Refuse to spoil!The milk bag is the most curly working child in Xuanmen

Chapter 33

"Dududu-"

The rush of phone calls woke Qi Susu.

Eating golden and tender barbecued meat in a dream made her drool.

Remembering that she was about to start work, the little milk group wiped her saliva and hurriedly answered the phone.

"Master Susu... I've already set off for the nightclub."

Shen Zhuoran crouched down on the locomotive, facing the bleak evening wind, making his figure very stooped.

Although it was the third time he had hit a ghost, he was so nervous that he was shaking!
Last time, there was still a talisman bodyguard given by Master Su Su, but this time he had not had time to buy it, so he led the ghost into the urn by himself.

Shen Zhuoran...has already started to tremble.

After hanging up the phone, I drove a few minutes to the door of the nightclub.

"Song Zhiming" stood at the door waiting for him, the flickering light hit his face, making him smile very strangely.

Shen Zhuoran took a deep breath, and then slowly squeezed out a natural smile.

"Zhiming! Come so early?"

"Song Zhiming" nodded slowly: "Why did you come at this time?"

Shen Zhuoran stopped the motorcycle and nervously sorted out his clothes.

"Hey, there are too many people going to nightclubs at this point, and the road is full of traffic, so I managed to squeeze in."

"Song Zhiming" didn't see anything unusual, and continued to ask: "Only the two of us... Didn't you call a few more?"

Shen Zhuoran continued to smile.

Hehe, knowing you are a ghost, how could I still call people?
"I also called a friend. She is even more stuck in traffic and can only come after a while."

"Song Zhiming" smiled slowly: "It's really good, it's interesting to have a lot of people."

This laugh is really creepy, and the word "interesting" is also full of horror when he bites.

Shen Zhuoran firmly held down the fear that was gradually surging in his heart, and nodded:
"What are we talking about outside the store? Let's go and dance!"

Song Zhiming also nodded, and the two entered the nightclub together.

Like last night's feasting and feasting, he was intoxicated with money. After drawing Jiang Zhen's card at the front desk, Shen Zhuoran took the lead in slipping onto the dance floor in order to get rid of Song Zhiming and became one of the young dancers.

Song Zhiming also walked slowly to Shen Zhuoran's side. I don't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that "Song Zhiming" was shaking like a zombie.

Too... too scary, why hasn't Master Su Su come yet!

Shen Zhuoran thought while jumping, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.

But there are many people in the nightclub, but the short figure in the impression is not seen.

Shen Zhuoran calmly wanted to open the distance with "Song Zhiming", but every time the distance opened, "Song Zhiming" would immediately entangle.

After enduring it for half an hour, Shen Zhuoran finally couldn't bear it any longer.

The hustle and bustle in front of him and the ghosts beside him overwhelmed him.

He stopped, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and said to "Song Zhiming":
"No, dinner is wrong. I'll go to the toilet first."

Without waiting to see Song Zhiming's expression, he walked away quickly.

The toilets of the nightclub are at the end of a long corridor.

Shen Zhuoran almost ran all the way to the toilet, and immediately locked the door as soon as he entered.

There were no people in the pits in the toilet, only a large mirror hung on the wall, glowing faintly under the light.

Shen Zhuoran came to the mirror and looked at his haggard face.

His face was sallow, his eyebrows were drooping, and there were thick dark circles under his eyes, which made him look bad.

He rubbed his face, turned on the tap and washed it again.

"Whoa-"

The cold water made him more awake.

He went to the dryer to dry his hands when the phone rang.

The caller was Qi Susu, and Shen Zhuoran answered immediately.

"Uncle Shen, I'm here, but I forgot to bring the money. Can you pick me up?"

Qi Susu said embarrassedly.

She walked too quickly and forgot to bring the money, but she was not short of money, and she would return it to Uncle Shen later.

Shen Zhuoran was standing in the toilet, money was a small problem, but he didn't dare to go out, so he reported a series of card numbers:
"This is the card of a friend of mine. Master, just swipe it! I was in the men's toilet at the end of the corridor, and the master knocked on the door and I came out."

Qi Susu agreed, and the little milk group reassured:

"Uncle Shen, don't be nervous, don't be afraid, Susu will be here soon!"

Shen Zhuoran took a deep breath: "Okay, okay..."

Before the words were finished, a sound of electric current suddenly mixed in.

"Zizzy-"

The sound of the electric current was getting louder and louder, and the phone was soon filled with the sound of electric current.

Shen Zhuoran felt weird hairs, so he hung up the phone quickly.

However, after hanging up the phone, the surroundings were silent.

Shen Zhuoran looked at himself in the mirror, and the more he looked, the more scared he became.

Such a shriveled and shriveled person... He looks like a mummified corpse. Was he really the one who used to be keen on exploring the wild?

He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to look in the mirror anymore, he just stared at the door in a daze.

Alas, why isn't Master Su Su here yet...

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Shen Zhuoran's legs were numb, he squatted down and looked around boredly.

There is a wide crack under the door of the toilet, and the light of the strip-shaped night light on the opposite wall can be seen from the crack.

Shen Zhuoran just stared at the lamp like this.

"Dong dong dong."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Shen Zhuoran was overjoyed, stood up immediately, and wanted to open the door.

But as soon as his hand touched the metal doorknob, he stopped.

Something feels wrong all the time, but what's wrong?
Then Shen Zhuoran crouched down and looked at the crack of the door.

Under the illumination of the night light, there was a pair of feet wearing sneakers in the crack of the door.

Shen Zhuoran recognized that the sneakers were worn by Song Zhiming, with a bright orange bar on them.

In an instant, cold sweat came out from the back, and the cold feeling rose from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

"Dong dong dong."

"Song Zhiming" was still knocking on the door.

Shen Zhuoran swallowed and thought about what was wrong.

footsteps!
The knock on the door was abrupt, and there were no footsteps at all when he came.

This, this... No wonder it's a ghost.

Shen Zhuoran shivered and took out his mobile phone, wanting to call Master Su Su again.

But the phone got through, and the current sound continued:

"Zizz, zip, zip—"

This time Shen Zhuoran understood no matter how slow he was.

This current sound may not be an accident... It has something to do with this ghost!

"Dong dong dong."

The people outside were still knocking, and "Song Zhiming" spoke:

"Shen Zhuoran, I know you are in the toilet, open the door."

Shen Zhuoran put away the phone and tried to delay the time until Qi Susu came over.

"Brother...I'm running thin..."

He pretended to be weak and painful.

"And... there's not enough paper, can you get me some?"

Shen Zhuoran's abacus is very good, but "Song Zhiming" is also very shrewd.

"I have to do a big job too. I'm in a hurry. I brought the paper, open the door for me, and I'll give you the paper."

"Dong dong dong."

He knocked again.

"Shen Zhuoran, open the door."

　I edited the last chapter, the dreams are going to be frequent, and the little cutie who doesn't like it can be skipped.

　　The update will be later tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)