Mo Li really went back to his bedroom and closed the door tightly.
Then, the lights in his room also went out
The light in the yard is getting darker
The night in this Sparrow City is even quieter!
An Xiaoqi stood alone in the yard. Inexplicably, she always felt that something around her was watching her.
She couldn't help but look around. The swaying tree shadows and the dusk crows suddenly flying across the sky would startle her.
But compared to staying in the yard, going back to the bedroom made her more afraid of everything.
What the bastard Mo Li just said was too realistic. She was really afraid of seeing something weird in the bedroom.
At least in the yard, she was closer to Mo Li, and she felt more secure.
An Xiaoqi stayed in the yard for seven or eight minutes. Although she was scared to death, she insisted not to call her Mo Li.
But Mo Li finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked out again with a cane.
As soon as she saw him, An Xiaoqi felt that her tense spirit suddenly relaxed.
But she was not stupid. She would not show this in front of Mo Li. She deliberately pretended not to be afraid at all, put her hands behind her back, raised her head, and admired the night view of the small town.
This was beyond Mo Li's expectation: "Hey, An Xiaoqi, you are so timid! Look what's behind you!"
"Ah!" After hearing Mo Li's words, An Xiaoqi didn't dare to look, she screamed and threw herself into Mo Li's arms.
Mo Li hugged An Xiaoqi happily, patted her back gently and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I just saw clearly that what was behind you just now was a trolley."
"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!" An Xiaoqi punched Mo Li in front of her chest repeatedly. She was so frightened that she was crying just now.
"I'm sorry, you all blame me for making such a fuss. To express my apology, I will sleep with you tonight!" Mo Li looked like he was not afraid of suffering a loss.
"What a beautiful idea!" An Xiaoqi turned around and entered her bedroom.
But she was still frightened. Although she went back to the bedroom, she did not close the door.
She still worries about being alone in a room
Fortunately, Mo Li followed him in, dragging the wicker chair with him.
"Don't even think about it!" An Xiaoqi said that if she wanted to take advantage of herself with a ghost story, she would rather be scared to death.
"What are you thinking about? I said I would sleep with you. I didn't sleep on the same bed. I slept on a wicker chair." Mo Li looked innocent.
He pretends to be quite the same, no one knows what he was thinking just now!
However, if he sleeps on a wicker chair and is in the same room with him, he will not be so afraid.
So An Xiaoqi let him move the wicker chair near her bed without commenting.
Mo Li knew that this was the acquiescence, so he happily took his quilt again and fell asleep casually.
An Xiaoqi finally feels at ease
"An Xiaoqi, let me tell you a story!" Mo Li said again
"If you dare to tell ghost stories again, I will hit your injured leg with a cane!" An Xiaoqi threatened.
Mo Li ignored her and continued: "Once upon a time, there was a mountain with a temple. In the temple there was an old monk and a young monk. One day, the young monk said to the old monk: Master, what are you doing?
I told a story, so the master began to tell the story to the young monk, saying, once upon a time, there was a mountain..."
It turned out to be such a childish story! An Xiaoqi smiled and felt relieved
Melina's magnetic voice tells stories like a lullaby