Sobbing, she finally raised her head tremblingly, and when she saw the person in her eyes, she burst into tears!
As if grasping a life-saving straw, she pounced on him and threw him to the ground...
"I, I, I...I, I...I..." Ouyang Weiwei sat on him and couldn't say a complete sentence, crying until she was confused.
Tang Qianye looked at her in surprise and let her sit on his stomach. The strange thing was that his mysophobia was not causing trouble at this time. Normally, let alone lying on the ground, there would be no dust on anything he touched...
Quietly looking at Ouyang Weiwei's dirty face from crying, he suddenly understood that he did not reject this person, as long as everything about her, his body, mind and consciousness would automatically accept it.
Could it be that he really likes this woman?
"What happened?" He asked again, stretching out his fingers and gently wiping the tears on her face.
Ouyang Weiwei held his shoulders tightly, "*amp;%#￥@￥%#..."
After talking nonsense, she buried her face in his chest and cried loudly. Then she raised her head to look at him and started talking nonsense again. She seemed very excited but couldn't express herself!
After confirming that she was incoherent, Tang Qianye broke her hand and said, "Get up first."
Tang Qianye seemed thin, but he was very strong. He held her under her arms with both hands, and with a little force, he lifted her away from his body like a child...
Ouyang Weiwei was startled and quickly hugged his legs, crying like a child, "%￥#amp;%@%!!!!"
"Calm down and look at me!" Tang Qianye knelt on one knee, holding her face with tears in her hair, and looked at her seriously.
The eyes as dark as black stones seemed to have magic power, gradually becoming deep and psychedelic, as if they could swallow people's minds. But Ouyang Weiwei slowly calmed down and looked into his eyes without blinking.
…
"Tell me, what happened?"
"Yes...yes...yes..." Ouyang Weiwei looked into his eyes blankly, pointed in the direction of the room, and finally took a deep breath, "...there is a ghost!!" She said it like she was venting her anger,
She threw herself into his arms without daring to look around...
ghost?
Tang Qianye was slightly startled, looked in the direction she was pointing, his eyelashes twitched, and then he seemed to think of something.
He helped Ouyang Weiwei up, walked to the wall and turned on the switch...
Snapped!!
Suddenly, dozens of wall lamps in the long corridor lit up, and it was as bright as day. The intricate relief ceiling, dark ceramic tiles, abstract picture frames and Nordic fruit body art hung every few meters in the corridor.
The statues...the magnificent Western-style corridor is all in front of you.
"Look clearly, there are no ghosts." Tang Qianye dragged her limp body and wanted to take her back to the room.
However, she dragged him desperately and refused to move.
Still trembling, he said, "Believe me, I really saw it. There was a red shadow falling from outside my room just now, and then there was a little girl lying on the window with her eyes open..."
She remembered that there were only four people in this villa: Tang Qianye, the old housekeeper, the maid Xi'er, and the gardener Mei Lin.
There is no such thing as a little girl.
Even if there were, it would be impossible for a person to fly to the second floor window unless...
"Good boy, you are wrong. Go back and sleep and you will be fine tomorrow." His voice was very gentle, but it was incredibly tough.
But Ouyang Weiwei just grabbed his arm and hid nervously behind him, "I won't go back, someone will knock on my window later..."
Tang Qianye looked at her complicatedly for a while...
He had no choice but to lead her towards his room.