Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

Quite the opposite.

Mu You's cruelty is even more memorable.

So people ignore that she is still a child who is not yet full.

And now...

The murderous and brutal Mu You is like a docile cat.

A timid look begging for mercy from the master.

Mu You never thought that she would show this expression.

Even acting.

She also thought she would hate herself.

But the strange thing is...

When she found out that the person she was facing was Chen Feng...

She actually accepted this acting setting.

"Is this what a little girl feels like?"

"You can be coquettish, you can beg."

"Don't tell yourself all the time, you must be strong, otherwise, you will be killed one day."

"It's different now, as long as I stay with my master, no one can hurt me."

"Not even the God of Skull!"

For Mu You, this is an unprecedented sense of security.

She gave herself completely.

Released the suppressed nature in the bottom of my heart.

Even if only for a second.

It also made her sink.

Chen Feng reached out and patted Mu You on the head:

"So be good."

"Remember everything I told you yesterday."

"Don't touch that potted flower, don't tell others that you are a stowaway."

"Okay, let's eat and sleep well."

"After tidying up all night, you must be tired."

The two sat on the table.

Mu You looked a little embarrassed.

Opening the packaged tofu nao, Chen Feng raised his head and asked:

"By the way, I don't know your name yet."

Mu You raised her head, because she was too nervous, there were still a few drops of marinade sticking to the corner of her mouth.

"My name is Muyou, the envious Mu, the dark You."

"Ah."

"A nice name."

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng lowered his head and ate breakfast.

After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, under Chen Feng's order, Mu You lay down on the camp bed.

Tired day.

Although there are still ravings resounding in the ear.

But Mu You still couldn't help being sleepy, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

She no longer has to worry about being attacked while sleeping, but is always on guard.

Here is the temple.

It is the place where God lives.

No one can hurt her.

"Just sleep for a while..."

"When you wake up, choose a new sacrifice for the master."

"Just for a while, just sleep for a while."

Mu You, who joined the Skull Church and learned skinning skills.

For the first time, without reservation, I fell asleep. .

Chapter 32 Letting go is also a way of love!

Lingzhou.

Business East Street.

A residential building.

"Husband, are you back already?"

"Why don't you call me?"

"Mom asked us to go to their house for dinner."

"Why don't you speak, Dong Zhipeng, what are you doing?"

The door opened.

A 26-year-old woman walked in.

After seeing the men's leather shoes at the door, he asked a series of questions.

But on weekdays.

The husband, who has always been gentle and responsive, seems to have fallen into deafness and has no reaction at all.

But the house was brightly lit.

The woman walked towards the restaurant strangely.

But when she looked up, she was instantly taken aback.

But the table was full of food.

Prawns, steamed fish, elbows, ribs.

In an era when food was not rich, this table of food could be called a luxury.

Next to the food, there were two glasses of red wine.

My husband, that man who is not good at words, is having a casual conversation right now.

In front of the other party, there was a woman with long hair reaching her waist.

Seeing this scene, the wife instantly felt betrayed.

Big strings of teardrops trickled down his cheeks.

My husband cheated on me?

Not only did he arrange the date at home, but he even smiled flatteringly, as if he didn't find himself at all.

After being wronged, there was indescribable anger.

The wife walked towards the restaurant angrily, and was about to curse and destroy other women's families, but found that...

The person sitting in front of her husband was not alone at all.

But a strange puppet!

The doll was made into the form of a woman.

But there is no beauty at all.

The eyes are not equal, and the corners of the mouth are slightly down. I don't know if I am crying or laughing.

The most frightening thing is that the other party's mouth is still smeared with lipstick.

Don't know what color it is.

I always know that scarlet makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

My husband didn't cheat!

The wife seemed to think of something.

A few days ago, she was still complaining that her husband didn't understand romance, and the two of them just lived a daily life without any ups and downs at all.

And now...

My husband set a table of dishes.

There was a puppet in front of him, obviously to give himself a surprise.

Great joy for the wife to ignore the ugliness of the doll.

Immediately, he wrapped his hands around the man's neck, kissed his face, and said:

"It's really annoying. I thought you had someone outside."

"I've known you for so long, and this is the first time you've surprised me."

"Okay, forgive me for scaring me just now, let's have a good meal today."

I originally thought that my husband would take advantage of the opportunity to say that he was pleasantly surprised.

The weird thing is...

The man's attention was still attracted by the puppet in front of him.

Still chattering away.

Sometimes he laughed, sometimes he stopped to listen, as if the puppet was really communicating with him.

A strange atmosphere permeated the room.

The wife finally felt a tinge of fear.

She let go of her hand and kept shaking the man:

"Dong Zhipeng, wake up!"

"Are you stunned? I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me!"

"Who are you talking to? Don't scare me!"

But no matter how his wife shakes, the man remains indifferent.

The wife found the source and pointed to the doll in front of her:

"Why did such an ugly doll appear in our home?"

"say something!"

"Tell me!"

And just after the woman questioned this sentence, the man suddenly shut his mouth.

Then slowly, like a machine, he moved his head to Jiefa's wife's face.

His eyes were cold and full of resentment.

There is no usual tenderness, but an unprecedented cold gaze.

"You are not my husband!"

Seeing the man's gaze, the wife gasped.

She knew that all of this had something to do with the puppet in front of her, so she instinctively looked towards the puppet.