Chapter 163 "I can't...let it go"

"Just..." Wen Ran raised her head and was about to say it, but she was afraid that Zhou Qixiao would laugh at her.

But the room was empty and chilly, and if she hung up the phone, she would be alone again...

At this time, the branches outside the window swayed, and Wen Ran shrank back into the quilt again in fright.

Zhou Qixiao's hand that was tapping on his knees suddenly stopped, and he suddenly understood what Wen Ran was afraid of.

He suppressed a smile and said, "Wen Mianmian, are you afraid of ghosts?"

Wen Ran was a little embarrassed when he was poked into his thoughts.

She exposed half of her face from the quilt again, and said with dignity: "No, it's just... the street lights outside are so green that it makes me a little bit sleepy..."

This small house has heavy lace curtains, but they block light. The sex was not very good, and the shadow of the trees coupled with the faint green light made Wen Ran dare not turn off the light.

Zhou Qixiao looked at the palm-sized face on the screen buried in the pink quilt.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead, and a few strands of black hair outlined sinuous and attractive arcs against her delicate skin.

The little girl was obviously scared and looked around with her deer eyes, but she still refused to admit it, which made him want to bully him even more.

"Yes, what's there to be afraid of? A few people have died, and the back mountain used to be a mass grave..."

Wen Ran became more and more frightened as he listened. The shadows of the trees outside the window were dancing, as if a man was baring his teeth and waving his claws.

She was so frightened that she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, her mouth flattened, and her eyes turned red with a sense of grievance.

Zhou Qixiao was about to coax him, when he heard Wen Ran say tremblingly: "I'd better call sister Chi Na to sleep with me."

Zhou Qixiao:!

He sat up suddenly, "Wen Ran, you dare!"

Wen Ran was surprised. She glanced at the man on the screen, and

suddenly realized why he was so excited. He had a bad taste and wanted her to hide under the quilt and tremble.

She was so scared, and he still bullied her!

Wen Ran's temper also got worse, "I'll just let her accompany me!"

All kinds of thoughts were rolling around in Zhou Qixiao's head.

Wen Ran must not be allowed to know that Chi Na likes women.

Otherwise, it will enlighten the little girl. What if she is seduced by a sultry woman like Chi Na and runs away!

He leaned back in his chair again and said in a pretentious manner: "Wen Mianmian, I am here for your own good."

Wen Ran She stared at the screen hesitantly, knowing clearly that he was just trying to appetize her, but she still couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

"The man behind the small building was killed by a androgynous-looking woman. Originally, this ghost might I don't want to talk to you yet, but you asked Chi Na to come, think about it..."

Wen Ran felt that Zhou Qixiao was talking nonsense!

But in fact, she didn't even dare to get out of bed now, and she couldn't be tough.

She silently lay back on the bed, hooking her feet with the quilt and tucking the corners.

Only by making sure that no gaps were exposed did she feel a little safer.

"I'm tired and want to sleep. I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Yeah." Zhou Qixiao responded and hung up the video call.

The moment the screen went black, Wen Ran curled up into a small ball in the quilt in aggrieved manner, buried his face in his knees, sniffed, and felt a little like crying.

Just as tears were about to fall, she gritted her teeth and tried to hold them back.

Can't count on dog men.

But she couldn't hold it in any longer, and just when she was about to cry, the phone rang again.

"My dear, I'm calling! My dear, I'm calling!"

Wen Ran curled her lips and didn't want to answer.

After automatically hanging up, the phone rang again.

Wen Ran rubbed his red eyes and answered the call angrily, with a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

A man's deep laughter came over the phone: "Wen Mianmian, just now you said you didn't want to talk to me..."

Wen Ran said Ran didn't expect the man to call and argue with her about this.

Not wanting to talk to him anymore, he remained silent.

"So I hung up the phone and just obey." The man's attitude suddenly became more serious, and he coaxed her in a low and hoarse voice, "But I wanted to talk to you, so I couldn't help but call again."

He After a pause, "Baby, please give me some face."

The subwoofer with a slight smile came through the phone, making Wen Ran's ears feel itchy and hot.

So insidious! How annoying it is to have such a nice voice!

The corners of Wen Ran's lowered mouth slightly raised uncontrollably, but she suppressed them restrainedly.

But then he thought about it, and Zhou Qixiao couldn't see it, so he raised it unscrupulously.

"Then you've said so. I can't refute your face, so let's talk about... ten dollars..."

Zhou Qixiao was sitting in a military off-road vehicle with a cigarette hanging sideways in his mouth.

The arm wearing a cinnabar bracelet was placed by the car window, and the snake head tattoo gave off a cold feeling.

The mountain was filled with fire and artillery fire.

The cool night breeze carries the smell of burnt food, making people feel restless.

But the little girl's voice on the other end of the phone was as soft as a drizzle lingering in his heart, instantly extinguishing all the anxiety and murderous thoughts in his body.

He turned the bracelet one by one with his thumbs, stopped lighting the cigarette, and simply closed his eyes.

At this moment, Wen Ran was probably talking about his favorite dish, and his tone was full of joy.

If you listen carefully, you can still hear the sound of her secretly swallowing saliva. It seems that she is embarrassed, and she smiles secretly, cute and cute.

The little girl kept talking for about ten minutes without stopping.

Perhaps because he felt that the silence on the phone was a little long, Wen Ran finally realized that he didn't seem to have given Zhou Qixiao a chance to interrupt.

She asked sheepishly: "What do you like to eat?"

In

order to survive, he had eaten too many disgusting things that were difficult to swallow.

Therefore, due to psychological reasons, he has no desire for food and only distinguishes between what he can eat and what he cannot eat.

It's impossible to say whether you like it or not.

But recently... Zhou Qixiao suddenly opened his eyes when he thought of this.

After not waiting for a reply for a long time, Wen Ran felt a little guilty. She wouldn't fall asleep while reading to others...

She tentatively snorted with a nasal voice: "Yeah"

"I like what you want, will you give it to me?"

Wen Ran heard the man respond. He breathed a sigh of relief, it turns out he wasn't asleep!

Wen Ran actually told himself that he was sleepy, and when he relaxed, he seemed to be even sleepier.

She yawned lazily, lying dazedly on the comfortable bed without thinking much, "Here."

The man on the other end of the phone laughed softly again, "Okay, then, baby, wait for me. Go back and give me enough to eat!"

"Well" Wen Ran finally realized something was wrong. His half-lidded eyes suddenly widened, and then burning heat crawled up his neck, "Zhou Qixiao, I won't talk to you if you act like this!"

The laughter on the other end of the phone. She became more and more unscrupulous, "Then baby, listen to me, listen to me, where do you want to eat the most?"

Wen Ran felt as if there were small insects crawling all over her body, and she arched uncomfortably.

"If you keep talking, I'll hang up!"

"Are you willing?" There was a click on the other end of the phone. It must have been the man lighting up the cigarette.

Wen Ran listened to his words and stared at the phone with bulging cheeks. Wasn't it because she was too afraid to hang up the phone?

After chatting for so long, she felt less scared.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that the green lights outside have turned into a warm yellow.

Just when Wen Ran was about to hang up the phone, he heard the man exhale and say dotingly: "I can't...let it go."