weirdness.

"It's so ugly."

Night Scene couldn't remember the full track, and kept repeating only a few notes that he remembered.

A gust of wind blew in, and the fire was blown out.

In the dark room, there was not a single light to be seen, and the eyes of the night scene seemed to be covered with a black cloth, and the surrounding area was so dark that no five fingers could be seen.

It seems that the sound of his piano is so bad that he can't even listen to the wind.

Just as he was about to get up, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

The elbow unexpectedly touched the person next to him.

When did this man sit down, he didn't even notice it!

The nerves of the whole person collapsed instantly, and the hand instinctively grabbed the dagger on his waist, but was grabbed by a warm big hand and pressed on the key.

The notes flow from the black and white keys, like a girl in a ballet.

The other party's fingers are very thin and long, his hand is almost two-thirds of his, his bones should be very distinct, and when he holds his hand to play, he will always unexpectedly bump into his fingers.

The smell on his body is very good, it seems to be sandalwood, but there is a little bit of the fragrance of sunken wood, smell carefully, and a little bit of the smell of book and ink, like a scholar returning from the forest after the rain.

She was very nervous, fortunately she didn't have the impulse to shoot just now, a person who can sit next to her without knowing it, can she fight?

"Relax."

He spoke suddenly, and a deep voice rang in her ears, as gentle as the murmur of a midnight lover.

At night, still stunned, the man let go of his hand.

Where is he going?

As soon as I thought about it, I felt the sandalwood coming from behind me.

The man wrapped himself around from behind, holding his hand with both hands, and led her to continue playing the dream wedding.

The condescending sense of oppression made the night scene even more tense.

In this position, if he stabbed her in the neck, he would not have the slightest room to resist.

"What are you thinking?"

Perhaps sensing the distraction of the night scene, the man slowly lowered his body, and the night scene's body leaned against the hard chest.

Listening to the man's tone at night, it was like a high-minded owner looking at his disobedient pet.

She really wanted to say that I miss you MMP

But sanity re-edited the words to be spoken.

"I'm thinking, what perfume do you use, it smells good."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but laugh.

Damn, why does this guy even laugh so well.

Why do you have a strange feeling that a pig is barking when you laugh at yourself?

The man raised his hand and gently touched her head.

"Good night, cutie."

The voice with a smile sounded again, and the end of the cute love word was long, making her feel the urge to beat him.

As soon as the hand was raised, it lost its strength.

Drowsiness hit, and I instinctively wanted to grab the dagger and slash it on my arm.

only to find that his dagger was gone.

Arrest, dog thief!

Steal the old lady's dagger!

As soon as her eyes closed, she lost consciousness completely.

The man dragged her shaking head, a faint smile shining in the glasses behind the gold-rimmed glasses.

It's weird.

He is not a person who likes to have close contact with others, and this time he actually took the initiative to approach this woman.

"Little cutie, you're very attractive to me."

The light of the morning light shone on the cheeks of the night scene, and she slowly opened her eyes, and she saw a lamp made of cordyceps.

She shook her head and immediately sat up straight.

He was sitting on a tatami mat with a small dark wooden table with a tea set in front of him.

Rubbing his eyes, did he cross over?

She was just about to get up when she touched the dagger beside her.

Fortunately, it hasn't crossed yet.

She opened the door, and the courtyard-like structure gave her the illusion of being in a Japanese garden, and she walked through the long corridor to the main hall.

At this time, the place was already full of people from the previous villa.

And the woman in the middle of the maid costume is like the curly-haired woman in a lace skirt yesterday.

At this time, she stood in the middle of the main hall with her eyes blank, like the other attendants in the main hall, sitting mechanically and pouring tea.

Yejing gasped and felt a chill run down his back.

It was the first time she felt scared as an adult.