The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

After leaving the pool, the two of them went straight back to their room in the villa.

Zhu Junyang was soaked in the red water for a while, and his body was full of disgusting fishy smell.If it wasn't for the bad influence, she even wanted to take off her clothes and run back naked.

The shower head in the bathroom was buzzing, and it was heard by Xia Yu's ears through the closed door of the bathroom.

Xia Yu casually squatted at the door of the bathroom and counted sheep, wondering where her sheep went.

"Hey, boss." She said suddenly, "Why didn't we see anyone else on the way back?"

"What did you say?" Zhu Junyang shouted, "I can't hear you clearly!"

Xia Yu: "..."

With a "click", the door of the bathroom was opened from the inside, and a burst of hot air slipped out of her head.A pair of long legs with water droplets still rolling down appeared in her sight.

Xia Yu was stunned, his neck was stiff, and he raised his head little by little.

The calves, thighs, navel, vest line, belly button, thin waist, thin layer of abdominal muscles, and green breasts were all displayed in front of her little by little.

Fresh...Hot...Dripping Boss...

"What did you just say?" Zhu Junyang lowered his head and looked at her, and asked.

Xia Yu pulled out her good hand with a "swish" and covered her nose.

Then she belatedly remembered: She is a ghost now, and ghosts don't get nosebleeds.

I'm a little lucky when I think about it...

Seeing her movements, Zhu Junyang raised an arm, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "Is there still a smell? Keep the door open. If you have something to say, just say it, and I'll wash it twice."

After speaking, she got under the shower again.

Xia Yu didn't dare to look inside, and covered his nose and said in a low voice, "I said——I walked all the way just now, why didn't anyone see it..."

The sound of splashing water echoed in the small space.

Xia Yu couldn't help replaying the scene just now in his mind - crystal clear drops of water slipped from his milk-white skin and fell into an unknown corner...

"Xia Yu? Why are you in a daze? Did you hear what I said?" Zhu Junyang said.

"Ah! My mind was distracted just now! Boss, please say it again." Xia Yu shivered and woke up, her face flushed instantly.

What the hell was she thinking just now!seven!eight!Oops!something! !

Why did she feel that the boss just now was very sexy and erotic? !

Is this what a normal girl would think? !

Something must be wrong! !

Covering her face, she moved two steps to the side, squatted against the wall, and buried her head in her arms, afraid that Zhu Junyang would laugh at and ridicule her unscrupulously after seeing her expression.

"I just wanted you to help me bring in the clean clothes outside." Zhu Junyang repeated, "But seeing how you are now, you probably don't have time to help me."

Xia Yu was puzzled, and when she looked up, she saw Zhu Junyang standing in front of her, naked and smiling.

"You! Why did you run out with no clothes on?!" Xia Yu asked in a panic, not daring to look at her.

Zhu Junyang curled his lips into a smile, and asked her back, "Why are you blushing?"

Xia Yu: "I'm not me, don't talk nonsense without you!!"

Zhu Junyang bent down, hooked her chin so that she had to look at her, and said softly: "You have what I have, and you don't have what I don't have. You——Why are you so shy?"

Xia Yu's chaotic brain immediately grasped the loophole in this sentence, and retorted: "Nonsense! I have breasts! You don't have it!"

She seemed to hear the sound of her jaw dislocating...

It hurts, it hurts so much! ! !

Zhu Junyang showed a charming smile: "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

The jaw was dislocated, Xia Yu could only open her mouth, and soon saliva flowed down the corner of her mouth.She made a few vague sounds from her throat, and blinked desperately at Zhu Junyang with her big eyes.

Zhu Junyang asked her: "It's fine to install, but I feel that you are not very good at speaking human words."

Xia Yu shook her head desperately, expressing that she was definitely not being mean.

With a sound of "Gada", Zhu Junyang backhanded her chin back again, then turned around and walked towards the big bed, picked up the clean clothes on top and put them on.

Xia Yu opened his mouth twice, and suddenly realized that it felt so good to have his chin in place.

As for the shyness and heartbeat just now, they have long since disappeared with the shadow of the chin being removed.

After Zhu Junyang changed his clothes and dried his hair with a blower, he said unhurriedly, "After coming in from the water, I felt spatial fluctuations. Maybe we are already in another world now."

Xia Yu froze on the bed, and asked her with a mournful face, "Another world...? Did we just... have drowned?"

Zhu Junyang: "..."

Then she came back to her own reaction: "No, I'm in the state of a soul now... Besides, you are so powerful, how could you die for no reason?"

Zhu Junyang was quite satisfied with her tangible flattery, and rarely ridiculed her IQ: "The other world I'm talking about doesn't mean the world after death, but something else."

"other?"

"Like in a book, in a movie, or—in a painting."

Having said that, Zhu Junyang walked to the window and opened the curtains.

It was only then that Xia Yu noticed that the curtains in the room had not been opened.

Zhu Junyang didn't have the habit of pulling the curtains, and it was even more impossible for her to do such a thing as a ghost. Then who closed the curtains?

As the curtains opened, a burst of music reached her ears.

"Divide Feiyan, go to two sections, south and north, the world is cold..."

The sound of the clear flute is accompanied by the dull huqin, and someone sings the fate of all living beings in the weeping tune.Either the fate is ill-fated, and the good fortune makes others; or the struggle is hard, self-improvement; or the self-defeating, lamenting the injustice...

The rapid drumbeat beat faster and faster, and the singer on the stage turned around beautifully, his eyes fluttered, and his eyes flew away.The high-pitched singing stopped abruptly, and the dense drumbeats were also gathered in an instant. Only the first huqin, the deep tone of the old man...

"Okay!" There was applause from the stands.

A soft yellow light spread out, traveling little by little in their room, and the places it passed changed completely.

Xia Yu tightly grasped Zhu Junyang's hand, for fear that the two of them would be teleported to different places if they were not careful: "Boss? What's going on?!"

Zhu Junyang smiled: "Have you ever played a horror game? Welcome to the other world."

Xia Yu: "You can actually play games?!"

Zhu Junyang: "...do I look mentally retarded?"

Xia Yu shook her head again and again.

"We have already entered that painting." Zhu Junyang said, "If I'm not mistaken, the pool of water is the opportunity."

Xia Yu seemed to understand but not understand.

"But I still don't understand, if the living mistress is the ghost in the painting - why did she summon so many healers to cure her?"

"Could it be that the original hostess released the mission, but unfortunately died before waiting for you?"

"Not impossible."

It didn't take long for the whole room to be transformed.

They now seem to be on the second floor of a two-story building. Looking down from the wooden carved windows, it is a temporary platform with rows of seats under the platform, and the seats are full of people. Lively scene.

The woman who sang opera just stepped off the stage, and another old man with a big beard came on stage, and sang "Wow!"

Most of the spectators in the audience were men, some in civilian clothes; some in suits and leather shoes, as if they were from two different eras.

A bright moon hung high in the sky, two red lanterns dispelled the darkness, a group of children ran around in the crowd, and the guests chatted and laughed.

At this moment, Xia Yu felt as if he had traveled through a hundred years and came to that era of wars.

"Let's go." Zhu Junyang called her, "Let's go down and have a look, maybe we can find something."

Xia Yu hurriedly followed.

One person and one ghost went downstairs along the wooden stairs.

The second floor should be the guest rooms, while the lobby on the first floor is full of tables, a lot of people toasting and drinking, so happy.No one noticed Zhu Junyang, who was dressed in strange clothes.

After walking out of the gate is the front yard, which is also the place where the stage is built.

The old students on the stage had already sung to the end, and there was another round of applause from the audience.

Xia Yu grabbed Zhu Junyang's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Shall we follow him to the backstage to take a look? I always feel that the young lady looks a bit like the one on the balcony."

Zhu Junyang made a decisive decision, led her to follow the old man quietly, and together with him entered a room through the doorway on the left, which was the backstage of the troupe.

The backstage was rather messy, with messy props piled up all over the floor, and people in costumes with oil paint on their faces came in and out, looking very busy.

An old man shouted: "Hey! That little girl over there! Don't get in here!"

Zhu Junyang whispered to Xia Yu: "I'll deal with him, you go in and have a look first, pay attention to safety."

Xia Yu nodded and followed the old man inside.

Behind him came Zhu Junyang's incoherent explanation.

After passing through piles of sundries, I finally saw neatly arranged dressing tables.

At this time, there was only one person sitting in front of the mirror.

The old man sat directly next to him and began to remove his beard.

The person next to him also took off the last piece of wig, revealing his sweat-soaked hair.

Xia Yu was stunned.

She walked around to the front to see the familiar makeup of this man, and the whole ghost was very confused.

Male... male? ? ?

Is that actor who is so charming with his frown and smile a man? ?

a bolt from the blue.

But the man didn't even realize that there was a kid in front of him pounding on the table in frustration, and while removing his makeup, he asked the old man, "Master, did you really make a decision?"

The author has something to say: I didn't know my cover was missing!For the covers of two books, I studied until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and the spiral storm cried