monster guardian

Mushui took a 360-degree view of the glass window, then straightened his back, and walked aggressively in the direction of Fengmei Community.

The Fengmei community is next to a construction site, but in broad daylight, no one was seen on the construction site, as if it had been abandoned.

After crossing the construction site, the road narrowed.

A few sleazy young men squatted there, biting a piece of cigarette butt in their mouths, and they were so smoked that they almost burned their mouths, and they were reluctant to throw it away.

Mushui glanced over and saw several red, yellow, blue and green heads.

"Someone is coming." The young man squatting in front patted the people around him.

The others immediately stood up, biting their cigarettes.

They didn't open their mouths to speak, but just stared at Mushui closely and looked at him with eyes like maggots attached to bones.

Mushui originally wanted to pretend to be nonchalant and walk among them, but after thinking about it, he felt that such arrogance was not enough.

So he looked back at the past with cold eyes.

Originally, he wasn't very good at keeping his gaze cold, but then his senior sister taught him a trick.

"Think about it, you worked so hard to get bald and wrote a report for a day, and then Word crashed, and all the manuscripts were lost, and you looked at the computer again..."

Mushui looked around with such eyes, and asked coldly: "Is there something wrong?"

Several youths took a big step to the side abruptly and made way for that road.

Mushui's heart skipped a beat.

Really useful!

But at this moment, a sound of rolling wheels came to Mushui's ears.

Mushui turned his head to look at the way he came from, and saw a young man walking forward carelessly pushing an abandoned cart that looked like he had picked it up from a construction site.

Looking at it at first glance, it can be said that the man's whole body is extremely eye-catching.

The man has long black hair.

He was wearing a clown mask that looked like he picked it up from an amusement park. The mask was rough in workmanship, and half of the red paint was missing from the high and upwardly grinning lips, which looked like only half of the mouth.The bottom of the mask is gray and white, like the effect of a whitewashed wall that has been vacant for more than ten years.

Looking at it at a glance, it can scare people out of their wits.

In the cold weather, he was wearing a work vest, and his well-proportioned, well-shaped muscles were just exposed.The lower body is a pair of army green trousers that are hot on the construction site, and he tied it around his waist with a faded belt, making his waist look thinner and more powerful.

The man is tall, maybe 1.9 meters, and just walking so leisurely makes people feel a great sense of oppression.

Mushui shifted his gaze to the small cart in his hand.

A young man dressed so strangely, like a perverted murderer, or a villainous boss in a horror game, was pushing a small cart with... a box of Kang Shuaifu Braised Beef Noodles and a box of bottled water.

long hair.

tall.

The style is different from ordinary people.

Mushui guessed his identity almost immediately.

——Yuan Sheng?

When Mushui was stunned, the man was already getting closer.

Several young people suddenly threw away the cigarette butts in their mouths, turned around and ran in the direction of Fengmei Community.

Mushui: "..."

Oh.

It turned out that it wasn't because he was afraid of him that he backed away.

The man arrived in front of Mushui in a blink of an eye, and then he just pushed the cart over in a daze.

Mushui was stunned for a second, and then he saw clearly that the position of the eyes on the mask worn by the man was Kazilan's big eyes drawn with black paint.

Therefore, the mask does not have eye holes at all for the user to look outside.

The man naturally didn't see him.

This road has probably been walked by the man countless times, so he doesn't need to use his eyes at all.

Mushui had no choice but to hug his coat tightly and quickly followed.

But the man has long legs, even if he walks unhurriedly, he gradually distances himself from Mushui.

Mushui had no choice but to change from walking to running.

When he got close, Mushui raised his finger and poked the man's back.

The man held the handle of the cart with both hands, and his back muscles were also slightly tensed. When Mushui poked it up, his fingers almost broke.

But the man stopped abruptly.

He turned his head in Mushui's direction.

The clown mask suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, and the terrifying effect was also magnified.

The young men had already run away without a trace, and a gust of cool wind blew by, making the narrow road even more desolate.

Mushui lowered his voice and asked, "Hi, are you Mr. Yuan Sheng?"

After the words fell, Mushui shivered.

frozen.

"Who are you?" The man spoke, his voice was low, reminiscent of the timbre of a cello.There was just a hint of hoarseness in his voice.It must have been a cello with a broken string.Mushui thought to himself.

"Hello, I will be your guardian. My name is Mushui..." Mushui repeated the introduction to Qi Xinghan to the man in front of him.

Thinking that the man should be because Yuan Sheng didn't run away, Mushui felt that he didn't have to act aggressive any more, so he decided to put his clothes back on.

The man in front of him completely turned around at this time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mushui's wrist.

"Are you an adult?" the man rubbed his wrist with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Yuan, I'm an adult!" Mushui was a little unhappy.Let go of your hand and let him put on his clothes first!

It's so cold!

"Nonsense, I'm not of age." The man said slowly, "I don't want children, it's hard to raise children."

Mushui didn't care about who raised whom with him: "Can you take off the mask?"

The man tilted his head and asked, "Are you pretty?"

Mushui was stumped by this question.

Does it look good?

How does he know if he is good-looking?

The man nodded: "Oh, that's not pretty."

As he said that, the man took off his mask, first showing his chin, then his straight nose, deep eye sockets, and slanted eyebrows with a bit of fierceness.

He showed his whole face.

He is more handsome than in the photos, and his facial features are sharper.

The wildness of beasts is filled between the brows.

However, he didn't show a wild and weird smile like in the photo, so it seemed that the aggressiveness and oppressiveness he brought to people had been reduced a lot.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and there was a cold light in the amber eyes.

"Hello." Mushui stretched out his hand towards him.

The man's eyes fell on Mushui.

Under the messy black hair, there is a pair of eyes like water, the tip of the nose is slightly red from the cold, and the lips are pink and white.

The thin shirt wrapped his body, and the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a slender neck and a beautiful collarbone, with a little red mole beside the collarbone.

A boy is like the first sunshine at the end of the night.

Soft and beautiful, people can't look away after looking at it.

The man's gaze gradually changed.

The cold faded away, and became deep and loose, and his breathing became a little rougher, like the sound of a beast hunting.

He stared at Mushui closely, his facial features gradually tightened, and his handsome face showed a gradually distorted posture.

Sick?

Mushui was surprised.

Do I look good?

Mushui snatched the mask from his hand, and snapped it back on the man's face with a "snap".

"..."

The man stood there stiffly.

Mushui licked his lips, feeling slightly embarrassed.

He felt that he had used too much force, as if he had slapped him in the face.

"Am I good-looking?" Mushui asked tremblingly.

In the cold wind, he was blown like a swaying cabbage.

The man was silent for a moment: "It looks good."

When Mushui heard these two words, he lowered his head and sighed.

But then I felt that this conversation sounded weird.

Forget it, forget it.

Mushui asked tremblingly, "Can you let go?"

He literally froze to death.

Almost blowing snot bubbles!

The author has something to say: Good morning, I've been waiting for a long time, this chapter will also give out red envelope ducks to everyone~ and then there will be an update in the evening.

It is not feminine to wear long hair, Gong is the kind of wild beauty full of hormones. _(:зゝ∠)

Sand Sculpture Theatre:

Yuan Sheng: Wearing such an ugly mask, he can recognize me at a glance.Love love love.