Hubby, Please Spare Me

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His modest and jade-like smile, coupled with the current environment, makes people feel weird and creepy.

Shui Miaomiao's hairs were all erected.

"Shui Miaomiao, have you killed anyone?" Xing Zun asked again.

Shui Miaomiao opened her eyes and looked at her preparatively, clenching her fist subconsciously, her eyes flashing.

Xing Zunyang smiled, "I heard that this place is the intersection of Yin and Yang, and the dead will appear here, especially the soul of injustice..."

"Don't say it." Shui Miaomiao shouted, holding his arms with both hands. "Why are you so annoying."

"Click, click, click." There was a strange voice behind him.

"Ah." Shui Miaomiao screamed, closed his eyes, trembling, and blurted out: "Yan Cheng, I didn't mean it, Yan Cheng."

Xing Zun looked at Shui Miaomiao suspiciously and asked in surprise: "Who is Yancheng?"

Shui Miaomiao heard Xing Zun's joking voice, opened her eyes, turned back, and looked at it with the sound source.

It is an old-fashioned big clock. Normally, at twelve o'clock, there will be a crisp tinkling sound, twelve times.

However, the time of this big clock is too long, and it can't make a clear sound, just click. Click. Click, twelve times.

Shui Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief, realizing the gaffe just now, a little annoyed.

"Shui Miaomiao, you wouldn't really kill anyone." Xing Zun looked at Shui Miaomiao and raised the corner of Xie Cheng's mouth. "That was really an amazing discovery."

"So, you be careful that I kill people and kill my mouth." Shui Miaomiao said jokingly, turned around, and glanced again at nothing.

Xing Zun reached out to her, squinted his palm, and said to Shui Miaomiao: "The man is masculine and the ghosts are afraid to come close, holding my hand."

Shui Miaomiao opened Xing Zun's hand, "People are more terrible than ghosts, what do you want to do, hurry up."

Xing Zun shrugged his shoulders, gave Shui Miaomiao a meaningful look, then squinted toward the room, "I'll take a few things and leave."

He pushed open the room and turned on the light inside.

Shui Miaomiao walked carefully.

There was still a white piece inside. Xing Zun opened a white cloth, the dust was flying all over, he covered his nose, Shui Miaomiao exited the room, leaning against the wall.

Xing Zun looked at the door and ordered: "Come in."

Shui Miaomiao stood still.

"Believe it or not, I kept you here for seven days and nights, and no one has found it." Xing Zun warned.

Shui Miaomiao walked into the room in disgrace.

She swears that when the filming is over, she will be far away from Xing Zun and will never communicate with each other.

"Open the drawer." Xing Zun ordered.

"Do you have no hands?" Shui Miaomiao said reluctantly.

"I don't want to see what's inside, let you do it, or call you to do it, mad at me?" Xing Zun raised his brow annoyedly.

Shui Miaomiao sighed.

She really did the wrong thing and promised to come with him, and she knew that there was nothing good.

She opened the drawer.

"There is a photo album inside." Xing Zun ordered.

Shui Miaomiao took out the album from inside.

"Take out all the photos in the album and tear them off one by one." Xing Zun said again.

"If you don’t want to see these photos and want to destroy them, tearing them one by one takes too much time and energy. Maybe after reading it, it will cause bad memories. It’s better to burn the album directly. If you lose it, you can see it for nothing." Shui Miaomiao suggested.

"You have a lot of nonsense, let you tear it." Xing Zun ordered.

Well, with neuropathy theory, I don't know, it is not clear which is neuropathy.