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"Click."

The door opened, and Song Yanhua, who was still wearing a long skirt, walked into the bedroom unhurriedly, completely unaware of anything wrong with her private territory.

The black-clothed butler in a tuxedo followed closely behind, carrying a person on his shoulders, and he spoke without panting: "Madam, where do you want to put Miss Lin?"

Miss Lin?Hearing this address, Jiang Ning, who was lying under the bed with Yan Sen, immediately opened his eyes wide. Unexpectedly, only half a night later, the other party was caught here by Old John.

Quietly opened a gap in the bed sheet, the two of them could only see the part below Song Yanhua's calf, everything was unfavorable, the only thing that made Jiang Ning feel lucky was that the game system hadn't prompted the message of Annie's death yet.

"Let's throw it on the ground first, and we'll talk about it when she wakes up." Waving her hand casually, Song Yanhua sat down in front of the dressing table, looking so good that she didn't look like a sick person at all.

As if she suddenly remembered something, Song Yanhua, who was taking off the earrings in front of the mirror, stopped and said, "Where are Jiang Ning and Yan Sen? Those two young men who ran around secretly, did you teach them a lesson as I ordered?"

"Don't worry, ma'am, John has locked them inside the iron gate," the old John bowed and respectfully relieved the burden from his shoulders. "No accident, they should have died in the next room by now."

"Those two people seem to be somewhat friendly." With a sneer, the old woman in the mirror bent her mouth into a malicious arc, "Whether it's a catastrophe to fly separately, or determined to be a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, they will Become my most perfect work."

What kind of friendship, what kind of mandarin ducks, I didn't expect to hear these from Song Yanhua's mouth. Jiang Ning, who was still analyzing the plot seriously, immediately froze in place, and secretly glanced at Yan Sen beside him. Get down into the ground.

On the other side, the conversation between Song Yanhua and Old John was still going on, and she dropped the earrings in her hand with a "snap". Song Yanhua glanced back at the door leading to the dark room: "When the sky dawns, you Go blindfolded and take them out."

"Remember to keep it as it is, I want their truest emotions."

It turns out that Song Yanhua and the others have nothing to do with the monsters in the room?As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Jiang Ning heard Old John's voice: "Madam, forgive John for being rude, if this continues, one day you will be unable to control it."

"What are you afraid of? It's just some useless resentment." Taking out the paints in the drawer, Song Yanhua picked and picked them indifferently. "The soul is trapped in the paintings, and they are just my works."

"But that thing is originally composed of the resentment of people who died in vain. Madam, if you use it to kill people again and again, it will only encourage it..."

"Crack!" Slamming the table and standing up, Song Yanhua narrowed her eyes dangerously at Old John, "I hate others interfering in my decision, John, don't forget who was taken in as a fugitive and hunted down You, don't forget who provided you with such an 'amusement park' where you can kill casually."

When it came to the past, Old John's face was obviously much uglier. He stopped talking, as if he had acquiesced to Song Yanhua's increasingly crazy behavior recently.

"What about the young master?" After being silent for a while, Old John raised his eyes to the two realistic portraits on the bedside, "He has helped you guard this villa for 20 years, do you still intend to continue to ignore him?"

Probably because of the fact that his face was torn apart, although Old John still used honorifics in his speech, it can be said that this question was asked quite bluntly.

"I'm not a son who helps outsiders like this." Squeezing the selected paint into the palette, Song Yanhua's eyes were as cold as ice, "I drew him into the painting to give He lives forever, but what about him? Before he died, he helped the couple escape, but after he died, he didn’t even understand my kindness.”

Speaking of aura, Song Yanhua tightened her fingers involuntarily, and the bright red paint splashed everywhere with a "poof", which made Song Yanhua's beautiful facial features hideously distorted.

For a while, the room fell into a suffocating silence again, not knowing what to do next, Jiang Ning put down the sheet and turned around, but suddenly touched something soft on his mouth.

There was only a dim and weak light under the bed, and Jiang Ning, who realized what had happened, got up and backed away without even thinking, but the next moment someone grabbed his waist.

"n..."

Before he even had time to utter a gasp, the young man with his mouth slightly opened was sealed with a kiss by the other party. His mind went blank for a moment. Jiang Ning stared blankly at the other party, completely forgetting what he was going to say just now.

The object of his crush, actually just kissed him forcibly without saying hello?

Amused by the cat's eyes suddenly widened by the young man, Yan Sen, who originally wanted the other party to stop bumping his head and make no noise, was moved in his heart, and immediately rubbed against the other party's lips by shaking his head.

Be quiet.

After understanding the meaning of the man's expression, Jiang Ning, who remembered where the two were, nodded in a panic, completely forgetting how ambiguous his posture with the other party was at the moment.

As a result, someone who was planning to withdraw once again received the benefits offered by his own family, Ning Ning.

In the live broadcast room——

"It's too dark to see! Can any kind sister tell me what happened?"

"I can't see +[-], but my gossip instinct tells me that the atmosphere between Yan Ge and Ning Ning is not right~"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssesses!

"Kneel and beg the soul to wear it!"

"Kneel and beg Song Yanhua to lift the bed sheet!"

"What the hell is lifting the bed sheet, isn't the sister in front a little too ruthless 2333333"

It's a pity that the fans' hearts were not conveyed to the characters in the plot, until Jiang Ning, who was so ashamed that he turned into a giant tomato, slowly distanced himself from Yan Sen, and Song Yanhua and Old John didn't notice their existence.

Lying on the ground to calm his beating heartbeat, Jiang Ning only felt that the little deer in his heart was hitting him to the point of going crazy, and he lifted the sheet as if diverting his energy, but he just happened to see Annie who was slowly waking up.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Annie, whose mouth was blocked by Old John with a towel, and whose hands and feet were tied, struggled desperately, but could only lie on the spot in vain, recalled by the sobriety of the "model", Song Yanhua put the palette in her hand aside, turned to And stepped forward a few steps and squatted beside Annie.

"What a pair of beautiful eyes." Pinching the other person's chin, Song Yanhua's chuckle was creepy, "I wonder if it will still be as beautiful as it is now after I cut it open with a knife?"

He never expected that Mrs. Song, whom he met for the first time, would be so perverted. Annie, who was still a man in essence, immediately backed away in fear and disgust. He turned his eyes and looked around, but he couldn't see anyone who could save him. companion.

"Are you looking for those friends of yours?" Song Yanhua didn't care about the other party's disgust and resistance at all, she took the towel from Annie's mouth casually, "It's a pity, both Jiang Ning and Yan Sen are dead..."

"As for that Abby, if you'd tell me what happened to her teleportation trick, I might be able to spare your life."

I believe in you.

He rolled his eyes fiercely. Annie, who hadn't received the system's death notification, certainly wouldn't believe Song Yanhua's words. After seeing the bones piled up outside the villa, how could he still believe that the other party would bypass him so kindly? ?

Song Yanhua didn't get too angry when the model didn't cooperate, as long as she couldn't get out of this weird painting gallery, no one could escape from her grasp.

Signaling Old John to set up the easel, Song Yanhua slowly picked up the paintbrush: "The angrier the eyes, the better. It just so happens that I want to paint a picture of a girl in distress."

girl?Hearing Song Yanhua's remarks, Annie, who dared to hate the world and dared to hate the world, immediately switched back to her original voice and mocked: "I can't tell if it's a man or a woman. No wonder I can only use crooked ways to improve my painting skills."

Song Yanhua who froze in place: "..."

Old John standing aside: "..."

Jiang Ning hiding under the bed: "..."

With a dazed face, Jiang Ning struggled to hold back his laughter, and his small shoulders kept shaking. Seeing the other party was happy, Yan Sen, who didn't think this was interesting at first, couldn't help but have a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Probably because she has never encountered such a situation in her life, Song Yanhua reacted for a long time before she regained consciousness and moved the animation pen: "It's okay, I will remember to mark your gender."

Didn't you say you want to draw a girl in distress?As a level boss, are you still persistent?

Seeing that it was useless to reveal her gender, Annie's expression immediately became flustered. Although she didn't know what this crazy woman was going to do, judging from the rhetoric of gouging out her eyes with a knife, his death would definitely be very ugly.

As the popular king in the beauty section, Annie is more afraid of dying too ugly than pain and death.

Mistakenly thinking that the other party was afraid of death, the corner of Song Yanhua's mouth curled up into a malicious arc again, and she deliberately placed the dagger where Annie could see it, and she waved her hand at Old John without raising her head: "Go out , when the yin energy is at its weakest tomorrow, don't forget to collect the corpses of the pair of wild mandarin ducks."

"It's really annoying to look at."

Jiang Ning, who was suddenly cueed: "..." What is the boss of this level?Wouldn't it be safer to make eye contact when speaking is inconvenient?

Yan Sen, who was also cueed: "..." What about boiling the frog in warm water?Was he really that obvious?

She didn't know that the pair of "wild mandarin ducks" were hiding under her bed at the moment. After Old John left the bedroom and closed the door, Song Yanhua immediately devoted herself to the creation regardless of the fact that it was late at night.

Trying to hypnotize himself to forget everything that happened just now, Jiang Ning put on a small face, and drew a question mark on Yan Sen's hand calmly——

What to do next?

Before Jiang Ning could get a response from the other party, he felt a chill on his side, turned his head vigilantly, and a messy haired head rushed into his eyes immediately.

And beside the head, the boy named Lele was staring at the two of them expressionlessly.

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