Wang Jue walked towards Huang Rouchao's room.

In the room, Huang Rouchao and her assistant were still chatting.

"Xiaohong, is that weird guy outside gone?" Huang Rou asked.

Assistant Xiaohong walked to the door and looked at it with her cat's eyes, almost scared to death.

I saw Wang Jue standing at the door.

"Sister Huang, he is still here, and he has walked to our door."

"Call the police." Huang Rouchao said.

Just as I took out my cell phone, suddenly, footsteps came from the toilet.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the lights in the house suddenly went out.

“There is a power outage!”

Xiaohong looked on her face, and someone suddenly knocked her back and fainted.

"mouth……"

Huang Rouchao stood up and wanted to scream, but before he could shout the word "ah" it seemed that someone had blocked his mouth.

The light suddenly turned on, and Huang Rou looked in front of her blankly.

She found that there was a man standing in front of her at some point.

The man was wearing a white dress and had a straight facial features, like a gentleman, holding a folding fan in his hand and smiling: "Girl, are you okay?"

"Who are you……"

"I am your guardian."

"Guardian?"

"Yes, there were evil things that bullied you just now, and I have solved it."

Huang Rouchao was suddenly excited: "There are really ghosts here? Not long ago, my assistant Xiaohong encountered a ghost hitting a wall on the stairs. A staff member encountered a failure in the elevator. Is it really a ghost cause trouble?"

"Of course, this evil thing is going to attack you this time. As your guardian, I appear."

The man smiled gentlely.

As he said that, he placed his hand on Huang Rouchao's shoulders and put his mouth over with excitement.

I was really too excited. He had been raising plans for so long, wasn’t it just for this moment to possess Huang Rouchao?

The elevator malfunctioned because the staff looked down on him. He gave him some color that night and finally scared him to the hospital.

Xiaohong encountered a ghost and hit the wall, so he also wanted to create an opportunity to be alone with Huang Rouchao. Unfortunately, Huang Rouchao went out that night and was not in this room.

Today, there is finally a chance.

The right time, place and people!

"Sir, today, not today." Huang Rouchao lowered her head, and she was indeed moved.

The other party is too handsome and too excellent, and it is difficult for a girl to resist such a handsome person.

But today's day is wrong.

"Miss Huang, what's wrong?"

"The red light is coming."

"Red light?" The man said he didn't know what the hell was.

"It's not good to run a red light." Huang Rou shyly.

"I know running a red light is not good, but..." the man wanted to say, but what does it have to do with running a red light now?

Can you explain it to me?

Could it be... the ghost's eyes have not been completely covered?

Thinking of this, the man's eyes turned cold and he said to a phantom behind Huang Rouchao: "Did you cover her eyes?"

The phantom opened her bloody mouth, her hands covering Huang Rou Teng's eyes, and she nodded slightly to the man.

"Then why did she disagree, what does running a red light mean?"

The phantom shook his head slightly, saying that I didn't know, and I didn't dare to ask.

"waste!"

The man snorted coldly and decided to continue patiently: "Let's go ahead."

"No..." Huang Rouchao responded.

"Hmph, you can't help it."

He has been waiting for this moment, how could he give up halfway?

However, at this time, the door suddenly shook slightly, and the security door in the hotel actually shook open directly.

Of course, Wang Jue came in.

What was different from what Huang Rouchao saw in his eyes was that the man in the room in front of him was not a handsome man in white, but an obese old man holding a sweeper in his hand and wearing a hotel work uniform.

The old man looked over fifty years old, and his name was on his chest: Uncle Qin.

It is estimated that it is the cleaner here.

As for behind Huang Rouchao, there is a low-level little devil.

This ghost should be a phantom ghost, not very strong, and can only use primary ghosts to cover their eyes.

Although ghosts can temporarily cover other people's eyes and make things different by others, they are just eyes, smell, smell, and other senses that cannot be covered.

So this move is useless against some strong people.

"Uncle, you don't even know the red light?" Wang Jue calmly entered the house, closed the door, and swept Xiaohong who fainted from the sweeping floor.

"Who are you?" Uncle Qin frowned.

"A little fan of Miss Huang."

"She was going to call the police just now, and you were outside?"

The reason why he was so anxious was that he heard Huang Rouchao say he wanted to call the police.

When the police arrived, wasn’t he also found out that he was hiding in the toilet?

"Little fan." Mr. Qin slapped Huang Rouchao's shoulder with a blank expression.

Huang Rou fainted in an instant.

In fact, he doesn't like to shoot Huang Rouchao faint, he likes others to take the initiative.

But since a third party has come, there is nothing we can do about it.

"You like Miss Huang, why don't you let you do it first?"

Uncle Qin smiled and gave a wink at the little devil next to him.

The little ghost nodded and floated behind Wang Jue.

They all thought that Wang Jue could not see a ghost, and soon, the little ghost covered Wang Jue's eyes with his hands.

Uncle Qin immediately turned into Huang Rouchao's sexy appearance: "Handsome guy, come here."

He sneered, thinking about what to do next.

This is the scene of this kid's crime. When Huang Rouchao and Xiaohong wake up, the police will bring him to justice.

Wang Jue walked over to Mr. Qin and suddenly said, "I am so old, I should learn square dance and other things, and why do I play with the red light."

After the words finished, Wang Jue slapped him.

"Bang!"

Uncle Qin was dumped.

The little ghost behind him was shocked, and it was useless to cover his eyes.

Not only was it useless, the little ghost found that his mental power was venting wildly.

"No, I'm still a child..."

Before he finished speaking, the little devil disappeared.

Wang Jue burped.

"You...Who are you?" Mr. Qin was shocked: "Are you a game player?"

Wang Juele is happy.

Although anyone can become a gamer, it is indeed rare for those of such an old age.

I'm afraid only games are treated equally. No matter how big or small, rich or poor, they may be gamers.

Wang Jue nodded and admitted: "Do you have a game card?"

"I'll give you a game card, can you let me go?"

"Of course." Wang Jue shrugged.

"Well, I have game cards, it's a love game."

"Love game?" Wang Jue frowned.

"Yes, love games are the most fun. My last game was the love game, called ex-school guide."

"You are so old, can you still play the ex-school guide?"
Chapter completed!