The villain, she fell asleep again

Chapter 287 Hell Salesman 7
Just when the time came, Huo Sijiu took him back to hell, and the guests he sent were of course to be sent to Bai Junwei's hospital.

And Bai Junwei was also very busy, so he took time to look at the man who was walking towards him, his tone was calm, and he couldn't hear the ups and downs.

"I'm back." Her tone seemed to be a routine greeting.

Hoss nodded and didn't care about her tone. He took out the prepared gift from his arms and handed it to her: "Gift."

Bai Junwei looked at him with raised eyebrows, and couldn't help but glance at the sky outside.

What are you doing?This guy actually gives gifts?
It won't be raining red outside, will it?
Bai Junwei temporarily put down what he was doing, and quickly opened the gift. When he saw what was inside, he just lifted his leg.

Cat climbing frames, cat teasers, wool balls, rolling balls, waking mice, laser pointers, plush toys, etc.

This is the gift in his mouth?
"Hoss wine, are you sick? Are you addicted to playing?" I don't know what this person is thinking.

Bai Junwei stuffed his so-called gift directly into his arms, sat down and continued to register the list without looking at him.

If you want to play by yourself, you can play.

If this continues, sooner or later, she will be pissed off by Hoss.

In the next few days, Huo Sijiu did not come to harass her again, let alone send some messy gifts.

Bai Junwei simply put this matter behind him and concentrated on his work. There are less than two months before the end of the PK.

However, just as the hospital's performance was increasing, Hoss went to the hospital to harm those souls, causing her to lose a lot of orders.

But these are all small problems. The big problem lies with Huo Sijiu. He seems to be very busy recently and spends less time with her.

"It's all right?" Huo Sijiu said indifferently, with no expression on his face, as if he said it casually.

Bai Junwei licked the back of his hand, propped his chin with one hand and said, "It's okay! As long as you don't cause me trouble, it's a trivial matter."

"En." Huo Sijiu just responded, and turned his gaze out of the window, his eyes were dark and unpredictable.

Bai Junwei blinked, raised his hand and yawned, and fell asleep on the sofa with a small pillow in his arms.

Huo Sijiu put his eyes on her again, and rubbed her head skillfully with his big hands.

In the originally warm scene, Huo Sijiu's hand suddenly stopped, his eyes turned to other directions, and then the people disappeared.

In the dark corner, a figure flickered on and off, its scarlet eyes shimmered, and disappeared after a while.

When Bai Junwei woke up, he found that he had changed to another place to sleep, and the whole hall was empty and dead silent.

She got off the bed with bare feet, and she didn't feel the coldness of the ground at all. She looked around and saw that this place seemed to be a palace.

The gorgeously carved bed, the relief on the ceiling, and the well-designed table and chairs are dreamlike and impeccably perfect.

Bai Junwei pushed the door tentatively, but found that the door was not locked, so she walked out, observing as she walked.

An oversized lacquered mahogany armchair, and several seats that are simpler but still hard to hide the gorgeous carving materials.

A small square table, surrounded by painted flowers and birds, and a few small porcelain cups with the same floral decoration on the porcelain pot, also make the hall less gloomy.

She made a full circle here, and there was very little information about the other party, let alone where it was.

Just as she was about to pull the door of the main hall, she had already stretched out her hand, but before she could touch it, someone opened it from the outside.

The man is so handsome that people can't help but secretly marvel, his facial contours are perfect and impeccable, and there is a faint fragrance wafting from his body.

In addition, he also gives people a strong sense of oppression, and the whole person exudes a majestic aura of king.

The identity of this person is not simple, and it is very dangerous.

Bai Junwei immediately judged him in his mind, and at the same time withdrew his outstretched hand, but was held by the other party halfway.

"Is the princess in a hurry to find the king?" A deep and thick man's voice carried a hint of danger of temptation.

Bai Junwei wanted to withdraw her hand, but she didn't. She could only lightly part her red lips and said, "Who are you? Are we familiar?"

"The meaning of the princess is to imply that the king is more close to you." The man stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of hair in front of her forehead.

He behaved frivolously, but when he did it, he was inexplicably provocative, and there was also a kind of natural elegance.

Bai Junwei found an opportunity, pulled his hand away from him, and then stepped back a few steps, her hair slid down from his palm.

"Lord Ghost King, don't come here unharmed!"

Bai Junwei can already judge his identity from his words and deeds, to the self-proclaimed every time he speaks.

The ghost king pressed the corners of his lips and let out a low laugh. The seductive laughter tickled people's hearts, and he wished to be intoxicated by it.

Bai Junwei stood there with a half-smile, if she felt right, the ghost king was using charm on her just now.

"This king officially informs you that our wedding day will be three days later. The princess can look forward to it."

After finishing speaking, the ghost king floated away, with a happy smile on his face all the time. He was very satisfied with the sacrifices he sent this time.

Bai Junwei raised his hand and licked the back of his hand, a playfulness flashed in his eyes, and he stared at the gradually closing door.

The ghost king's hand can't be stretched so long, not to mention that she is still a subordinate of the king of hell, it is even more impossible to take her away without anyone noticing.

Unless there is someone who cooperates with him from the outside, or is someone from the inside of hell, who has recently become enemies and is competitive, it is probably those three women.

As for whether they did it, or someone else did it, it's not sure yet, what she has to do is to take the best policy.

Bai Junwei walked back and lay down on the armchair, resting his chin with one hand, constantly counting the time in his mind, tapping his fingertips on his legs rhythmically.

When the ghost king returned to the main hall, he kept staring at the person in the picture, and found that she was just lying there, as if she had fallen asleep.

Seeing this, the Ghost King couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, thinking about all her reactions, but he never expected her to be so calm and composed.

Not interesting.

The ghost king turned off the screen, but he didn't see the people in the screen reacting.

Bai Junwei had almost counted the time, opened his eyes and got off the armchair, took out his phone and clicked on it quickly.

The topographic map here was quickly called up, and it was really the 18th bend of the mountain road.

If she wants to get out, she has to go through many traps, which can be regarded as the ghost king indirectly imprisoning her here.

No wonder he wasn't worried at all, neither sent anyone to guard here, nor restricted her freedom, because she couldn't get out at all.

Bai Junwei used these three days to constantly deduce and calculate the agency, and also calculated the time the ghost king would monitor her.

Until the eve of the wedding, Bai Junwei was changed into a red wedding gown, a pair of embroidered shoes on his feet, and a red hijab.

(End of this chapter)