Nightmare Attack

Chapter 384 Attention

Chapter 384 Attention

The banknotes in his hand disappeared like the wind, so fast that the fat man didn't even realize it.

"I dropped it when I was shopping for vegetables in the morning." The woman's voice sounded very reassuring, "But I still have to thank you."

The door was slowly opened, and after the woman looked at a few people, her eyes suddenly paused on Jiao Tailang, and after a while, she moved away: "If you have nothing to do, come in and have a seat."

"Thank you, Sister Qing." Jiang Cheng walked in without looking outside.

Fatty followed Jiang Cheng, and Jiao Tailang walked at the rear.

The three of them sat down in a row on the sofa, acting as well-behaved as children visiting their elders' house.

Weng Qing turned and went to the kitchen. When she came back, she had a few more cups and a delicate teapot in her hand.

The room was hung with thick curtains, and only a small lamp was dimly lit, emitting a half-dead light, and the whole atmosphere was very strange.

But Wei Wei surprised Jiao Tailang that Weng Qing was not as old and weird as Jiang Cheng described before, and her dress was not outdated even now.

The loose wine-red pajamas could not conceal her proud figure, her long hair was spread like ink behind her, and her pale face was painted with light makeup.

A pair of bewitching red eyes gave people a shocking morbid beauty.

The woman in front of him gave Jiao Tailang a completely different feeling.

Jiang Cheng stared at the woman unabashedly, the fat man was timid, either kept his head down, or only dared to look around.

Bending slightly, he filled the teacups in front of several people. After getting up, Weng rationalized his slightly messy sideburns, and his seductive eyes rested on Jiao Tailang, "This is..."

"I'm Jiao Tailang." Jiao Tailang nodded unnaturally, introduced himself, and looked away after a while.

Looking into the woman's eyes, his heart beat violently.

"Sister Qing." Jiang Cheng asked obediently, "Are you alone at home?"

"Yeah." Weng Qing stopped staring at Jiao Tailang, looked at Jiang Cheng and replied, "I live alone, and I have two dogs to accompany me."

She stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at the bedroom door, "They don't like guests at home very much, so I locked them in the bedroom."

Weng Qing's voice seemed to be able to control some kind of strange power, it was very pleasant to hear, with a feeling of ecstasy, and Jiao Tailang subconsciously clenched his hands.

As if in reply to the woman's voice, there was a scratching sound from the bedroom, and just behind the door, the threatening sound of the dog's low throat could be heard vaguely.

What Weng Qing said can basically match the introduction of the old landlord. It seems that their guess at the beginning was wrong. It is not the ghost hand in the bedroom, but two dogs.

"Haven't you moved away yet?" The woman picked up the cup and took a sip.

The moment the woman put down the teacup, Jiang Cheng's pupils trembled, and he saw that the woman's lips were stained with scarlet.

What's in the teacup isn't tea, it looks like blood.

Looking at the woman, Jiang Cheng resisted the emotion in his heart, and smiled innocently at her, "Sister Qing." Jiang Cheng pursed his lips: "I was planning to move out, but I don't worry about you."

"I think an attractive woman like you lives here alone, what should you do if the bad guys miss you?" Jiang Cheng clenched his fists and said worriedly.

The fat man quickly picked up his teacup, ready to take a sip of tea to suppress his shock.

But as soon as he picked up the cup, he realized that this is a haunted house, and the woman in front of him is a ghost, so this tea.

Fortunately, Weng Qing's attention was on Jiang Cheng, she smiled, and her blood-colored lips outlined a heart-pounding smile.

"Worse than you?" She narrowed her eyes and breathed out.

The fat man couldn't hold back, and drained the teacup in one gulp.

Jiao Tailang shuddered, and then quickly drank tea to suppress his shock.

The taste of the tea is stronger than expected, I don't know what is added in it.

Jiang Cheng pretended to be very frightened, like a big boy who had never experienced anything in the world, Weng Qing didn't continue, and his eyes turned to Jiao Tailang's position.

Jiao Tailang, who was peeking down, immediately looked away, pretending not to know.

"You don't live here, do you?" Weng Qing's voice swayed like water, and the ripples in the lingering rhyme alone made Jiao Tailang unable to bear it.

He hasn't had a girlfriend yet, and although there are quite a few girls chasing him at school, he has never met such a blatant look, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.

"I don't live here." Jiao Tailang replied with trepidation.

Weng Qing's beautiful lips curled up slightly, as if she was more interested in him than in Jiangcheng. After adding another cup of tea to him, she smiled and said, "You seem very nervous."

"No." Jiao Tailang frantically searched for suitable words in his mind, and said with a flick of his mouth, "I just didn't expect my sister to be so young."

"Why, they." Weng Qing glanced at Jiang Cheng and Fatty, then looked at Jiao Tailang, and asked with a smile: "They say I'm old?"

An arm rested on his shoulder, and his slender but non-warm fingers slowly slid across his neck, and Weng Qing came to him in an instant.

The cold feeling lingered on his neck, like a poisonous snake.

Just as Jiang Cheng was thinking about how to help Jiao Tailang out of the siege, Jiao Tailang suddenly raised his head, and the fingers covering his neck were suddenly wrapped in warmth, and Weng Qing couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Fingertips wandered on the back of Weng Qing's hand, slightly itchy, "Am I calling my sister's attention?" Jiao Tailang put his hand on Weng Qing's hand, and all that was reflected in a pair of innocent eyes The shadow of Weng Qing.

Jiang Cheng's expression immediately changed.

Gradually, the coldness in Weng Qing's eyes melted away, and some other meaning appeared on the condescending face.

Jiang Cheng took the time to look at the time and realized that 18 minutes had passed.

bad

If it was later, the teammates outside would probably act irrationally, even though Jiang Cheng didn't trust them very much.

But if you leave now, you will miss the opportunity in vain. Time waits for no one. If you don't understand the 808 matter for a day, it's like a sword hanging above your head.

Weng Qing seemed to have noticed Jiang Cheng's movements, and tilted his head and asked, "Are you still busy?"

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips.

But a second later, Jiao Tailang said slowly, "Go and do your work first." He glanced at Jiang Cheng, as if he was worried that the latter would ruin his next good thing.

Taking advantage of Weng Qing's turning around, Jiao Tailang nodded to Jiang Cheng.

It can be seen that he is still quite nervous, but he seems to have gained some confidence.

But whether they can get what they want depends on whether Weng Qing is willing to let them go.

"It's really impolite to leave when you just come here. Can you allow me to stay and talk with my sister?" He looked at Sister Qing, both in tone and in his eyes.

"crunch-"

The closed door opened a crack.

(End of this chapter)