Chapter 979

The bright moonlight covered the whole city of Hunan, like a good silver silk and satin, which is most suitable for the embellishment of dreams.

In the silent night, some people are not far away, trapped in memories, holding the only warmth and don't want to give up; Some people are in pairs, snuggling under the lamp, planning for the happiness of themselves and their relatives and friends; Someone was waiting in the dark room in such a big villa; And some people... Are having strange nightmares, unaware that the danger is just close to themselves.

The Moon leaves its branches, and the shadow of the trees moves.

The night wind wrapped in coolness blew into the wide open window, and the white gauze curtain floated up and down.

On the pink big bed, Qiaoya was trapped in her sleep. She didn't know what terrible thing she had dreamed. She frowned slightly, murmured softly, and shook her hands uneasily.

On the other side of the room, models standing upright, with their hips on their hips or sitting upright stood quietly, wearing dark clothes designed for script killing activities. As soon as the breeze passed, lace skirts and silk streamers rose one after another, making an arc in the air, which immediately made the expressionless models seem to be angry.

One model after another cast vague shadows on the ground. As the moon came out of the clouds, those shadows gradually became clear and bounded, and then... One of the shadows gradually began to move closer and closer to joea's bed.

The tall figure didn't even stop for a moment in the dark room. He still walked as usual. If he was in the daytime, he was close to joeya in a moment.

If his eyesight is not excellent, it is that he is very familiar with the environment, so that he knows how to walk even with his eyes closed.

He stopped at the head of Qiaoya's bed and squinted slightly at the sleeping people on the bed. The petite people were trapped in the soft big bed. His white face was a little red because of the terrible nightmare. His slightly sweaty forehead was covered with a few wisps of sweaty broken hair, the willow leaf's fine eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the slender eyelashes at the bottom were agitated uneasily, raising a weak airflow at the bottom of people's heart like dancing butterfly wings, The pink lips played back and forth, from which a few murmurs floated from time to time.

"What a beautiful girl..." eukins. Yan's mouth gradually evokes a radian, and his magnetic low voice with a little smile slowly dispersed in the dark with the night wind.

Tonight, he didn't wear a mask and tore off his usual gentle and polite skin. At this time, the whole person was full of evil charm and danger.

On the almost white to transparent skin, you can vaguely see the cyan blood vessels below. A pair of deep pupils are as dark and silent as this thick night, and there is a crazy and interesting smile in them.

He bent down slowly, and his cool fingers touched JOYA's cheek slowly, like touching a very handy toy, gently stroking her smooth face again and again.

"Although you don't have talilina's demon charm and wildness, nor Jane Haixi's intelligence and determination, you have your own loveliness." he moved his fingers gently, his eyes twinkled with the light of looking at his beloved things, put the broken hair on Joey's sideburns one by one, and then seemed to sigh slightly. His tone seemed to contain reluctance and regret, "You have brought me so many happy times that I can't let go of you for a while. Ya'er, what can I do if you ask me to do it? Huh?"

The sleeping man seemed to hear his confusion, and his whole body moved gently. Under his closed eyelids, his two eyes moved quickly, almost waking up.

"Shh... Sleep, sleep..." Eugene Yan whispered to coax the uneasy Joey, like coaxing a baby to sleep, patting her quilt with his palm.

Jolya, who was making a living, was quiet again and fell back into a deep sleep.

"That's good... Ya'er, ya'er, if I had time, I really couldn't bear to say goodbye to you in such a hurry. I was going to play with you for a while. Unfortunately, your dear cousin doesn't seem happy to see you. I'm happy. Just, it's time for me to prepare for the game." He said in a low voice, bent down and poked away the broken hair on Qiaoya's forehead, gently kissed her between her forehead, and helped her pull up the quilt when he got up, "sleep, my dear princess, when the game is over, I'll come to play with you again."

After a pause, he stood up straight, his dark pupils flashed a cruel light, his throat overflowed with a light smile and said darkly, "of course, if you can live to that time."

This whisper, like the whisper of countless sentences in front of him, soon dispersed in the air and no one heard it.

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"Bang!"

A dull thunder burst out in the dark. JOYA, who was sleeping, only felt that the thunder sounded in her ear that day and suddenly woke up from her sleep.

She immediately sat up, opened her eyes and stared at the darkness in front of her. In the quiet room, her remaining light flashed slightly. She just felt that the model in the window seemed to move.

"Who!"

She screamed in an instant and quickly reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.

"Patter."

The bright light immediately dispelled the darkness in the room. JOYA looked closely. There were only models standing quietly by the window and curtains fluttering from time to time. There was nothing different at all.

Is she dazzled?

JOYA closed her eyes, covered her uncontrolled heartbeat with one hand and exhaled deeply.

For the first time, she felt that the decision to put the model in the bedroom was terrible.

The next day, just after dawn, the bright star hung in the sky and greeted the sun that only appeared in the East.

The huge city of Hunan has gradually begun to wake up. Some people set out on the morning sun to start a day's work, while others are walking home on the tail of the night.

Mo Jue, who was covered with dew, unscrewed the door of the villa. It was not time for his aunt to make breakfast. The whole first floor was quiet, no different from when he left yesterday.

Except for the floor lamp that has been on all night in the living room and the people sleeping on the sofa.

Mo Jue's footsteps were stunned.

Qiaoqiao was thin and small, especially when she was curled up on the sofa. The silly girl didn't even remember to take a blanket for herself. She was frozen all night. She was holding herself in her hands on the pillow. Her curved fine eyebrows were wrinkled deeply, and even in her dream she was worried.

Clearly in her own home, she was like a little milk cat abandoned on the street corner. She looked confused and didn't know which direction to go.

The floor lamp overhead is emitting an untimely light. If it is at night, it is a warm lamp waiting for people to leave, but now, it is just a redundant lamp