husband from hell

Chapter 70 The Audience Outside the Window
Before I had time to say anything, I just felt that Cheng Ke had turned my head around, and the whole person was pressed down, and I was hit hard against the wall!
"Well……"

I was in pain and wanted to cry out, but Cheng Ke's lips had already hit my mouth, and the familiar bitter taste of sandalwood spread, my face was hot, and my body trembled slightly. A pair of hands were intertwined with my fingers. In my panic, like a conditioned reflex, I still wanted to push him away. He noticed it, was very displeased, and bit me lightly as punishment.

I frowned, the pain...and the pain made people more and more unconscious...

His cold lips and teeth sucked it over, as if he didn't have any scruples, he was just feasting on it, going deep all the way.

I was a little weak and had a fever. At this age, I naturally knew what was going to happen, and my heart jumped wildly, as if I had finally made a decision, yes, I think... I want to have him... I hope ,he's mine!
Finally, he started to learn how to accommodate, a coolness penetrated into his heart, he felt it, as if he was happy, and became more entangled with me, even his slender hand finally let go of my fingers, and slowly walked along He wandered up, caressed my face lightly, raised his head, slightly hooked his bright and moist lips, and his voice was a little heavy: "You are mine, and I can't leave after all..."

I had a fever rolling on my face, and I really didn't dare to look at him, so I had to close my eyes... I seemed to have fallen into a cold trap, but I fell willingly...

Just when his cold body was about to trap me, "Dong Dong Dong..." There was a knock on the door suddenly.

As if being splashed with cold water, I opened my eyes suddenly, and saw Cheng Ke's big peach eyes were slightly red, and he raised his head in displeasure, his eyes swept towards the door sharply, I blinked Eyes, the rapid and heavy knock on the door made the whole room tremble.

"Who..." I was about to speak, but Cheng Ke shook his head, put his index finger on my lips, walked to the door by himself, and opened the old creaking door.

The door opened, and a gust of cold wind rushed in. My hot body shivered, and I poked my head over, only to see that the corridor was quiet, and there was no one there.

Cheng Ke frowned, looking like the boss was unhappy, and said something in a low voice that I didn't catch clearly. I asked him what he said, but he shook his head and didn't tell me. He just closed the door again. Shi again, this time he simply pressed me directly on the bed, the cool breath continued to linger in my ears, and said Qingyue: "Close your eyes, I want to..."

"Dong dong dong..." The sound of knocking on the door rang again!
I couldn't sit still any longer, and I held his arms with both hands: "Is it... the Du family is chasing him?"

"The Du family dare not come back in such a short time." Cheng Keying frowned tightly, stood up neatly, and asked, "Do you have a mirror?"

When I heard this, I quickly grabbed my bag and took out a round box containing BB cream: "Here is one side."

Cheng Ke's slender fingers deftly removed the solid mirror embedded inside, opened the door, and the strange wind swept in again, blowing the window panes covered with old-fashioned window paper. There was a creaking sound, and I realized that in order to maintain the antique flavor, there is no glass on the windows. As long as the panes are covered, nothing can be seen outside. The window paper is thick and fine, and it is still brand new.

I got up from the bed to see what Cheng Ke was doing with the mirror. I saw him use his slender, white fingers to measure a certain distance on the door frame. Press, that mirror was actually hung firmly on the door frame.

"Okay..." Cheng Ke closed the door again: "Let's continue..."

My face turned red all of a sudden, and at the same time, the female voice in that movie yelled even more vigorously, Cheng Ke lowered his head, his peach blossom eyes were full of jokes: "Is it true that I can finally hear you?" the sound of……"

Before I had time to react, I only heard a strange sound of "tong", which came from nowhere.

I turned my head sideways, widened my eyes, and saw a hole suddenly appeared on the originally flat window!

Cheng Ke didn't even look at it, he raised his hand slightly, and suddenly something fell from the hole, unexpectedly, it was half a finger!

Before I could scream out in surprise, that part of my finger suddenly turned into fly ash, leaving only a part of bone, which rolled out of the gap with a grunt!

My body was completely cold. Looking at the black hole, I couldn't laugh or cry: "Unexpectedly, there are audiences here."

"I shouldn't say it's acting." A sneer appeared on Cheng Ke's lips: "Not only are the folk customs here fierce, but even the wild ghosts are so bold."

"This hotel..." I hesitated: "Could it be that it's famous for being haunted? You can see that the locals keep this hotel secret."

"There seems to be no taboos in this place." Cheng Ke said, "Do you still remember the threshold?"

"Of course, it took me a lot of effort to get in... ah, the threshold!" I realized immediately: "By the way, ghost cultivators cannot enter the threshold without the invitation of the master, and I am After entering, the owner of the shop appeared and said welcome..."

"This hotel seems to hide a lot of interesting things." Cheng Ke patted my head: "In order to prevent the remaining memories from fading faster, there is no way to kill those things today, so I feel wronged." you……"

Of course I knew what he meant, blushed and said, "Who is wronged!"

"Lu Qiao," Cheng Ke smiled slightly, stretched out his arms and put my head in his arms: "I like you...I like you very much, I like you very much..."

My heart trembled, it was the first time he said such words to me, my heart trembled slightly as if being touched by a soft feather, but I felt very soft and happy...

Is it because I have been unwilling to make up my mind that I am waiting for this sentence?

After hesitating for a moment, the three words "me too", but still did not say it.

She slept extremely peacefully that night, so peacefully, that it seemed precious in all the hardships she had experienced after meeting Cheng Ke.

He didn't breathe, and he didn't have a heartbeat, but he was there, and his presence was enough.

I don't know how long I slept deeply, and I didn't even have a dream, until I was woken up by the bird chirping outside, and when I opened my eyes, Cheng Ke's shining eyes were looking at me: "Did you get enough sleep?"

I nodded and sat up: "There are a lot of birds outside."

"It's a golden-headed swallow." Cheng Ke got out of bed and helped me put down the curtain on the bed: "After changing your clothes, I'll take you out for a walk."

While changing clothes inside the curtain, I asked, "What is a golden-headed swallow?"

"A kind of swallow that only appears in places with strong yin energy. This swallow looks exactly the same as ordinary swallows, but what is different from ordinary swallows is that they only use dead people to make their nests."

By the way, there are mass graves nearby, so it's not surprising that there are such birds.

I got dressed, opened the curtain, and asked, "Apart from this, is there any other feature?"

Cheng Ke saw that I had cleaned up, so he opened the window and said, "This kind of swallow likes places where ghosts haunt."

I looked at the window and was stunned for a moment, only to see that the big mulberry tree in the yard was densely packed with swallows!

In this way, this Huiren Hotel is a place full of ghosts...

"The water is ready, don't go out, just wash up here." Cheng Ke pointed to an antique washbasin shelf with purple and gold flowers and branches and said: "The tea room is not very clean."

I agreed to come down to wash my face, Cheng Ke carefully wiped the water droplets on my face with a towel, the light in my eyes sparkled, I knew he was looking at me, but in his fanatical eyes, it was me , or a calamus that is seven points similar to me?

Suppressing this thought, I smiled: "I'm hungry."

"Go eat." Cheng Ke was a little distracted, but immediately came back to his senses: "Sesame biscuits and purple rice porridge? Plus a plate of crispy bamboo shoots."

So specific and detailed, probably, it is the old menu before.

It's nothing to worry about, I nodded and followed Cheng Ke out of the corridor.

Under the sunny and sunny day, I saw that the promenade was actually carved with painted railings, depicting many ancient style flowers in detail, against the hydrangeas in the courtyard, it really felt like being in a paradise , Moreover, the sky in Xichuan is very blue.

Cheng Ke led me by the hand along the path full of lavender hydrangeas to the front hall. The floor of the front hall is covered with clean bluestone slabs that have been worn without edges and corners. The furnishings are all old things from the past, and the pony chimes the bell Ah, mahogany spring and autumn chairs or something.

Now it is the time when the food is fragrant inside, and there are already several tables of guests sitting there eating, and the shiny ebony tables are old things at first glance.

But I don't know why, as soon as I entered the front hall, those guests looked up and saw Cheng Ke and me, their eyes were a little wrong, twinkling, as if there was some story in them.

There are three tables of guests, one table is three thin middle-aged women with fox faces, the other table is two men, one fat and the other thin, and the other table is the back of a single young man who is probably also a young man, whose appearance cannot be seen clearly.

The fox-faced woman had a mocking look in her eyes, and the two big men pretended not to see us.

I was a little curious, and almost suspected that there was something on my face. Cheng Ke didn't care, he wiped the bench for me, and sat me down. Speaking of the menu, Fat Mantou still looked lifeless, nodded and fiddled with it, and by the way, I looked at what other people ate, and they were all antique porridge and side dishes.

As soon as Cheng Ke sat down, a woman in her forties opened her mouth strangely: "The young couple is very angry at a young age. We are people who have experienced it, and we all understand it, but the sound is too loud, and others can't sleep. It's not good. .”

It was only then that I came to my senses. No wonder I looked at Cheng Ke and me with that kind of eyes. The feeling was that I took the panting voice yesterday as my voice?
I hurriedly said: "You have misunderstood. We also heard the voice yesterday. It was not made by us. Don't misunderstand."

"Misunderstanding?" Another middle-aged woman with a fox face said sarcastically: "There are only a few people living in the whole hotel. If it's not you, who else could it be? Is it interesting?"

How many people live here?That young woman is really only me!But it's not right, yesterday was clearly...

Cheng Ke raised his pretty eyebrows and replied, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, but we didn't make the voice. Why did we impersonate it?"

The words were ordinary, and Cheng Ke's tone was not much different, but with his intimidating aura, he immediately suppressed the arrogance of the three middle-aged women.

They looked at each other, as if weighing it, Cheng Ke didn't seem like an easy person to provoke, so they all took the bowls and drank the porridge.

Those two big men were completely watching the excitement, and they didn't seem to want to intervene in this friction at all.

Just at this moment, the young man who was eating alone at a table turned around and smiled slightly: "The aunts must really have misunderstood these two, I heard that voice yesterday, it came from my room It came from the west, but these two came late, and they obviously lived in the east of me, although I don't know who the voice was, but I can testify that it must not be them."

Only then did I see the man's appearance clearly. He was indeed about the same age as me, certainly not more than 28 years old. How handsome is not as good as him, but he is also a rare good-looking.

I quickly thanked him, and the man smiled and said, "This buddy is right, it's not yours, so there's really no need to claim it."

Those middle-aged women with fox faces fell silent. After finishing their porridge, they stepped over the knee-high threshold and went out with twists and turns.

The two big men also finished their meal, put on their back baskets, and went out right behind. The fat big man muttered: "It's a bad day, I guess the person who came here was not kind."

The skinny man replied: "Why bother so much, let's just do our own things well."

What does it mean?
It was only then that I noticed that the clothes worn by the people in the room were all the same handmade clothes as in the last century. The middle-aged women just now wore old blue summer shirts and handmade mille-soled cloth shoes. The same goes for the two big men, wearing bamboo sweaters, black trousers, and hand-woven straw sandals.

Not only the furnishings of this place seem to have been time-traveled, but even the clothes of these people seem to have been time-traveled.

(End of this chapter)