Crossdressing as a man: Tyrant, do you dare not to love me?

Chapter 147 The Tyrant’s Secret ([-])
"Don't be afraid."

Gently patted her back with his hand, Shangguan Mo coaxed her in a very gentle whisper, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

"Yes, yes..." Woo.

"Don't be in a hurry to talk."

After taking the cloak that his junior classmate had just brought over, Shangguan Mo wrapped the person in his arms tightly, and kissed her lightly.

Ji Damei looked at this scene very sadly.

He was also a timid child when he was a child...

He was too scared to sleep by himself after hearing a ghost story, why didn't the senior brother coax him so gently at that time?

Ji Damei was angry.

Who said boys and girls are the same?
What a difference!

……

With Shangguan Mo's reassurance, the fear in his heart dissipated quickly, and Ruan Taotao's emotions gradually calmed down.

Noticing that the person in his arms was no longer trembling, Shangguan Mo lifted her little face with a sigh, and helped her wipe the cold sweat off her forehead.

"There seems to be someone under the bed..." Ruan Taotao still said in fear.

"If you're afraid, don't think about it anymore." Shangguan Mo felt sorry for her pale face.

"It's okay, I'm just afraid of ghosts..."

After a pause, Ruan Taotao shook his head, "I think he is human, but that state is too scary."

Saying this, Ruan Taotao didn't feel so scary anymore after he strengthened his belief that "it's not a ghost".

But she still didn't dare to leave Shangguan Mo's arms, so she could only lie in his arms and talk.

"Only his eyes were exposed on his face, and the rest of his face was wrapped in white cloth."

"Is there any blood stain?" Shangguan Mo asked her softly.

"like……"

Ruan Taotao hesitated to recall, then shook his head, "No, but I don't know if the light is too dark, the white cloth seems not very clean."

Ji Damei frowned, "Is there something to eat next to him?"

"Ah? It seems not..."

At that time, she was so frightened that she didn't pay much attention to the man's surroundings.

"However, under Xiao Tyrant's bed is a layer of steel needles. His face is almost attached to the base of the steel needles. There should be no room for movement. There should be nothing to eat..."

Hearing what she said, the expressions of the two men, who were not so relaxed, became more dignified.

(End of this chapter)