Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 465 The Demon Capital and the Demon Walk (4)

Bang!
A book fell from the shelf.

The hand fell powerlessly to the ground and gradually dissipated.

But the owner of the hand fled in despair.

Destined to be a restless night.

The next day, a phone call from my aunt was like a ghost calling for my life.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"Little Hu, come back quickly, your dad is crazy again! None of us can hold him down!"

Then, without giving him a chance to breathe, he hung up the phone directly.

"Ugh……"

There are only two possibilities for Dad to go crazy. One is that ghosts are causing trouble again, and the other is that he has won the lottery. Obviously, this call wants to express the former.

Walking on the street, he smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus blowing in the wind, and he couldn't help but frowned.

He knew that ghost, but it was just a poor wretch with nowhere to go, who came out to control his body when the host was tired.

Probably... nothing unexpected will happen.

A bunch of fuss.

"Handsome guy, are you bored? Do you feel that the world is dark? There is no hope for the future?" A ghost with an obvious human form floated over and asked earnestly.

He was not afraid of the sun, and there were obvious blood stains on his face, which showed that he had just left the body.

"Are you a novice? I'm in a hurry, so I don't have time to play with you." Hu Yingshu said, continuing to walk forward.

"No, since you feel depressed, do you want to come with me?" The ghost still didn't give up.

"No, get out of here." He growled in a low voice, with a grim expression on his face.

Another moment, the noise in the ears disappeared, leaving only a special voice.

"Hey, you have a lot of ghosts behind you!"

When he turned his head, a girl in a yellow woolen coat ran over and pulled the messily tied scarf.

"I know, a group." He said, shaking his head, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

"It's okay, I feel that the smell of ghosts is stronger in the direction you are going, so I plan to take a look." Hu Ning smiled wickedly, and suddenly felt sad, "You humans are so troublesome, why is this scarf so difficult to get?"

"Why do you wear it if you think it's troublesome? Isn't a demon not afraid of the cold?" Hu Yingshu said, rushing home even more hastily.

The suffocating feeling of being haunted by ghosts just now disappeared, this woman is really powerful.

"Hey, Hu Dazhuang, all living things are afraid of the cold, okay? How can anyone not be afraid of the cold? Ouch, this thing is really annoying!"

"What did you call me?"

"Oh, Mr. Hu." It's really embarrassing to actually call out the nickname I took in my dream yesterday.

She tore at it impatiently, and when she saw that the scarf was about to be torn to pieces, a warm hand covered hers, "That's not how it's used."

The man's smell is lingering on the tip of the nose, it is the mint smell of the shower gel, and there is a faint smell of washing powder.

His hands were very warm, and although his movements were not gentle, they were heart-warming.

While tidying up the scarf, Hu Yingshu's fingers accidentally touched Hu Ning's face. The soft and slippery feeling brought sparks that hadn't appeared in "several centuries", and he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"Okay, that's it."

Hu Ning scratched the place where his face was touched just now, and then patted the scarf around his neck, showing a delicate and kind smile like a rose, "Thank you!"

An osmanthus flower suddenly fell from the tree beside it, landed on the hair of the girl in front of him impartially, and then slid down the hair.

thump.

thump.

thump.

He withdrew his gaze, "Okay, I'm in a hurry, so let's go first."

"Oh, didn't we talk about it together?"

"Next time."

　Third update today.

　　Want to watch the drama, but still have several papers to write.

　　sad.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)