C129 Man scares people to death

Ji Junxiang didn't expect this woman to fall asleep before him. At the beginning, she was always on guard, but now that she was caught off guard, she really started to worry for him.

He had to admit that she was a beautiful woman. After looking at it for so long, his throat felt a little dry.

"SHIT!" He cursed in his heart as he turned his face to the other side and slowly fell asleep.

The night passed peacefully. However, when Ji Junxiang woke up, his neck was aching and there was no trace of the woman on his bed. He slowly turned his head and saw that she was sitting in front of the computer, seemingly searching for something.

"What are you doing?"

Hai Yu waved her hand, "Come here, let's see if this is you."

She checked online and found out that the painter Yang Yu had become famous when he was young. He had only heard of his paintings, but had never seen him. No one knew his true face. If the man in the room was really Yang Yu, then wouldn't she have won the first prize by smashing a bottle down?

Ji Junxiang walked over while he was still wearing his clothes, "It seems that you don't believe in my authenticity."

"Show me your ID and I'll believe it."

"Yang Yu is not my real name."

"The stage name." She had already guessed that, but the more she thought about it, the more suspicious his face became. She just wanted to confirm it, but he obviously didn't want to show it to her.

"What's there to look at? I'm hungry. Woman, do you know how to cook?" Ji Junxiang went to the washroom.

Her voice came from behind her. "You wouldn't order your own food."

"I'm afraid you'll go bankrupt if you eat in this hotel for ten days." Ji Junxiang stood at the door with a mouthful of toothpaste bubbling in his mouth. "It's written in black and white. You have to take care of me three times a day."

"You live in such a high-class hotel and you still have to scam me for this little bit of money? Something's wrong. "

"That was also your fault."

Hai Yu was short of breath, "I can do it but I don't have a place to do it. I live at a friend's house. Where can I go to do it for you?"

"That's easy. Just change to a room with a kitchen." Ji Junxiang said that the wind was the rain. After washing up, he immediately called the front desk to change the room. He then ordered someone to bring two breakfasts, "This morning's meal is fine, but since it's noon, you have to cook for me."

Hai Yu hatefully scolded him from behind. "Do whatever you have to do, eat to death!"

After eating breakfast, Ji Junxiang didn't have the time to go out. In his boredom, he asked her to accompany him to watch the video. This damn kid really changed. He had actually pulled down the curtains and was watching ghost movies. The gloomy scene, the background music that made one's heart go numb.

If it were a thousand miles away, she would casually say, "There are no ghosts in this world. Just thinking about how these are all man-made isn't that scary anymore."

But there was a strong discomfort in her heart, and the voices in her ears illuminated the atmosphere in the room. Although it was a sunny day outside and the heating was on, it still made her feel cold all over.

Coincidentally, a text message from Thousand Sunsets distracted her from her thoughts, "Where did you go to have fun when you didn't return home for the night? A romantic affair? " Behind him was a grinning face.

Hai Yu wanted to answer truthfully, but she stopped herself when she thought that the name Ji Junyang would add to her troubles. However, she didn't know that at this moment, Qian Xun was sitting in the car Ji Junyang was driving her to work. She thought for a moment and then pressed a text message on his phone, "Have you had a romantic encounter yet? There's a female ghost."

Isn't that sitting right next to her? A single person could not take his eyes off it. He did not know how to look at those blood stains or those ghastly pictures. Indeed, a broken child's aesthetic standards were different.

Qian Xun only treated her as a joke. The word 'ha-ha' echoed in his mind.

Hai Yu didn't know how to tell her next. Was she wrong about a stupid kid like Ji Junyang? That he was bullied by this damned kid? That she suspected that this dead child had something to do with Ji Junyang?

The name Ji Junyang was a taboo among the people they knew. They didn't dare to easily mention it in front of Qian Xun.

Hai Yu didn't dare to look at the television screen and asked Ji Junxiang's eighteen generations of ancestors in her heart. She kept swiping her phone on her Weibo. She really wanted to take a picture of him. She posted that she was a famous young painter, Mr. Yang Yu. She thought that many people would be interested in him and it would be best if they could find out his background.

Unfortunately, the light was too dim and the pixels on her phone were too poor.

Ji Junxiang saw her constantly making small movements, lowering his head, or shifting his gaze in all directions, but he didn't dare to look directly at the TV. That was a display of fear, so he didn't think it was funny. A woman's guts were always smaller than a man's, so it wasn't something to be looked down upon.

When the image was shown with Ghost Hand crawling on the ground, the corner of her mouth slightly curled up, giving her the idea of scaring her. His hand crept behind her and rested lightly on her back.

Hai Yu suddenly felt a cold breeze blow against her back. Her body stiffened as she looked up and saw a white bony hand crawling on the TV. It was bare and ready to attack a person's neck at any time. Something seemed to be climbing up his back. She was so scared that she immediately jumped and got up from the bed with a loud scream. She then quickly opened the curtain.

The sunlight shone into the entire room.

She saw him smile, his fingers moving in the air.

"You" walked over and kicked her, "People are scary, they scare people to death. Do you know, don't play this childish game."

Fortunately, she wasn't in his arms.

When he was still in school, he liked to watch horror movies with girls around him, waiting for the moment they threw themselves into his arms so that he could take advantage of them.

Ji Junxiang paused the disc, "When I was hitting someone, I saw how fierce you were. How could a ghost film scare you to such an extent?"

"Abnormal." Hai Yu gritted her teeth.

Ji Junxiang laughed, "Alright, you don't like to see me alone. Go and buy some food. I believe you are more familiar with Luo City than I am."

Hai Yu really wanted to hear his words. She thought it would be weird if she could come back after walking out of this door.

However, how could Ji Junxiang not see through her little thoughts? When she reached the door, he said, "Hey, woman, you seem to have forgotten to bring money for the dishes."

Hai Yu felt in her pocket. Other than her phone, what about her purse? When she looked at him again, her wallet was already in his hands, he was pulling out a piece and placing it by the bedside, "You can use this one to buy more food, I'll keep the wallet for you first, there's an ID, bank card, driver's license, membership card."

He deliberately counted them one by one.

Hai Yu rushed over, "Give me back my wallet."

"I'll return it to you. If you leave and don't come back, then I'll suffer a loss. First, place some items with me. I'll return it to you when the agreement is over." "Of course, if you're not afraid of trouble, you can apply for a new deal." He smiled innocently.

Hai Yu really wished she could smash a hole in him again.

Seeing how she was going to deal with him, she said, "Let me state this in advance, cooking is not my forte. If I ruin your stomach, I won't be responsible."

Ji Junxiang leisurely leaned against the bedside, "Woman, you're not old, so I should change my catchphrase a bit."

"None of your business." Hai Yu grabbed the money on the bed and angrily walked out the door. She wandered around until noon before returning to the hotel. Then she dived into the kitchen and didn't even bother to greet him.

On the other side, Hai Yu was in the kitchen cooking emotionally. On the other side, Ji Junyang had already brought Qian Xun and An An to the villa.

On the way, An'an whispered in Qian Xun's ear, giggling from time to time. In reality, Qian Xun didn't hear what she was saying clearly. Even when a child's laughter was low, he was still able to laugh for the better part of the day.

When they arrived at the mansion, Ji Junyang slapped her on the bottom of his little butt, "Tell me, why are you so happy?"

An An rubbed her butt as she complained, "Mommy, he's a hooligan."

A five-year-old child was the time to distinguish between the sexes and begin to understand shame.

Qian Xun laughed. "How about you chop off his hand?"

An An thought for a moment, then nodded, "Alright! "Chop it and make the brine pig hands to eat."

"You dare? Be careful of me hitting your butt until it blooms." Ji Junyang glared at her. Actually, he couldn't bear to touch her finger.

An An made a face at him, "Hee hee, Mommy said you're just a paper tiger, don't be afraid."

Ji Junyang looked at Qian Xun, his eyes clearly saying, "How can you ruin my image in front of my daughter?"

Qian Xun shrugged. "You guys play, I'll go cook."

She took off her coat and carried his bag of ingredients into the kitchen, leaving the father and daughter staring at each other in the living room.

"Call me daddy." Ji Junyang already knew from Qian Xun that this little guy already knew of his identity.

An An An placed her hands on her waist. "You haven't even married my Mommy yet. Why should I call you that?"

"I'll have to marry her sooner or later. You can cry out even if you want to cry out at night. Where else would you be if not for me?" Since he was a precocious child, the technique of coaxing a four or five-year-old child might not work.

"What do you mean sooner or later? I'll tell you, there are a lot of uncles chasing after Mommy. Don't think that Mommy isn't wanted by anyone." The little guy snorted.

Ji Junyang didn't think it was funny. At such a young age, he already knew that the little girl hadn't raised her for nothing.

"Then tell me, which uncles are courting your mother?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because I'm your dad, you can't be a little girl with your elbows."

"You want to take advantage of me?" An Xin looked at him with disdain before turning around and dashing into the room. She was still a child after all. When she saw something new, she would touch it or go up to study it.

"Do you want to go upstairs?" Ji Junyang picked her up in his arms. His small body was soft and one could smell the faint fragrance of his milk.

"Is there anything fun to do?" This house is much bigger than hers.

"We'll know when we get there." Ji Junyang carried her up to the third floor and opened the door to the room next to the master bedroom.

The moment he entered, An An's eyes lit up, and the happiness of a child was revealed with a "wow" sound.