mtl008 Chapter 157 The Haunted House 18
Chapter 157 The Haunted House 18
In front of the television, Shen Ying stared intently at the screen, her eyes filled with rage.
She leaned forward, looking as if she wanted to crawl into the television.
At this moment, on the television screen, the male and female protagonists are caught in an emotional entanglement.
The male protagonist's brows were furrowed, his eyes filled with pain and helplessness, his lips slightly parted, but he remained silent. The female protagonist's face was streaked with tears, her eyes filled with disappointment and anger. She turned her head away, unwilling to look at the male protagonist again.
"Heavens! Are these two mute? It's something that can be said with a single sentence, but they've made it so complicated, torturing each other like this. Are they sick in the head?" Shen Ying couldn't help but mutter, her voice unconsciously rising a few decibels.
At this moment, she was holding a grape in her fingers. The grape gradually deformed under her fingertips. Immersed in the plot, Shen Ying did not notice that the juice had seeped out of the peel and slid down her fingers to her palm.
Just as Shen Ying frowned, her eyes blazing with anger, and gritted her teeth as she swore in her heart that she would never watch such idiotic idol dramas that made her roll her eyes again.
Suddenly, without warning, a soft, warm touch came from her palm. The feeling was like a feather gently brushing against her, yet it was also warm and spread along her palm, making her heart tremble.
Shen Ying subconsciously turned her head to look, her eyes still lingering with resentment towards the idol drama, but as her gaze shifted, those emotions were instantly dispelled by the scene before her.
Her gaze first fell on the two hands that were touching, and then slowly moved up to look at Murong Xiangxun, her eyes full of surprise.
Before anyone knew it, Shen Ying's hand was being held in Murong Xiangxun's palm.
The warmth of my palm seeped into my skin, as if a warm current was spreading through my heart.
Murong Xiangxun noticed her gaze, slowly raised his eyes, and the moment their eyes met, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was enjoying some indescribable beauty.
Then, he parted his lips slightly, his tongue darting out to gently lick her palm.
Shen Ying was instantly struck dumb, her entire face turning bright red, the color spreading from her cheeks to her ears, as if blood could drip from them.
Shen Ying instinctively tried to pull her hand back. She tugged hard, but the hand seemed to be firmly clamped by iron clamps and did not budge.
At this moment, her heart was pounding like a drum, her breathing became rapid and disordered, her mind was in chaos, and all sorts of emotions were intertwined.
Looking at Murong Xiangxun again, he saw a gentle smile on his face, a smile full of doting and playfulness, the curve of his lips just right. Then he said in his clear and slightly lazy voice, "Very sweet."
It was just two ordinary words, spoken in a calm and normal tone, but when they reached Shen Ying's ears, it was as if an electric current struck her heart, making her feel as if she had been electrocuted. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and emotions such as shyness and panic surged into her heart all at once.
Shen Ying gazed at the aloof and handsome Murong Xiangxun before her, her eyes involuntarily falling on his sexy Adam's apple. The Adam's apple bobbed up and down with each swallow, and she subconsciously swallowed, struggling to look away.
Ever since that kiss at the amusement park, Murong Xiangxun seemed to have had some kind of switch flipped, becoming increasingly clingy.
He was like a seductive devil, always appearing unexpectedly beside Shen Ying, teasing her in various ways, whether gentle or domineering, just like now.
Faced with Murong Xiangxun's intimate gestures, Shen Ying felt awkward, but an indescribable feeling in her heart led her to acquiesce to his actions. That feeling was like a fog, blurring her reason and causing her to choose indulgence amidst her inner turmoil.
Seeing Shen Ying in a daze, Murong Xiangxun revealed a meaningful smile. He stared intently at Shen Ying, leaned forward slightly, and moved closer to her.
To prevent herself from doing something she would regret, Shen Ying tried to shrink back, but the sofa back blocked her way.
Murong Xiangxun did not stop moving at all. He slowly approached, his nose gently brushing against Shen Ying's nose. His gaze was deep and intense, as if he wanted to see through Shen Ying.
Shen Ying's heart suddenly raced, and her breathing became rapid.
She could sense Murong Xiangxun's aura, a cool and aloof aura carrying a faint fragrance.
Murong Xiangxun tilted his head slightly, brought his lips close to Shen Ying's ear, and asked in a low, slightly husky voice, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
His voice seemed to come from his chest, with a barely perceptible tremor.
Shen Ying's muscles tensed, her gaze darting around anxiously. She stiffly pushed Murong Xiangxun away and said dryly, "Whatever, I think whatever you make tastes good."
Murong Xiangxun's lips curled into a gentle smile. He reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from Shen Ying's forehead, saying softly, "Okay." With that, he got up and walked towards the kitchen, his steps light and cheerful, his back radiating joy.
As Shen Ying watched his retreating figure, her tense nerves instantly relaxed. She raised her hand to wipe away non-existent cold sweat from her forehead; heaven knows how hard she had been holding back.
Murong Xiangxun's face uncontrollably appeared in my mind: his cool eyebrows, high nose, sexy thin lips, and the innate noble temperament he possessed.
Shen Ying unconsciously placed her hand on her chest, feeling her heart beating faster and faster.
She frowned slightly and muttered under her breath, "She has such a cold and aloof demeanor, but she looks like a succubus."
Under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, the chef ghost, with his plump body curled up, squatted down next to the female ghost.
He glanced at the dry white candle in his hand, then at the top-quality incense and high-end candles placed in front of the female ghost, and suddenly felt resentful.
"Why does the master treat you so well, but I only get an ordinary candle? This is so unfair!" he asked angrily.
The female ghost slowly picked up a stick of incense, held it to her nose, and gently sniffed it, looking completely intoxicated.
Seeing the chef ghost's indignant expression, he unusually spoke up and replied, "Perhaps you should start dating."
Upon hearing the female ghost's words, the chef ghost's eyes widened like copper bells, and he loosened his grip, causing the dry, white candle to fall to the ground with a "plop."
He hurriedly turned around, his arms tightly wrapped around his chest, his body trembling slightly, his face filled with terror. "I perform, I don't sell my body!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice so sharp it cracked, as if he were about to be forced to do something by the female ghost.
The female ghost rolled her eyes instantly, her volatile temper flaring up immediately. Without hesitation, she kicked the chef ghost's chubby rear end. The kick carried tremendous force, sending the chef ghost flying with a scream before disappearing into the horizon.
Time flew by, and the morning sunlight streamed into the room through the window. Shen Ying had just woken up from her sleep and opened her eyes groggily when she saw Murong Xiangxun's enlarged handsome face approaching her.
His lips curled slightly upward, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he reached out to gently pinch Shen Ying's cheek, his voice carrying a lazy smile: "Good morning."
Shen Ying was not fully awake and was startled by his sudden action, instinctively shrinking back.
Murong Xiangxun, however, was relentless, moving even closer and gently twirling his fingers around Shen Ying's hair. The touch made Shen Ying's heart beat faster.
Murong Xiangxun's voice was deep and gentle, with a hint of allure, as he softly said, "I couldn't wait any longer, so I came in to find you."