Xiao Mo looked around again, but still didn't find anyone, could it be that he hit a ghost? Or are you in a trance? Since I couldn't find it, I simply didn't look for it anymore, and I turned around and wanted to go back to the car.

In the flowers not far away, a small figure moved his muscles and slowly stood up. There was a touch of heroism between his delicate eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were burning, and he looked at the man not far away with resentment.

It's this man, driving a car on a rampage, if it weren't for his good skills, he bounced away at the moment of impact, I'm afraid he would have gone to Hades to report to him.

"What? In a hurry to reincarnate? The little woman stood in place, her hands folded around her chest, and her voice came low and cold.

"Who are you? Is it a human or a ghost? Xiao Mo thought that he had hit a ghost, and his heart was a little weak, and suddenly a voice came from a place where he didn't find a person just now, like a ghost, especially terrifying on such a night. Rao is Xiao Mo, who has experienced strong winds and waves, is also a little stunned at this moment.

"Of course, it's the female ghost who came to you to ask for your life." When the little woman saw the big man in front of her, she suddenly became playful, and spread her hair to the front, covering her whole little face. Not to mention, such a costume, on such a rainy night, can really scare people.

"Ahh Ghost" Xiao Mo turned around and saw a small figure with a cloak, and God was still very cooperative at this time, and the lightning and thunder roared, making the image of the little woman's female ghost full of pictures.

Xiao Mo, who has always been not afraid of heaven and earth, was instantly stunned, and the girl who didn't look back ran away. Looking at Xiao Mo's speeding car, the little woman pursed her lips and spit out three words "coward" disdainfully

The little woman patted her head in annoyance, she was still going to look for the leaves, and forgot about business. The little woman was Tang Mi, because she hadn't contacted Su Ye for a day, she was a little worried, so she rushed over to take a look, but she didn't want to encounter such a thing.

At the moment of lifting, a piercing pain began to sweep through the body from the ankle, and a cold sweat broke out, it seemed that it was still injured, it must have been sprained.

Fortunately, it's almost there, and I don't know if Ye Zi is at home, and there is no other way at the moment, so try your luck. Tang Mi limped towards the rose garden without aggravating the wound as much as possible.

Su Ye took a hot bath, feeling much more refreshed and comfortable, even the chill seemed to have subsided, and the heart that was overly frightened seemed to return to its original position at this moment, and its reason was slowly pulled back.

Su Ye's white little face was covered with a thin layer of crimson, she changed into a white pajamas, the white of the whole body made her look fairy, and the ruffles that were slightly rolled up at the cuffs added a bit of playfulness to him.

She was looking around while wiping her still dripping hair, but she didn't find a man. The bright and moist eyes instantly dimmed, and the panic in the bottom of my heart slowly spread.

However, the door was pushed open at this moment, and the man was wearing a white shirt, the delicate diamond cuffs were unbuttoned to his elbows, and the straight trousers fit his slender legs just right, and he was as noble as a prince, but in his hand was holding a tray on which a delicate ceramic bowl was placed, and the black liquid in the bowl shook slightly.

The moment "uncle" Su Ye saw him, his eyes instantly regained his vitality, and his uneasy heart was instantly soothed, and he flew towards him happily like a little butterfly.

"Huh?" Mu Zichen's low voice whispered with a thick inquiry, and the little woman in front of him was so elated when she saw her, but it was a little unexpected for him, this is not like her.

"I didn't see you just now, I thought you were gone." Su Ye also realized that he seemed to be a little out of shape, his already crimson little face was even more red, and his little hand scratched his hair embarrassedly, and laughed wryly.

Mu Zichen put the tray on the side of the table, turned around and sat down on the sofa, rubbed her little head, and said gently, "I'm just outside, I boiled you a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea to go to the cold." ”