"If my sister can, I can. Actually, sister, it's hard for you to laugh at the grudge, I don't think you need to force it. Ning Xiang stopped her movements slightly, expelling the vague ice cream sister from her mind. Ever since she saw Lin Shushu forcing her grandfather to let her recognize her as her goddaughter, she had already decided that Lin Shushu and her were not all the way. If you have different views, you can't become friends in the end.

Lin Shushu didn't reply. Ning Xiang was a little unhappy when she saw her rummaging things at will, so she snatched the bag from Shushu's hand and wanted to put it aside, but she didn't hold it steady, and something in it flew out.

The two of them were startled, and immediately found a false alarm. How could there be a living creature in the bag?

Lin Shushu picked up something that had fallen to the ground, and when she touched a black gilded mask with some texture, the hot blood that had been roaming the whole body almost stagnated and coagulated at that moment, becoming a suffocating substance. The pores of his whole body are like a warning sound, and that mask is the mask of the man who is looking for someone to spoil him! How could it be here?!

"By the way, Ning Xiang, this is Jinmo's thing?" Lin Shushu felt that her voice was trembling, but she asked as calmly as possible.

Ning Xiang was already dressed, and saw that Lin Shushu's fingers were pinching the mask that seemed to be used at the dance party a little too hard, and she was worried that she would break it, so she quickly took it down, "It should be, I don't know." Sister Shushu, I'm not going back to the banquet hall. Leave it to yourself. ”

Lin Shushu walked out of the west courtyard with vague steps, and her mind was still ringing the bells, the sound of rain, the heavy breathing of men, the smell of tobacco in the room, and the cold black frame, the camera that recorded all the ugliness.

No way?

Lin Shushu didn't quite believe that the man was Jinmo, and that mask should be very common.

*

It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening when Ning Xiang changed her clothes, at this time, grandpa and grandma also came back from the movie theater, heard the sound of the car and grandpa's reprimand, Ning Xiang hurriedly ran to see, coincidentally, she was catching up with grandpa and grandma who walked into the yard, and accompanied them to the second floor. The banquet came to an abrupt end, except for Jinxi and Jinmo, everyone felt that the time was too short, and it was over before they had much fun, which was a pity.

Jin Mo came out of the banquet hall, already thinking about sticking to Ning Xiang, and went straight back to the West Courtyard.

Pushing open the door, Ning Xiang was not there. Strange, didn't this girl come back a long time ago?

Jin Mo skipped his brother's eyes in his mind. In an instant, his self-confidence fell to the bottom, and he even imagined the plot of Ning Xiang and his tryst in the grove outside the old mansion.

He remembered a certain novel he had read, and Jin Mo felt that he was like the stupid son of that family, Ning Xiang was the heroine, and she was a marriage candidate arranged for the disabled son, and the heroine loved someone else.

The man that the heroine likes is still very much like his eldest brother.

Jinmo couldn't stand the ridiculous associations, and felt more and more that he was too suspicious, but there was a little uncertainty, because people's hearts are always separated by a layer of flesh and skin. When I was waiting for Ning Xiang to come back in the courtyard, the plot of the novel came to mind again, and my brain turned back and forth.

Ning Xiang won't really be with Jinxi, right? Will it?

Jinmo couldn't restrain the wings of fantasy, in addition to the bad large-scale pictures in his mind, there were speculations, endless conjectures, more and more impatience, more jealousy, and more and more uncomfortable.

Grandpa really likes Ning Xiang, always thinks about her, and brings delicious food back to this snack when he watches a movie. After returning from his grandfather, Ning Xiang returned with a full load, and returned to the West Courtyard happily. It was late at night, so I unconsciously quickened my pace, quickly put the things my grandfather brought outside, and hurriedly entered the house, and Ning Xiang found that it seemed to be late.

Jinmo had cold eyes, a calm face, and seemed to purse her lips, as soon as she saw her, she pounced, wrapped her in her arms, and bit her lip, "Little girl, you still know to come back!" ”

"I'm talking to grandpa!"

Ning Xiang couldn't break free from his control at all.

Jinmo turned Ning Xiang's body around again, pressing her back against her chest.

The man's heat was accompanied by the faint fragrance of red wine in his ears, and Ning Xiang heard the beating of his heart, and his cheeks were dyed red like clouds, and he snorted softly. Jin Mo didn't let go of any detail, nor did he stop teasing at any opportunity, and said seductively with a whetstone-scraped voice, "Haven't you called it yet?" ”