(BL)(MTL)Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

Chapter 17

Chapter 17 (1)

    Jiang Yuhan frowned, not sure if he was wrong.

    The red that suddenly appeared beside Jing Cen disappeared in a flash, and soon disappeared.

    In the darkness of the night, the side was empty, and Jing Cen was the only one who was separated by a seat.

    Jiang Yuhan tightened his hand slightly.

    Ji Hui didn't know that his hands were exposed for a moment, and after retracting the paper, he looked at Jing Cen.

    Now that the story has progressed to the point where the Qiao mansion has no queen, and after the sudden death, everyone in the Qiao mansion wants to let the bride and the master's corpse marry, and use folk earthwork to give birth to a child.

    Only the last few sentences remain.

    Ji Hui raised his eyebrows: "After finding the warlock and making arrangements, the bride is really pregnant, but no one thought that after the bride was pregnant, she gave birth to a ghost child." The

    word ghost caused Jing Cen to shudder.

    By the end of the round, the story line has basically been perfected.

    Not only Jing Cen, but even Director Zhou felt that the gloomy feeling of staring at them gradually disappeared.

    The injuries on the people who were bleeding just now stopped, and they turned around a little shocked, and then raised their heads in a happy tone.

    "This is... the end?"

    Everyone was in disbelief.

    Ji Hui looked at the sky, stood up, and clapped his hands.

    "Today should be over."

    Others couldn't hear Ling's voice behind him. Jing Cen followed the words in his ear and looked over, and as expected, it was getting dark.

    I was suddenly asked to play a game just now, but no one responded. Only then did I realize that it was completely dark outside, and it looked like it was already night.

    "It's been so long."

    Director Zhou forced a smile.

    Netizens who watched the live broadcast of the haunted house renovation on the barrage found that they didn't know what was going on, and the camera suddenly disappeared.

    The photographers didn't know if it was because of their shaking hands or what was going on. They didn't see the front of the guests for more than an hour. They only saw the backs of a group of people sitting under a tree through the camera, as if they were playing some kind of game.

    The audience breathed a sigh of relief as the theme lines supplemented by the guests in the video appeared in front of the screen.

    "This underworld atmosphere, the camera crew took care of it."

    "This is too infiltrating." The audience shook their heads.

    "Not to mention that they are perfecting the theme, I thought they were... that one."

    Because of the issue of live broadcast harmony, I didn't dare to say it clearly in the barrage, but I was still horrified by the weird events all day long.

    Director Zhou received instructions at this time, and turned his head to reluctantly lift his spirits.

    "Thank you for your attention. Today's recording has ended here. The weather is not good, so we went back to rest."