Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 103: Sharing the same bed with someone who is not human (11) Her husband seems to be dead, and the murderer is...?
After returning home, Yan Jinyue suddenly realized that she had not asked the real question. It was embarrassing enough to go to someone's house and watch it so presumptuously. If it happened again...

She patted her own "wooden head" for not remembering anything.

"what happened?"

When Yan Qi came back, he saw the little girl sitting on the sofa with an annoyed look on her face. He walked over, sat on her, and hugged her in his arms.

"Nothing... I just went to Mr. Lin's house today to look at his paintings, and I found that his paintings only had one color, so I asked out of curiosity, and I didn't expect to uncover a scar on him."

Yan Jinyue originally wanted to hide it, but after thinking about it, she decided to tell it and see how Yan Qi would react.

She rested her chin on his chest, tilted her head back, and her almond-shaped eyes were watery. "Will Mr. Lin be sad? But I really didn't mean it."

The man did not respond to her green tea-like words. He pinched her face with his fingers, and his black eyes revealed an ambiguous light.

"Why did you suddenly think of going to his house to see the paintings?"

His tone was calm, without any ripples, but there was a sense of danger for no reason. His icy fingers touched the back of her neck and rubbed it in an ambiguous way.

The dark brown pupil flashed a dark green light, Yan Jinyue blinked, wondering if she was seeing things. Sure enough, when she looked over again, his eyes were still so clear and gentle.

Yan Jinyue suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and said calmly, "It is true that I suddenly remembered it. I just saw an art exhibition online today and was curious about Mr. Lin's painting style."

"By the way." She sat up slightly from his arms, "I also found something very interesting today. I think Mr. Lin from 804 looks a lot like you."

She traced the man's eyebrows and eyes with her fingers, "Especially the eyes. Is it because you both have peach blossom eyes?"

Yan Qi let her hands mess around and laughed softly: "Maybe it's because... we all have common faces?"

What a common face!
Yan Jinyue rubbed his face directly and snorted, "If you have an ordinary face, I won't be with you. I am a greedy and lustful woman. I only like good-looking handsome guys."

With his top-notch appearance in terms of bone structure and skin, if he were to say in front of others that he has an ordinary face, he would definitely be ridiculed for showing off, and they might even get angry and beat him up to make him look ordinary.

"What my wife meant was that I look OK, barely pleasing to the eye."

Yan Jinyue touched her chin and pretended to examine it: "Well, it's mostly just that. It's mainly too ordinary, you know, not as attractive as Mr. Lin's white hair."

"Hmm?" Yan Qi's eyes suddenly darkened, and he grabbed her two rebellious hands and held them tightly.

"Wife, what were you talking about just now?" He raised the corners of his lips and smiled gently, but it gave people a sinister feeling.

Yan Jinyue felt a chill in her heart and slowly moved herself.

But it's too late.

The kiss came down with a punishing nature, snatching her breath, "torturing" her will, and directly breaking the last layer of her defense.

"Honey, say it again?" He stroked the base of her ears, which was icy and caused a tingling sensation.

Yan Jinyue tried hard to open her eyes which were blurred by tears and begged for mercy: "Husband, I was wrong... You are the most beautiful, the most beautiful in the world, no one can compare to you."

"How does it compare to Mr. Lin's white hair?"

The man's slender fingers clasped her waist tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, with a strong possessiveness.

She said helplessly and anxiously: "Black hair looks best. I like black the best, not white!"

Yan Jinyue felt as if she was tightly wrapped by the tail of some snake creature, having difficulty breathing and a feeling of drowning.

It was an experience I had never had before, extremely crazy and yet exhilarating.

Finally, she was exhausted and was carried to take a bath. He helped her dry and blow-dry her hair.

Finally dry and lying in bed, she soon fell into a deep sleep.

But in her dream she encountered two snakes. One was pure white, flawless and very beautiful, with a pair of light amber eyes, which were particularly cute. Even she, who was extremely afraid of cold-blooded reptiles like snakes, liked it very much.

The other one was pure black, as black as ink, without any impurities, and looked cold. Its eyes were dark green, also very beautiful, like a pair of fine green crystals, verdant and dripping.

But it gave people a very gloomy and terrifying feeling of oppression, which made her scalp numb. In the dream, Yan Jinyue walked away with the little white snake in her arms, but the next moment, her eyes blurred and the little white snake in her arms disappeared, replaced by the gloomy little black snake.

It climbed over her body, making a hissing sound. It was cold and slippery, so she dared not move at all.

Finally, it crawled to her ear and said in a hoarse and strange voice: "Tell me, you only like black, otherwise, I will eat you."

She was so frightened that she trembled and said quickly, "I like black, I only like black."

The black snake's dark green eyes stared straight at her and its scarlet tongue spit out at her.

Yan Jinyue was so frightened that she woke up immediately, sat up, and gasped for breath.

In the middle of the night, a crescent moon emerged from the clouds, and its bright and soft afterglow poured into the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering the ground with white frost.

She subconsciously reached to the side; it was empty and cold.

Yan Qi is not here, and has been for some time.

But every time after they ended, she fell asleep in his arms and woke up in his arms, without exception.

Yan Jinyue rubbed her aching temples, got up from the bed and went to find him.

There is none in the toilet, on the balcony, in the study, and even in the darkroom of the study.

He is not at home at all.

Yan Jinyue glanced at the time. It was two o'clock in the morning. What was he doing outside so late?
Countless doubts were swirling in her mind, so she simply went to the study and sat on the office chair. She called him, but the phone was either "on the phone" or "turned off".

She was in a hurry and accidentally bumped into a book, which fell under the desk.

She bent down to pick it up, but when she looked up she saw a line of bloody words under the table. She was so scared that she fell down.

My elbow hit the ground, it hurt so much that tears welled up in the corners of my eyes.

Yan Jinyue endured the pain, took a picture of the bloody words with her mobile phone, and sat on a chair to read them carefully.

"If I die, the murderer is... Yan Jinyue!?"

Yan Jinyue rubbed her eyes, suspecting that she had seen it wrong, but the last three words were indeed her own name.

Suddenly, she felt a chill running through her bones.

No, what's going on? How did she become a murderer? Who did she kill?

As soon as a thought came to my mind, I heard a slight noise by my ears. The cabinet under the desk actually opened by itself. It was extremely weird.

There was a file bag inside, and it looked like it wasn't a good thing.

Yan Jinyue originally wanted to just walk away and pretend she knew nothing, but curiosity forced her to extend her "evil hand", and thus she had a pair of evil eyes.

There are three things in the briefcase.

One was her and Yan Qi’s marriage certificate. The faces were theirs, but the smiles of the two people in the photo were very strange.

The second one was a death certificate with Yan Qi's name on it, and the date of death was the day after the date on their marriage certificate.

The third one was a photo, which was a photo of Yan Qi lying in a pool of blood with his eyes closed and his face pale. What’s more, this photo was actually her selfie, and Yan Qi was in the background.

Yan Jinyue's brain completely crashed.

Her husband seemed to be dead, and she was the murderer.

However, she now has a "living" husband who not only cooks for her, but also spends nights with her.

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