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

Chapter 95: Sharing a Bed with Others (3) Ketchup?

Even though they were separated by a screen, Yan Jinyue seemed to be able to feel the venomous malice in those cloudy eyes.

She stumbled back, her legs so weak that she almost fell. She swallowed, trembling as she took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Hello, wife?"

"Hubby..." She cried out these two words that she had never said before, "Come home soon, there are bad guys at the door, I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll be home soon."

"Go to the study now and lock the door. There is a red book on the innermost shelf on the sixth shelf. Take it out. It is a compartment switch. Hide inside. There will be a bronze lamp on the left side of the door. Press it to close the door."

He gave instructions methodically.

The man's gentle voice was like the gurgling of water, which dispelled some of her fear and calmed her down.

She moved a few chairs to block the door, then went into the study as Yan Qi said, locked the door, and then found the red book at the innermost part of the sixth shelf and took it out.

"Click, click..." After a few subtle sounds of the mechanism operating, the bookshelf moved horizontally from the middle to both sides, and a door appeared.

After entering, she first saw a passage with square stone walls on both sides. The ancient gray-green color made her suddenly think she had entered an ancient tomb.

Yan Jinyue looked to her left, and sure enough, there was a bronze lamp, half a person's height, in the style of an ancient palace lantern, with delicate and intricate patterns and spots of dark ochre rust.

She tentatively reached out her hand and pressed it, and the bronze lamp lowered half an inch, and then the door behind her closed.

"boom--"

There should be no soundproofing here. The sound of someone breaking into the door outside could be heard clearly, amplified and echoed in the closed corridor, making one's scalp tingle.

She was so scared that she squatted down and hugged herself. Yan Qi's comforting voice came from the phone: "Wife, don't be afraid, I'm about to get on the elevator and I'll be there soon."

"it is good."

Although Yan Jinyue was scared, her brain was not completely confused. She reminded him: "You have to be careful. That bad guy...may have weapons like knives."

"Well, don't worry."

After a while, he said, "I'm at the door."

Yan Jinyue wanted to say something to ask him to be careful, but the call was suddenly disconnected. After a few beeps, she tried to call back but couldn't get through.

Not only that, the noisy sounds outside also disappeared, returning to deathly silence, and a strong sense of uneasiness flooded over my heart like a tide.

Yan Qi, nothing will happen...

She clenched her sweaty palms, telling herself not to think too much, he would be fine, but her heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. A string in her brain seemed to be cut into pieces by someone, and her body was roasted on the fire, which was very unbearable.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up.

She couldn't hide here and let Yan Qi face the criminal alone.

Yan Jinyue pressed the bronze lamp again, and the lamp returned to its original height, and the door slowly opened.

The door of the study had not been broken open, so the criminals probably had not found this place yet. She listened through the door and heard no movement outside, so she quietly opened the door a crack.

There was a blurry figure in the living room. The man was very tall and looked like Yan Qi, but he couldn't be sure.

Just as Yan Jinyue was thinking about whether to go out directly, her cell phone rang. She was startled and almost slipped and dropped the phone on the ground.

In panic, she glanced at the phone screen and saw that the caller note was "A's husband", that is, Yan Qi.

But...actually it might not be Yan Qi, because if something happened to him, the one who got his phone would be the criminal.

Someone in the living room was walking towards this side. The footsteps were not loud, but because the environment was extremely quiet, they were very clear.

She gritted her teeth and pressed the answer button. The first voice she heard in the receiver was "Wife", and this voice overlapped with the voice outside the door.

"It's okay. I've chased the bad guys away."

His pleasant voice spoke slowly, and tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't cry even though she was so scared just now, but when she heard this voice, she couldn't control herself.

She sobbed softly. Yan Qi opened the door and saw the little girl squatting on the ground, hugging her legs, her body trembling.

He walked over, bent down, passed his arm through her bent knees, picked her up steadily, walked out of the study, went straight to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and considerately took off her shoes.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

He rubbed her hair and found it was still wet and cold. It was early autumn and although the weather was not too cold, it was not good for a girl to hang her hair with wet hair.

His eyes darkened for a moment, just a moment. When Yan Jinyue raised her head and looked at him with her tearful eyes, they were so clear and gentle, as if they could dispel all the haze.

"Um, where are the bad guys?" she asked in a trembling voice.

"They have been taken away by the police. Don't be afraid."

He took the hair dryer and blew her hair gently. His eyebrows were lowered, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. He looked focused and serious.

Yan Jinyue's heart felt as if it was ironed by something warm. She felt obedient and calm, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Over the next period of time, they chatted occasionally, not much, and not at all enthusiastically, just simple topics about what they did during the day.

But Yan Jinyue enjoyed this period of time immensely.

"Okay." After drying his hair, the man took the hair dryer and put it away.

Watching his departing back, she felt a little lost for no reason, but fortunately, he came back soon.

If there was a mirror in front of her, she would definitely see how obviously her eyes changed, from dull and lifeless to bright as stars in an instant.

Her big, round almond-shaped eyes were red and wet at the corners from crying. She looked like a cat to begin with, and now that she was staring at him eagerly, she looked even more like one.

Yan Qi's fingers moved, and he couldn't help but rub her head again. The blow-dried hair was soft and fluffy, and felt super good.

Yan Jinyue always felt that his method was like smashing and rubbing some small animals, but she didn't care too much, because now, she also wanted to be close to him.

She attributed her strange feeling of dependence to the fact that she was too nervous after meeting strange people along the way today and ran into a bad guy on her way home at night, which caused her to be too frightened.

Moreover, as a qualified wife, it is only natural for her to depend on and want to be close to her husband after being rescued by him after encountering the criminals.

Her character is not ooc and the experience is immersive.

She found many excuses to support herself, so Yan Jinyue calmly accepted her dependence on this strange husband with whom she had only been living for three days.

And enjoy.

Yan Qi leaned down to her level with his eyes, and very gently straightened her hair. "I'll have someone change a stronger lock tomorrow. From now on, I'll try not to work overtime at night and come back to accompany you."

"Ah."

Yan Jinyue nodded and forced a slow smile, but she caught a glimpse of a bloodstain on the right side of his face out of the corner of her eye.

"There's blood on your face. Are you injured?"

The man wiped the bloodstain on the side of his face, his fingertips turned a bright red, his black eyelashes lowered, as if thinking about something.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped it directly.

"No, doesn't it hurt?"

Yan Jinyue anxiously checked his wound, but found that beneath the wiped-off blood, the white jade was flawless.

Yan Qi threw the handkerchief aside and held her shoulders. "It's not blood, it's ketchup. I must have accidentally stained it when I was eating fried chicken for dinner."

Yan Jinyue stared blankly at his beautiful eyes, feeling a little confused.

Ketchup?
But the color just now doesn't look like it...

No prize contest, guess what happened to the “bad guy”?
(Please vote, beg for more~)

Winter is coming, everyone must keep warm and don't get sick~
Of course, I also wish my friends who are struggling during exam week like me to pass all exams smoothly!