When the hands touched her neck, they suddenly retracted.

Since then, the strange voice, something has disappeared.

Tong Wanwan only felt that her thoughts were pulling her farther and farther.

When I woke up again, I found that it was not yet dawn.

There was no electricity, and candles were lit in the room.

Where do the candles come from?

She muttered to herself.

When I got up from the bed, I found that she was alone in the room, Tong Ruoqing, who slept with her at the same time, was gone, and the four men on the ground were also gone.

They all got up so early?

Tong Wanwan put on her slippers and walked out of the room.

The sky was dark, as gray-brown as it had just dawned in the morning, with an indescribable oppression.

There was not a hint of wind in the air.

She walked to the dining room, thinking that they couldn't sleep well, so they got up early, but it was also empty.

Where have they gone?

Tong Wanwan was inexplicably anxious, she walked out, stood on the steps of the stairs and looked down, and saw that her aunt seemed to be cooking in the kitchen.

I finally met someone.

She walked briskly down and ran into the kitchen, where her aunt was cutting something with her back to her.

I said hello to my aunt in the back, "Good morning!" ”

The aunt turned her head slowly, and in the darkness, the aunt held the knife and smiled kindly, but it was extremely weird, which made people feel furious.

Looking at the board again, there are actually two human hands on it.

Tong Wanwan's stomach churned.

She suddenly thought, why did Song Yuexiu and them disappear? Did they all let my aunt kill her?

Her eyes were fixed on the one that was gurgling, steaming to a large steamer and a large saucepan.

My heart hung in my throat, and my breathing was messy......

The aunt seemed to understand what she meant, and continued to smile at her very kindly, and she moved to open the two pots.

There were six human heads steamed in the steamer, and the saucepan was full of the remains of broken arms......

Tong Wanwan only glanced at it, felt that it was dark in front of her, and fainted.

Woke up again, she sat in the dining room.

In front of her was filled with "delicacies".

Aunt pinched a finger and sent it to her mouth, Tong Wanwan thought to herself whose finger this was, it looked so beautiful, it must be Gu Lanchen's.

She was sad and teary-eyed, "Gu Lanchen, you died so miserably~~~~"

Seeing that she didn't like to eat and was crying, the aunt put down her fingers and held her head again.

Tong Wanwan looked at Song Yuexiu's head, and suddenly a strong sadness surged into her heart, and she cried out loudly, "Auntie, Song Yuexiu is so handsome, why do you want to kill him, you also made his head into a curry flavor, woo woo woo woo ~~~~ You give him back to me~~~~"

I was crying sadly, but I felt a sharp pain in my forehead.

A white light flashed in front of me.

She was dazed, and with great difficulty opened her eyes, to find herself still lying on the bed in the bedroom.

It's dawn.

There was a circle of heads around the top of her head, but they were all alive and connected to the body.

The others all looked worried, only Song Yuexiu's face was not very good-looking.

She looked at them around, her eyes were red, "Thank God, you didn't die, you weren't dismembered by your aunt, you weren't steamed and boiled, it's really good~~~"

"It's still curry-flavored......" He Xi reminded with a smile.

Song Yuexiu glanced at He Xi with a look, "Is it so funny?" Do you want to make you cumin-flavored? ”

"President~~~" He Xi stopped laughing, he muttered to himself in his heart, this is not what he said.

Tong Wanwan's expression was innocent and in a trance and asked, "Was it a dream just now?" ”

Gu Lanchen spoke on the side, "It's not a dream—"