When Jiang Ren went to the bathroom to wash it with cold water, Meng Ting stood by the door and waited for him. She always felt something behind her, but she didn't dare to look back.

Jiang Ren knew that she was scared, and he wiped his hands and came out to hold her hand.

"Do you see my previous photos?"

Meng Ting nodded.

Jiang Ren pushed open his room and took out an album in the drawer.

Meng Ting also knew that he had to do something to divert his attention, so he opened it and looked. She was quite curious about what Jiang Ren looked like in the past.

"Did you always have silver hair?"

"What, isn't it handsome?"

The young man in the photo is wearing a military green military uniform and has silver hair but is out of place with other boys wearing hats. He looks lazy and others are standing in a military position. He puts his hands in his pocket, probably has been punished a lot.

She finally laughed and nodded: "Handsome."

Jiang Ren just teased her. Seeing that she was really bright in her eyes and said she was handsome, he sneered: "Little liar, do you think I don't know what I think?"

He started dyeing his hair in the first day of junior high school, and he was so fierce that the girl in the class who had no love in love liked him.

Later, there was finally one person who liked Wen Rui when he met him.

Thinking of this, he closed the album.

He asked lazily: "What do you think Wen Rui looks like?"

Meng Ting certainly remembered Wen Rui's appearance. When she saw him that night, Wen Rui wore a pair of gold wire frame glasses, and looked elegant. To be fair, she looked good.

Meng thought about it and told the truth: "It's okay." But she didn't like him, and she felt disliked when she looked at his appearance.

Jiang Ren narrowed his eyes: "Are he handsome or me?"

She couldn't help laughing, her lips curled up: "Jiang Ren, you won't believe me if I told you."

"Say it."

"You are handsome."

He believed in a ghost. If he was handsome, then why no one would chase him in junior high school? Wen Rui came to his school once and many little girls liked it. They looked like quails when they saw him.

He was irritated and grabbed his hair and stopped worrying about it.

Tell her the important thing: "It's almost eleven o'clock now. Your school is far away. Let's just be here for one night."

Meng Ting had never stayed at the boy's house, but Jiang Ren was her boyfriend. Although she felt embarrassed, she nodded. She watched the ghost movie and didn't dare to walk back at night.

Jiang Ren glanced at her.

I found a shirt in my closet for her: "My previous clothes were washed clean and very long, just put them in."

Then he gave her the new towel toothbrush along with the bag of disposable underwear: "Use this first."

Meng Ting was stunned: "You just bought it?"

"Um."

So he had already done that she couldn't go back to school today, right? Her cheeks turned red, and Jiang Ren chuckled: "Go and take a shower, don't do anything to you, there is a room next door."

Although he is rude, he can often do everything he says.

But Meng heard the shower and remembered the plot of the ghost movie alone. One of the scenes is that the hero saw a female ghost bleeding from seven orifices from the mirror in the bathroom.

"Jiang Nin."

"Um?"

"Are you outside?"

"Here." Jiang Ren took a deep breath, and he was hoarse, "Don't be afraid."

He listened to the sound of water and whispered a little fuck.

Meng Ting held back his fear and quickly finished his bath and hair. Jiang Ren was very tall in junior high school, but it was not as strong as it is now. His white shirt was soft, but it was also white. Meng Ting had to wear his inner clothes, buttoned the back of the button before opening the door.

Jiang Ren leaned against the wall and turned his head to look at her.

day!

The shirt is indeed long, and it can be regarded as the length of her short skirt. The girl is delicate and small, and her cheeks are steamed with hot steam for a while, pink, tender and tender. The key is that she wants breasts and farts, and farts.

The waistline is empty, with slender white legs straight and long.

She has a good proportion and is perfect everywhere.

Meng Ting raised her white little face and said uneasy: "Jiang Ren, I think..."

The first time he didn't listen to her finishing her words, he went into the bathroom silently and slammed the door.

It was a summer night, and it was raining just now. When he didn't say anything, Meng Ting was panicked. She originally wanted to tell him that it seemed that it was raining outside.

She was alone outside and was so panicked.

"Jiang Ren, it's raining."

Boom-

When the thunder sounded, Meng Ting finally couldn't help but approach the bathroom door.

"Jiang Ren." She was afraid of death, "thundered."

Yes, it's thundering.

So he covered up his breath, closed his eyes and said nothing. Ting Meng Ting was afraid of the female ghost to "report the weather".

The girl's voice was awkward crying voice, soft and coquettish.

Jiang Ren knew that she was afraid that she would not leave if there was no one in the room. She had to wait until he went out.

The wind was blowing hard outside, and the wind blew on her legs, which was cold, but Meng Ting didn't dare to close the windows in the living room.

"Will the rain float in?"

Jiang Ren was paying attention to his hands and her dependent voice, and he said perfunctorily: "Yes."

"Jiang Ren, wash it faster, I'm afraid." The curtains were blown by the wind, and Jiang Ren's apartment was not high, so you can vaguely see the shadows of trees outside.

The bathroom is particularly quiet except for the sound of water.

Just thinking about the horror movie, the whole room became quiet.

The strong autumn wind blew the crystal lamps and it took her twenty minutes to wash her hair and take a shower.

But he didn't know how long it took to wash. It was probably more than fifty minutes, and that thing could never come out.

Jiang Ren whispered: "Meng Ting."

She responded subconsciously.

Jiang Ren was gasping hard. After a while, his dark pupils became a little diffused.

Jiang Ren pursed his lips and then washed his hair and took a shower for six minutes.

When he finished washing, he met a pair of nervous and misty eyes.

She was wearing a towel and was trembling with coldness. Meng Ting looked up at him.

Jiang Ren's collarbone was exposed, and he frowned and picked her up: "Why don't you close the window?"

"I just told you that the window was not closed, and I dare not go over." Her pink face just now turned pale, "But you said yes."

“…”

Jiang Ren stuffed people into the quilt in the guest room. Fortunately, it was summer, and although it was raining, the air was just stuffy.

Jiang Ren took the blowing air to blow her hair. She wrapped her air conditioning quilt, her two delicate feet and little heads exposed. Jiang Ren did not look straight and blew her hair.

He blew out for an hour and was afraid that she would get sick.

Meng Ting felt a little more secure, so he told him: "This is the second floor. When it is windy, the shadow of the tree looks so scary. There was once in the movie, the female ghost was on the tree, and the hero turned around and saw her..."

Her hair was soft, and Jiang Ren listened to her casually.

He finished blowing for her first, and then he blew it a little while before he got it done. Then he closed all the windows of the house and unplugged the electrical appliances.

He said, "Sleep, if you are afraid, just sleep with the light on, I'm next door."

Meng Ting nodded.

Jiang Ren lay on the bed and tied up a belt again, tightening his veins. He is now thrusting.

Because after watching the horror movie that time, most of the boys in the military compound had nightmares when they went back.

The thunder rumbling, he looked outside with expressionless expression, and closed the curtains again. He was not upset. He didn't turn off the lights in the whole house.

At about three o'clock in the morning, he heard the knock on the door, and a very low knock. If he hadn't been paying attention, he would have not heard at all.

Jiang Ren got out of bed and opened the door. She looked down at her toes and didn't speak.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Meng Ting nodded: "I'm sorry." She had already tapped her gently, and if he fell asleep, she wouldn't hear it. Unexpectedly, he was still awake.
To be continued...