"Who!" Zhuang Haoran's eyes sterned, he held his sweater tightly, walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window step by step, and forced himself to calmly shout: "I don't believe there are ghosts in this world!!"

A cold and deep voice came...

"If you don't believe there are ghosts in this world, how dare you scare me with ghosts?"

Zhuang Haoran was stunned when he heard this and walked out of the terrace in an instant. He saw Tang Kexin wearing a snow-white long skirt, wearing long hair, squatting on the ground barefoot, holding her belly and smiling so hard that she couldn't speak. He also shouted from time to time: "You fool!"

"…………………” Zhuang Haoran hadn’t come back to his senses, but suddenly took a breath. He was really scared just now. He instantly looked at his own terrace and the terrace next door. It was just a little bit apart. This person... He lowered his head helplessly and looked at her...

"Hahahaha..." Tang Kexin continued to point at Zhuang Haoran and laughed: "I've been in Cambridge for several months. I don't know how many ghost stories I heard in the restaurant every day. I heard my ears numb. Sometimes Niky even lie on the ground with expired tomato sauce and pretends to be a ghost to scare us. Your words are a trick to me. I really think that my sister has never gone far away, hahahaha... Oh, mom, I'm so laughing to death."

After she finished speaking, she was about to hold her stomach, falling to the ground and laughing so hard that she thrust and tears came out.

"………………” Zhuang Haoran still couldn't speak and looked at this dead girl. He was really scared just now. He was so angry that he raised his head and gasped...

"Hahaha, you fool! Even Xiao Mike is not fooled by this trick! Hahaha..." Tang Kexin hugged her stomach again and smiled with her face upwards.

Zhuang Haoran lowered his head, squinted his eyes and said, "You can! You are brave, are you? OK! I will pick you up and throw you outside!!"

Without saying a word, he was about to move forward and show his promise to hug her.

"Ah————" Tang Kexin suddenly ran away from him into the room, and smiled and shouted: "Help!"

Zhuang Haoran stretched out his strong arms without saying a word, hugged her from behind, and said with a smile: "I only know how to call for help now? I was so brave just now!! Throw you down!"

"Let me go, I don't dare anymore! I don't dare anymore!" Tang Kexin ran forward all of a sudden. Who knew that she was forced to be hugged by Zhuang Haoran again. She staggered and rushed towards the bed next to her.

Zhuang Haoran also couldn't stand and fell on the bed with her, instantly pressing her under her body, then calmed down, and looked at her with hot eyes.

Tang Kexin was also lying in the white mattress, looking at him awkwardly with blushing.

The room suddenly became quiet, and the sound of grape leaves "gurgling" came from outside the window.

Zhuang Haoran was naked and showed his sensual and passionate chest muscles. He looked at Tang Kexin with his lower body, and his short hair on his forehead drooped down, passing through his charming eyes.

Tang Kexin's eyes were blurred at this moment, and she couldn't help but think of the time in the swordsman's stance. Seeing his long sword in his hand, her eyes were so charming. She couldn't help but jumped in her heart. She wanted to stretch out her hands to push him away... When her little hand was gently pressed in front of his hard chest, through a burst of ambiguous heat, her little hand shrank gently, and turned her face a little awkwardly, and then muttered, "Okay, I...I...I'm wrong..."

Zhuang Haoran heard this, his eyes flashed, and his face slowly induced a hot breath, and his voice hoarse and spoiled: "Where are you wrong?"

"I shouldn't... pretend to be a ghost to scare you. Let's play." Tang Kexin turned her face away again, feeling Zhuang Haoran pressing her body tightly, and she didn't dare to undulate her chest while she was breathing.

Zhuang Haoran's eyes showed a little gentleness, but his face was softer, as if he was whispering: "Don't play games with men, you will be in danger."

Tang Kexin turned her face slowly as she heard this sentence, and her eyes flashed with a gentle light at a loss.

"Really... I was kissed by a ghost in Cambridge?" Zhuang Haoran seemed to mind a little, and touched her pink lips with his fingers and asked softly.

Tang Kexin's face turned red, her heart pounded, she wanted to bite her lower lip lightly, but accidentally bit his finger, and she immediately let go.

"Say!" Zhuang Haoran ordered!

"It seems like yes..." Tang Kexin was forced to admit: "There is a secret room in our restaurant where a prince once lived there. After his death, he once put down the fragrance that had not dissipated for many years. This fragrance makes people hallucinate. I always feel him coming to my room at night, hugging me and crying. When I kissed me, I also sad with him... so sad..."

Zhuang Haoran narrowed his eyes, raised his head as if he was a little unhappy and looked at her.

Tang Kexin thought he was unhappy, so she blushed a little, swallowed her saliva, and gasped and said: "I don't know if this would happen. Later, Allen told me that this fragrance was strange and could last for a long time..."

"In other words, every time he passes, he will come to your bed and kiss you?" Zhuang Haoran actually doesn't believe there is a ghost in the UK.

Tang Kexin nodded frankly.

Zhuang Haoran's eyes couldn't help but narrowed, looked at her, and said to the point: "Tang Kexin! You are still lonely!"

"What does it mean?" Tang Kexin looked at him strangely, scaring Lin.

"I know the fragrance!" Zhuang Haoran looked at her, his eyes floating sharply.

"What?" Tang Kexin asked in confusion.

"The romantic elements of red wine itself actually come from human thinking, that is, its purpose is to extend our own soul thought. According to legend, there was this fragrance and it was not necessary to induced your soul without the traction of red wine. In other words, when you were in the UK, you longed for love..." Zhuang Haoran said frankly.

"Ah?" Tang Kexin heard what Zhuang Haoran meant and suddenly said a little angrily: "What do you mean? It's obviously the problem of this fragrance. Why do you touch me?"

She pushed him away and ran out of the room nervously alone, about to open the door...

Zhuang Haoran instantly held her arm tightly and suddenly said clearly: "So there is really no me in your world!!"

Tang Kexin turned her head in a little shocked moment and looked at him.

Zhuang Haoran looked at her with a bit of enthusiasm and helplessness, and felt a sense of deflation, which made him feel weak in an instant.

Tang Kexin looked at him, and Shuangshu also felt a little guilty and didn't know what to say.

Zhuang Haoran looked at her quietly for a long time before finally, his hands relaxed...

Tang Kexin's slender arms went down easily, and she turned her face and didn't look at him.

"I thought..." Zhuang Haoran looked at her and said with a wry smile: "I thought... there is always a little... Even if there is no 99% of him, I thought I had at least a little..."

Tang Kexin's eyes were filled with tears and she dared not speak.

Zhuang Haoran nodded, as if he could recover this mood in an instant, and said quietly: "Go out..."

Tang Kexin turned her head and looked at him in a daze.

Zhuang Haoran raised his head and looked at her with a smile, as if he hadn't said anything just now, but just said in a low voice: "Go and take a shower quickly, I'm hungry and want to eat."

Tang Kexin looked at him deeply, knowing that there were some things, he always wanted him to feel them by himself, so he walked out of the room silently, stood at the entrance of the room and hesitated for a while, and finally walked into his room.

Zhuang Haoran looked at her calmly disappearing back, suddenly turned her face, walked into the bathroom quickly, twisted her hair away strongly, letting the hot water spill down. His hands pressed the wall, letting the hot water strip slide across his face, and then fell down his strong shoulders, overflowing the crimson flame. Recalling one morning three years ago, he woke up in the rushing sea, and blood soaked his body. The man saved himself in the vastness of the world, and on the sharp knife, he fell on his shoulders...

I remembered that girl, on a certain day, pointed to the crimson flame in the picture and shouted: "I want it..."

Perhaps it was at that time that she had already started to be different in her heart.

Zhuang Haoran recalled Tang Kexin's tears just now. He punched heavily, smashed the wall, stirred up a splash of water, his eyes restrained vigorously, he quickly raised his face, swept his hands across the wet face, took a breath, rubbed the foam and washed his body, covering the crimson flame...

Not long.

Zhuang Haoran had already taken a shower, changed into a white shirt and black trousers, and while buttoning the shirt, he walked out of the camera beside the bed, relaxed his loose hair and shouted: "Kexin? Are you okay?"

No sound came over there.

Zhuang Haoran then pressed the buttons of his shirt in front of the mirror, and then walked out of the room lightly. He saw that Tang Kexin was already wearing a white lantern-sleeved round-neck shirt, black shorts, white flat-heeled shoes, standing by the door, her hair was a little wet, and her eyes looked at him with scruples. He walked to her as if he ignored her, reached out to her, gently loosened the long shawl hair on her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Why don't you wipe it dry?"

Tang Kexin didn't dare to speak, but just lowered her head slightly, and the bangs on her forehead dripped off a drop of water.

Zhuang Haoran walked into the room, picked up a white bath towel, came to her, wiped her hair lightly, and then said, "I know I'm burdening you, and this feeling is indeed very tormenting."

Tang Kexin kept silent and let his gentle movements rub his wet hair lightly.

"Don't worry, I will deal with this matter, don't think too much." Zhuang Haoran wiped her moist hair from her left ear and then said softly.

Tang Kexin raised her head and looked at him with a little confusion.

Zhuang Haoran's eyes flashed, and while rubbing her wet hair, he said with a smile: "During the period when your relationship is restored, I will go back to the UK first. We will meet again when you are healed, and I will never come back to disturb you... relax... do what you are happy, as long as you are happy..."

"……………” Tang Kexin looked at him in surprise.

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Chapter completed!