The black-bellied master and apprentice: Master, the apprentice is here to grab the relative

Chapter 328 Extra Story: Destruction

更新时间2014-01-0817:34:11。0
No one, eh.

Shi Yanmo was sleeping on the only bed in this room, reciting verses silently, Ning Xinjing tried to imagine herself as a pancake, with the only quilt covering her head and body, almost touching the tip of her nose when she exhaled and inhaled.

Standing still seems to be like years, time flies so slowly.

Knowing my mother's character, I think she will read it very briefly, and then leave after reading it.

It is estimated that her mother is leaving soon, and she is afraid that time is going slowly, her illusion.

So I dare not move at all...

Madam Shi saw that there was no one in the room, so she wanted to close the door and exit.

Suddenly the hook that fastened the window was loosened, and the window glass was opened outwards, and a gust of wind blew in.

But for some reason, the gust of wind passed over the bed directly, and a human figure appeared faintly on the bed, and it disappeared in a flash...

But this fleeting moment was reflected in Mrs. Shi's eyes with extreme precision, and her eyeballs were immediately attracted by the strangeness on the bed, and she walked towards the bed curiously.

Shi Yanmo was in a bad mood when the breeze passed by for a while, and then she heard her mother's footsteps coming towards her.

"broken!"

She quickly opened her eyes, quickly closed them again, exhaled lightly, and turned over.

Mrs. Poetry was startled when she saw that the bed would move and someone was under the bed, and walked quickly.

Slowly lifted the quilt, revealing Shi Yanmo's sleeping face inside.

His cheeks were slightly red, as if he had slept soundly for a long time.

Frowning slightly, she snorted dissatisfied.

"Well……"

Continuing to turn over, grabbing unconsciously, Shi Yanmo grabbed the corner of the quilt and put it and her hands under her head.

Yanying, who was hidden from the side, looked at Shi Yanmo's naive, sweet and beautiful sleeping face, her mouth dropped to the ground.

So, fell asleep? !

Yiting beside him looked at Yanying's mouth wide open, staring straight at Shi Yanmo's sleeping face, and got angry again.

Two round eyes rolled around, stretched out his little hand and pinched Yanying's thigh.

The pain made Yanying feel refreshed!Immediately regained consciousness, retracted his gaze, and turned to look beside him.

But Yi Ting was leisurely leaning on the table, resting his hand on his chin, looking ahead.

Grinding his teeth, he took a deep breath, put his chin on his hands, and looked ahead.

Yi Ting turned his head and took a peek at him, seeing that he was staring at another woman again, took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and then turned his head back calmly.

Over there, Shi Yanmo had already woken up leisurely, with a hint of irritability in her misty eyes.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Yan Mo, Mom wants to ask you this question too!"

"Why don't you sleep in your own room and sleep in this guest room?"

Mother looked at her lovingly, her voice was soft.

"because……"

Shi Yanmo's clear eyeballs rolled slightly under the misty surface, and suddenly a flash of inspiration:
"Because when I fell asleep last night, I always heard the sound of 'rustling' in the corner. I turned on the light and looked, but I didn't see anything, but after I fell asleep, there was another sound..."

She tried her best to pretend to be terrified, and imagined that from that corner, a ghost with blue face and fangs would emerge out of nowhere.

Alas, in fact, the seventh disciple of the ancient Yemen, I am afraid that you are a demon...

Come one to kill one, come two to supersede one pair...

Put this reason at the master's place, and she scolded me for not living up to expectations! ?
However, if it is a mother, haha, then it is another matter.

Don't care about so much, as long as you can make it up, you can make up an eternal mystery!
Mrs. Poetry was slightly taken aback when she heard what she said, then frowned:

"Could it be that there are mice in our house?!"

Her mother's suspicious voice directly broke her wings for her whimsy, but such a down-to-earth reasoning is very valid!

(End of this chapter)