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024 A Living Person Disappears in the Middle of the Night

"Bang!"

It was like a thunder sounded out of thin air, exploding above Lin Zhiyang's head!

In a flash of lightning, Lin Zhiyang emerged from the man's shadow and stepped on the ground with her shiny little feet.

He ran away like a frightened little fox.

However, the little fox was not familiar with this villa, so in a panic, she hid under the cooking table in the open kitchen.

The footsteps coming downstairs became clearer and louder. The palms of the squatting little fox holding the hem of her skirt were sweating, and her breathing was extremely light.

His heart was directly in his throat.

You shouldn't have seen her, right?

Probably not!

Seeing the girl who was right in front of him running away subconsciously, the eyes of the clear and handsome man dimmed.

The slippery touch of the silk suspenders disappeared from his fingertips, and his long fingers curled slightly, showing signs of irritation visible to the naked eye.

"Qiyingdi, are you really down there?"

Qi Nanyu rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes and said as he went downstairs.

He felt like something jumped away in front of him, but he didn't see it clearly!

The bed here is too small. He just turned over and fell off the bed.

Then when he got up, he found that the person on the big bed next to him was missing.

He looked at the bathroom and saw that no one was there. He felt a little strange, so he came down to look around.

A living person disappeared in the middle of the night, and it was his little grandfather, so he was a little worried.

When he reached the top of the stairs, he saw the outline of a human figure through the moonlight, and called him.

However, until he reached the first floor, he did not hear Qi Yanchen answer him.

Puzzled, Qi Nanyu frowned and asked worriedly: "Best actor Qi, are you sleepwalking?"

Just as he was about to get closer to see if Qi Yanchen's eyes were closed, Qi Yanchen turned to look at him.

A pair of deep black eyes were bottomless, with a biting chill.

Qi Nanyu's hair stood up instantly and he took two steps back, "Ah!!! Possessed by a ghost!"

Qi Yanchen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he regained his previous calmness, but his voice was still cold, "What are you doing down here?"

Qi Nanyu heard him speak normally, and let out a long sigh of relief, "I saw you were missing, and I was worried about you, so I came down to look for you."

Qi Yanchen looked at him, his voice filled with anger, "I thank you."

Qi Nanyu waved his hand, "Oh, no, no, no."

Qi Yanchen: "..."

Qi Nanyu scratched his short silver hair and looked around curiously, "What are you doing here? You're not sleeping in the middle of the night."

What was that just now?

Is it his imagination?

Qi Yanchen didn't have much patience, but he had to talk to him, with a low voice, "Give me a glass of water. Come up if you have nothing to do."

Qi Nan touched his chin with his hand, "Oh, did you see something just now?"

As soon as this sentence was asked.

Lin Zhiyang's fox eyes suddenly widened as he squatted under the cooking table.

What?

Is it a ghost?

Ahhh!

She covered her mouth with both hands to prevent herself from screaming. Her snow-white cheeks turned red and she couldn't help but turn her head and look behind her.

Fortunately there was nothing.

Lin Zhiyang turned her head and opened her beautiful fox eyes, her white teeth biting the soft flesh of her red lips tightly.

The frightened beauty was completely unaware that Qi Nanyu was actually talking about her.

Qi Yanchen's thick and long eyelashes drooped slightly, he walked towards the cooking table with his long legs, and said calmly: "No."

The kettle and cups are placed on the kitchen counter.

He was indeed thirsty.

Suddenly, footsteps were getting closer and closer. Lin Zhiyang's heartbeat was like a drum and she held her breath.

Ahhhhh! Is it Qi Nanyu or Qi Yanchen!

Until she saw a pair of straight light gray pajamas.

Only then did she feel relieved, and she let out a sigh of relief from her red lips.

It's Qi Yanchen.

The man's pants are not long and do not completely cover his ankles.

He was wearing a pair of black slippers, which formed a perfect contrast with the cold white jade-like slightly protruding wrist bones.

Under the shallow moonlight, you can see a few veins clinging to it, which is inexplicably sexy.

Lin Zhiyang was a little confused again and almost reached out to touch his ankle.

Fortunately, she pulled back from the brink in time, because at this time...

A pair of cartoon green slippers appeared next to the cooking table.

Who else could this be if it wasn't Qi Nanyu, this childish ghost!

Qi Nanyu didn't feel thirsty at first, but as soon as Qi Yanchen picked up the kettle, he also felt a little thirsty.

I was so angry all night that I didn’t eat anything and didn’t even drink a sip of water!

He took a cup and put it on the cooking table, "I want to drink too."

Qi Yanchen paused while holding the kettle and glanced at Qi Nanyu. In the end, he didn't say anything and poured him a glass of water.

Qi Nanyu's eyes widened and he was a little flattered!

He was not prepared to ask his little grandpa to pour him water, but it would be better if he did!

He happily picked up the water glass.

Just when I was about to drink, I heard Qi Yanchen say coldly: "After drinking, go to bed quickly."

Qi Nanyu held the water glass in both hands and frowned in confusion, "Aren't you going up?"

Qi Yanchen also poured himself a glass of water, holding the water glass with his long clear-jointed fingers and looking at him coldly.

Qi Nanyu's mouth twitched slightly, realizing that he had asked too much, and muttered: "Okay, okay."

But the next second, he couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Qiying Emperor, do you want to stay and meditate?"

It is said that he entered Buddhism and always wore a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist.

He read in the novel that many Buddhists meditate when the moonlight is bright.

This sentence almost made Lin Zhiyang, who was squatting down and afraid to speak out, laugh out loud.

Meditate?

The image of the cool and handsome Qi Yanchen meditating with his eyes closed appeared in her mind, which was very funny.

She instinctively felt that he couldn't do that kind of thing!

Although Qi Yanchen was said to have worn Buddhist beads in the past two years, was heartless and a vegetarian, she had never seen him have any other Buddhist tendencies.

The most important thing is that he is not quitting sex at all!

Both abstinence and indulgence are what he is talking about.

Hearing Qi Nanyu's nonsense, Qi Yanchen frowned slightly, and his face became visibly darker. He looked at him, obviously on the verge of anger, "You don't have to say anything if you have nothing to say."

Qi Nanyu touched his nose and put down the water glass, "Oh, I'll go up then."

After saying that, he rubbed oil on his soles and went upstairs.

The cartoon slippers in front of him disappeared, Lin Zhiyang's red lips slightly opened, and he exhaled a long breath.

Fortunately it was not discovered!

The charming girl emerged from under the cooking table, and what she saw was a tall man with long legs looking at her with deep eyes.

The moonlight came in from behind, and the man's handsome face was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his emotions.

Lin Zhiyang touched her nose with her white fingers, a forced smile appeared on her lips, and she said in a low voice, "I... also went back to sleep."

However, as soon as she took a step forward, her wrist was grabbed.

The next second, she felt a tightness in her lower back and was pressed against the cooking table.

The fabric of her pajamas was thin and suddenly touched the cold edge of the cooking table, causing her to shiver slightly.

The warm touch of the man's big hands came from her waist, and the round beads of Buddha touched her waist, as if she could feel the mysterious lines on them.

A numb and numb feeling instantly spread throughout my limbs and bones.

She raised her little face and looked straight into his bottomless eyes.

The man's eyes were still cold and cold, but there was a rare seriousness in them. His voice was also extremely low, with a bewildering hoarseness, "Besides, it's just a movie."


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