Jiang Man's dark circles are actually not heavy.

But she is naturally white in skin and has been well maintained in recent years. Her skin is even white and red, like white jade soaked in milk, without any flaws and so delicate that she can't even see her pores, which makes her look particularly blue and black now.

“…I had a nightmare and didn’t sleep well.”

Jiang Man, with Zhang Yin's delicate face that became more and more cold and indifferent, took out the bed cover from the wardrobe like sleepwalking and began to make the bed.

"What kind of nightmare can make you so depressed?"

Rong Fu was a little surprised.

He is a junior sister, very brave.

Can you be afraid of a nightmare if you are not afraid of the world on weekdays?

"Living people peel, cramps and bones, and dig up organs..."

Jiang Man looked at Rong Fu with his eyes faintly, reporting the contents of the nightmare one by one.

"How come what you said sounds so familiar..."

Rong Fu couldn't help but frown slightly.

"You know?"

Hearing Rong Fu's words, Jiang Man couldn't help but pause, and raised his head suddenly, his clear eyes were clear and he could not see the previous listlessness.

"Um……"

Rong Fu's delicate and weird face frowned slightly unconsciously, "Do you know that there are some areas of no-limits in the border, and the order is very disordered, right?"

Jiang Man nodded. Isn’t this a well-known thing?

"That is the concentration camp of all crimes in the world, the most rampant death row prisoner. As long as he gets there, he will basically not be threatened by any law."

"They are there to revel in their lives and commit crimes, and at the same time they are constantly luring and luring people there so that they can become the targets of their crimes."

This is almost the same as what Mo Sijue said.

Jiang Man unconsciously lowered his eyes slightly, and his slender eyelashes swayed gently like a fan, hiding the deep chill in his eyes.

"It is a paradise for sin, but it is a hell of the living."

Because of professionalism, Rong Fu has come into contact with much more dark side than ordinary people. Even when he is talking about these things, his clean voice is still dull.

It seems to be just narrating something very ordinary.

"However, I heard that the place was blown up a few years ago and many vicious people died. Now those people dare not be too arrogant."

Rong Fu said, pausing slightly, her light eyes with a hint of undetectable worry, looked at Jiang Man, "How could you dream of that place?"

...Can she say that she was scared by some crazy criticism of the man?

"Maybe I've watched too many horror movies."

Jiang Man casually made excuses, and made the bed cover neatly, put the down quilt on the cover, shook it flattened and put the down quilt on the bed. He looked up and was about to get the pillow and pillowcase when he saw Rong Fu holding the covered pillow in his hand.

He was yawning without any trace of demonic temperament when he was facing a demonic face.

Jiang Manyimo.

Knowing that Rong Fu was tired, Jiang Man didn't say anything else, pulled the wardrobe door and left the guest room.

"Senior brother, please rest first, I'm out."

Rong Fu was so sleepy that his eyes could hardly be opened. He waved his hand at Jiang Man with half-squinted eyes, put the pillow at the head of the bed, took off his white coat and lay down.

Jiang Man closed the door and turned his head and saw Jiang Erer standing behind her with Jiang Sansan, who was half short of her.

The cute little face, which was carved with jade, raised up and looked at her with an equally cute expression.

Looking at him with two pairs of similar beautiful big eyes, Jiang Man couldn't help but tremble slightly, and quickly stretched out his slender index fingers to the two little ones and made a move to silence.

The old housekeeper showed helplessness.

He, the old employer, often misses their young masters. When he finally waited for their young masters to come, he looked disgusted again.

"I can't know him."

Mr. Mo glared at him, how could he not understand his grandson?

While the two were talking, Special Aid Zhou came in from outside, stood in the living room aisle, nodded slightly to Mr. Mo, and then walked upstairs with a familiarity.

In the bedroom.

Mo Sijue has just started.

I was woken up by the call from Jiang Man when I just fell asleep in the early morning. I had a severe headache and thought I would not be able to sleep well. Who knew that I would have a rare sleep after touching the pillow.

Mo Sijue changed his clothes and picked up his cell phone in bed.

The slender fingers with distinct joints tapped on the screen, quietly releasing their blacklisted numbers from the blacklist.

"Ququ——"

There were a few knocks outside the door.

Mo Sijue glanced at the time on his phone and walked to open the door.

However, the door opened, and it was not Assistant Zhou who stood outside, but Aunt Mo with him...
Chapter completed!