Uncover the mystery of ghost marriage in Snake Village: Snake Wife

Tick, tick, tick—

This is the study, but Luo Zikai's bedroom.

The clock on the wall moved slowly, and in the old wooden hourglass on the table, the fine sand and dust flowed slowly from the upper floor to the lower end through the narrow gap, as if a woman's eyes didn't stop for a moment. No more tears.

"Master." Roy called out again, but this time it was obviously much louder than before.

The outstretched hand was about to touch the panel of the oil painting, and the shout was like a dream, Luo Zikai trembled, closed his eyes slightly, and quietly lowered his arms, "It's nothing, you go down first, I'm a little tired. "

"Don't you need to wait for the result tonight?"

"Leave everything to you." Luo Zikai sighed as if he had just woken up from a big dream, or as if he was frightened by a dream, "After all, everything is within my expectations. No matter what happens, remember not to be impulsive, and don't act unless it is absolutely necessary. Anything else is gone."

"Then I'll go down first."

"En." Luo Zikai nodded, raised his head unconsciously, and once again locked his eyes on the eyes of the woman in the oil painting.

However, the movement of putting it on the doorknob stopped abruptly, and the spinning movement stopped immediately. Roy paused for a moment before turning around and said, "Young master, blame me for talking too much. How did you know that Miss Shen would definitely meet that policeman?" ..."

"Because she's a woman."

"Huh?" A sudden sentence made Roy confused. He turned around and looked at the young man standing in front of the painting in a daze.

"Alas," the boy's immature voice revealed a trace of helplessness, "Women are all the same. For love, even the most stupid thing, the most stupid thing, will be desperate, moths to the flame..."

Suddenly, Roy looked up at the woman in the painting, nodded, "I see."

The door closed, and the footsteps faded away.

Luo Zikai's eyes were still looking at the words on the wall, his usual laughing expression was now full of indifference, and the smile on the corners of his mouth also dissipated, but the boy's eyes turned red when he looked at it.

Closed slightly, a tear ran down the corner of the eye, as if talking to himself, and as if telling the woman in the portrait, "So, for him, is it worth it..."

Boom, boom, boom.

ten o'clock.

beep - beep - beep -

In the small bathroom, Shen Ru's heartbeat almost stopped suddenly. Through the door, Fang Jun's voice outside the room could still be vaguely heard. The moaning that was still in his ears, as if seductive, made Shen Ru's nerves go crazy. scattered.

What should I do...

Look up and look at yourself in the mirror.

Regarding her appearance, Shen Ru has always been confident, but her carefree personality and clothes always make people ignore her appearance, even if everyone says that Moran is beautiful as a fairy, everyone is fascinated by the obsession, But Shen Ru never put this woman's face in his eyes.

Not jealousy, but self-confidence.

Shen Ru has never felt that her appearance is at a disadvantage, even now, she still looks like a lost soul.

hateful.

The more I think about it, the more angry I am, I am not bad, but why is Fang Jun always ambiguous to himself, but he is so determined to Alan? !

This woman must have used some kind of trick, just looking at Fang Jun's fascinated look just now!

A woman's selfishness is like the lotus root hidden in the dark depths of her heart. With the watering of impulse and desire, a black lotus slowly blooms in the deepest part of her heart...