And if there is a voice like this, who is really crying?!

Mo Yaochen suddenly thought that when he was at home, he was pulled by his younger brother to watch ghost movies... He was already sixteen at that time, and he was so scared that he pestered Mo Nanjue to sleep for several days at night.

It's the most terrifying memory!

And that ghost movie is about a woman who sits in the presiding judge's room and cry every night after she dies unjustly...

A chill suddenly jumped up on his back.

Mo Yaochen's face froze and his lips turned pale. Bei Wanxing couldn't wait for him to answer and hugged him tighter, "Mo Yaochen... why don't you speak?"

“…”

"You... say something." Bei Wanxing listened to the sound inside, his legs trembling, "I...I'm a little scared, don't be cruel to me..."

Mo Yaochen moved when he heard this. He reached out and hugged her tightly, "I'm not mad at you, Bao Zaoyue... hug me."

"good."

Bei Wanxing hugged his waist with both hands, Mo Yaochen rolled down his throat, and reached out to the door handle, "I'm open the door, you... if you are afraid, please hug me tightly."

"good."

Bei Wanxing nodded. She wasn't that scared if she was there. Mo Yaochen used force to slowly unscrew the door handle...

Just as a gap was opened, the sound of whimpering inside became more obvious. Perhaps it was a psychological effect. Mo Yaochen became more and more like...

He hurriedly pulled his hand away and slammed the door.

"Ah!" Bei Wanxing was startled by the sound. She hurriedly buried her face in his chest, "What's wrong... Is there something inside?"

Mo Yaochen pursed his thin lips tightly, and even his brows were tightly twisted. He suddenly picked her up from the waist, turned around and strode downstairs, "Let's go to the living room to watch TV."

"Why……"

"I want to see!" Mo Yaochen walked very quickly, and when he went down the stairs, he took two steps at a time. Bei Wanxing held his neck, "That room..."

"Are you afraid to go in again tomorrow?!"

"good……"

Bei Wanxing obeyed him, it would be better if he didn't go in. Mo Yaochen hugged her to the living room and turned on the TV. The sound inside overshadowed the whimpering sound...

The corners of his tight mouth were slightly loose, and Mo Yaochen felt thirsty, so he turned around to pour milk to drink. He thought that she must be hungry, so he brought her a piece of cake by the way.

Bei Wanxing sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control and changed the table...

On TV, the heroine let out a shrill scream, "Ah—"

Mo Yaochen's hand holding the milk shook and spilled all over the floor. He subconsciously stepped back and slipped on the milk...

Dong!

Bei Wanxing heard the movement and hurriedly threw away the remote control and ran over, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yaochen supported the ground with his elbows. He fell down at the manor two days ago and cursed in secret that he shouldn't lay tiles and slipped into a mess!

Bei Wanxing bent down and held his arm, "Is it okay? Why are you so careless..."

"You'll be happy if I fall to death!"

“…”

Bei Wanxing helped him walk to the sofa and sat down. Mo Yaochen pressed his hand against his waist, and the corners of his mouth were so painful that he tense. Bei Wanxing reached out to touch him, "Is it painful?"

Mo Yaochen was angry when he thought that she was hiding in the room and refused to see him. If it weren't for holding her to sleep... he wouldn't have fallen!

He was so angry that he turned his face away. Bei Wanxing was confused, so he thought he had really fallen and hurt. She hurriedly lifted his vest up and said, "Show me..."
Chapter completed!