The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

Chapter 37

The bathroom door opened, and Ning Xingruan, whose skin was pink and flushed by the steam, came out. He grabbed the towel nervously with both hands, trying to cover the exposed skin.

It's a pity that no matter how small the towel is pulled, it can barely cover the important parts.

Seeing the man sitting by the bed, he bit his lips lightly, embarrassment flashed across his face, he lowered his head and moved his toes.

"Come here." The man's voice was a little low.

Ning Xingruan trembled, as if roots had taken root on his feet, it took him a long time to dawdle to the bedside, and he glanced at him uneasily.

The man pulled his arm, and the warm skin was touched by the cold palm, which made him shiver, and then he was pulled and stuffed into the bed.

Before he could utter a panic, the towel on his body was taken away again and thrown on the chair next to him.Ning Xingruan hurriedly covered the quilt, and saw the man took a towel and covered his head, gently drying his hair.

Ning Xingruan couldn't help but half-closed his eyes as he rubbed his fingers on his head through the towel, and even felt a little drowsy.

After brushing his hair, the man chuckled, pinched his cheek, and when Ning Xingruan looked at him, he glanced at the clothes hanging beside him: "The clothes are here, if you find it troublesome, I'll come out and help you wear them." .”

"No, no need, I can do it myself." Ning Xingruan quickly refused.

Seeing his terrified expression, the man couldn't help but smile, and lowered his head to kiss the corner of his mouth.

Then he undid the belt without hesitation.

In front of Ning Xingruan, he slowly took off his clothes one by one and threw them on the ground.

Ning Xingruan stared at his movements in a daze, but didn't react for a while, and stayed there until he walked to the bathroom, and then buried his face under the quilt with hot cheeks.

This is really, really...

The smooth and muscular back, and the thin and powerful waist kept replaying in his mind like a virus.

He tapped his forehead lightly a few times, but his thoughts were still uncontrollable. He was a little helpless, even his ears were burning.

Taking a few deep breaths, he numbly raised his head and looked at the red dress.

The sound of water was heard again in the bathroom, and through the hazy glass, Ning Xingruan suddenly had a question, this evil...does he also want to take a bath?

Stretching out his arm from under the quilt, he tried his best to hook the robe on the hanger beside the bed, and with a light tug, he pulled the clothes off.Picked out the inner garment from the inside, stuffed it into the quilt to keep warm, then turned around and put on the clothes under the quilt.

Facing that bathroom, he always felt uneasy that the bathroom door would suddenly open.

After the inner garment was put on, he came out of the quilt, put the outer robe on his body, twisted his body and tried to fasten the belt, but he couldn't pull it off no matter what.

He was a little anxious, what are you doing with such complicated clothes?

Getting angrier and angrier, Ning Xingruan simply rolled the belt into a ball and stuffed it into his belt and left it alone, as long as it doesn't fall apart anyway.

The young man came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He glanced at Ning Xingruan who was sitting by the bed, with a smile on his brow, and put on his clothes gracefully before walking in front of Ning Xingruan. Signal him to stand up.

Ning Xingruan put her hands behind her back, trying to cover the belt tucked in her belt, but she was pulled by her hand as soon as she stood up, and the satin belt slipped off.

He immediately pulled up the strap with some embarrassment, and glanced at the man.

The bag in his hand was taken over, the man pulled him to stand up, then bent slightly, put his arms around his waist, first untied the wrinkled belt, gently stretched the clothes behind him, and tied it carefully, Only then began to work on the rest of the tape that he had scrunched up.

Being completely hugged in his arms, surrounded by the coolness, Ning Xingruan didn't dare to move at all, and maintained a half-lifted posture in a helpless manner, just touching the man's waist.

It looks like the two are hugging tightly.

After the clothes straps were adjusted, the man squatted down again, slowly helping him adjust them.

Ning Xingruan lowered her head in a daze, this scene... so familiar.

It seems to be, Qingxuan?

The day before the sacrifice, he and Qingxuan went to the ancestral hall to try on the clothes, and Qingxuan helped him tidy up the clothes in the same way.

Amid the familiar sandalwood scent, Ning Xingruan was in a daze for a moment.

His waist was lightly pinched, and he was taken aback. The doubts in his mind were instantly dispelled, and he took a step back subconsciously.

"Okay, let's go." The man got up and took his hand.

Ning Xingruan frowned slightly, her heart was heavy, she didn't know what was going on, she always had a bad premonition.

The door of the room was pushed open, and he subconsciously looked forward, suddenly frightened.

The entire living room, from the beams to the tables and chairs, and the screen, was all decorated with red silk, and even the floor was covered with a bright red blanket.

Looking around, I saw a corner of the yard slantingly, and there were also red cloths floating on the branches by the wall.

Ning Xingruan's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help struggling with the hand being held, and became more and more nervous.

"Let's go." The man pulled him onto the red carpet.

Walking to the front of the main hall, the whole yard has been decorated, and I feel beaming when I look at it.

However, there was no one in such a festive scene. In the silence, the empty courtyard gave people a sense of eerie and strangeness.

Ning Xingruan couldn't help but think of the horror movies he had seen, all kinds of horrific yin marriage scenes, when he was being dragged to step over the threshold, he didn't move.

The man looked back at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Xingruan held hands, looked away timidly, and his voice trembled slightly: "What, what is this?"

"Nothing." The man replied calmly.

At the beginning, he said that Jie Qi insisted on wearing those two red clothes, and said that the patterns on the clothes would be useful. He believed it. Now that the yard is arranged like this, even a fool can see what it is doing.

Is this coaxing him to be mentally retarded?

Ning Xingruan was a little angry, and stubbornly stood behind the threshold and did not move forward.

The man sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Liu arranged it, maybe there is some misunderstanding."

At this time, Uncle Liu came out of the wing room with a bunch of red silk in his hands. Seeing the two of them standing at the door, he walked over with a smile and said, "Sir, according to your instructions, the wing room has also been decorated. Xiao Ning, do you think this is okay?" ?”

With a cold glance, Uncle Liu trembled in fright, and the cloth he was holding slipped to the ground and piled up in a pile.

"This, this won't work, I'll change it right away." He said with a trembling voice.

Then I saw my master waved his hands coldly, telling him to leave quickly.

Looking at Uncle Liu's gloomy back, Ning Xingruan was silent, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.

"To us, getting a contract probably has the same meaning as your so-called marriage." The man held his other hand in his palm and said softly, "Let's go, the time is coming."

After hearing this, Ning Xingruan became more and more suspicious of what kind of contract the so-called contract was made, and he mustered up the courage to ask, "You, are you lying to me again?"

The man stroked his hand lightly, his eyes were deep: "You will understand after reading the contract yourself."

Being held by both hands, Ning Xingruan had no choice but to step out of the room.

All the way out of the courtyard along the red carpet, he was pulled towards the back.

It was the meadow where the two of them watched the sunset that day.

The sky is gloomy, and the red hanging on the cliffs and branches makes the grass a little brighter.

He looked here, a little distracted in a trance.

That day he seriously considered the relationship between them.

I don't know how it became like this.

Falling into a deep loss, he didn't know whether it was fear or other emotions, he felt as if he couldn't breathe.

Walking to the cliff, where the so-called dead vine was, it turned into a narrow arch.

Through the arch, he saw the ancestral hall that had appeared more than once in his dreams.

The black ancestral hall quietly sits in the open space, oppressive, gloomy, and the oppressive feeling that hits the face makes Ning Xingruan involuntarily lean towards the people around him.

His shoulders were embraced, and he heard the man stick to his ear and say: "Hey, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Then he was led to the door of the ancestral hall.

what will be inside...

Ning Xingruan's heart tightened, was it the chair covered with talisman paper?

He remembered that in his dream, he had seen a man trapped in a chair with blood flowing all over the ground, so did he die in this ancestral hall, trapped by those talisman papers, and became a ground-bound spirit?

The door of the ancestral hall opened automatically, revealing the furnishings inside.

There is only one altar and nothing else.

Ning Xingruan breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, he didn't want that dream to be real.

Walking in, he saw a yellow no on the table, with dense red cinnabar characters on it.Being led to the table, the man let go of his hand, took the cinnabar box next to him, opened it and placed it in front of the two of them.

He couldn't understand the characters, so Ning Xingruan stumbled and read it through guessing the characters, but he understood a small part of them.

The surnames of the two people who submitted the letter, their birth dates, and a lot of awkward old sayings. Although he is a science student, he has studied classical Chinese in middle school for a few years, and he still understands the meaning of the old sayings.

This is a marriage letter.

The contract is a marriage contract, so he was lying to himself just now.

So this evil thing wants to marry him?

The hands clenched unconsciously, and the fear of death disappeared, followed by another kind of panic.

He, he was bound to a ghost in this life?

what is this.

Ning Xingruan backed away slowly as her fingertips felt numb, but was wrapped around her waist by a strong arm.

"You see, how could I harm you." The man held his hand with a gentle voice.

But Ning Xingruan felt chills all over his body. He thought the contract was not like this. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to be bound to this evil thing for the rest of his life. He thought about spending his whole life with Mr. Yu, but it wasn't like this.

"I like you, and you treat me the same way. Since this is the case, why bother about other things."

Ning Xingruan was terrified but couldn't help retorting in his heart, one person and one ghost, is it "other" that doesn't matter?

The man played with his fingers and sighed slightly: "Do you think I'm not worthy?"

"After the bond is formed, there is only loyalty between us. I will always protect you and will not do anything to hurt you. Isn't that worthy?"

His tone was low, with self-mockery and sorrow in his words, even though he was still in fear, Ning Xingruan couldn't help but looked up at him.

The man's handsome face was full of sadness, those beautiful eyes looked at him, the tenderness in the eyes almost made him want to avoid subconsciously.

...It must be acting to deceive him again.

Ning Xingruan frowned, bit her lip and thought in panic, this is not the first time.

He lied to himself the same way last time.

"I just want you to be safe and sound. It's just that if you leave here, you will be powerless after all. This is the only way." The man hugged him tightly, "It won't affect you in any way after the contract is signed. You still go to school. Go to work, do whatever you want, and no man or evil can harm you."

"Isn't it good that you are still free and not bound by anything?"

"Why? Then, what about you?" Ning Xingruan was a little shaken, but he didn't believe it was really as good as he said.

The man chuckled and said, "Me? I got you, that's enough."

Ning Xingruan still didn't believe it, he felt that the man's desire to form a bond with him probably had something to do with his fate.

It's just that he really doesn't understand these things, and he has no way of knowing what the consequences will be.

"I really like you." The hoarse voice sighed, kissing his ear lightly, "Look at me."

The man pinched his chin, Ning Xingruan was forced to look at him.

"who am I?"

Ning Xingruan was silent.

How does he know, Mr. Yu?Yu Su?

He didn't know anything about the man's background, so how could he possibly be able to answer it.

Who was he before he was alive, was he good or bad, why did he die here, did he make any mistakes or was he framed?

Ning Xingruan felt empty in his heart, he really didn't know anything.

"The past is not important, you just need to know that from now on I will be Mr. Yu who signed a marriage contract with you." The man held his face in his hands, "The only thing I have to do with this world is this contract, and you are my existence." The only reason in the world."

Ning Xingruan stared blankly at those eyes, he felt that he might be bewitched by this evil thing again.

He doesn't have a long memory, but he can't seem to control it.

Heart beating uncontrollably.

He was terrified, and the deep fear made him tremble a little.

However, fear can't stop the inexplicable emotions gushing out of my heart.

Ning Xingruan was controlled by this emotion, he pressed his fingerprint on the marriage contract.

The sky was spinning, something collapsed, and then he was hugged tightly in his arms.