Chapter 270

When the housekeeper left, Ruan began to look at the bedroom carefully again.

Looking left and right, she didn't find anything wrong, but as she passed the wooden shelf, she suddenly saw an old picture, a picture of a woman.

Her eyes moved and she breathed. How to describe the beauty of this woman? She has seen so many people in her previous life and this life, and there are many beauties in the entertainment industry. However, she has never seen such a good-looking person, thin lips, hook people's smile, white face, dark long hair, curved eyebrows, soft face, pure and beautiful, showing an intoxicating style, which is really enough to meet all men's fantasies!

It's too beautiful. Beauty is the devil~

He looks very young. It's hard to set his age for a moment. Ruan stares at it again and shows a thoughtful look. Is it difficult that the person in this picture is the owner of this bedroom? But why did the housekeeper and Lu Fangfei say so strange and gloating that she lived in this bedroom? Where did the people in the picture go?

The room was very quiet, and even the sound of shallow breathing could be heard clearly. Ruan thought again for a while. She seemed to understand or not, but her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Late at night, the breeze is blowing outside, and the windows creak from time to time, just like the sound of opening the coffin in a horror film, so far and near

At that time, the clock slipped quietly past three o'clock. At this time, people were sleeping to the deepest degree, and the girl on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.

She sat up, raised her head and looked at the photos on the shelf. The people there and the women looked at her with gentle eyes, so they looked at her, secluded, secretly, deeply

Still, she looked for a moment, slightly bent the corners of her mouth, smiled and slowly focused.

She picked up her backpack from the head of the bed and took out a candle. The girl looked hot and excited. At that moment, a cluster of fire light gently lit up in the dark. The dragging light lit up her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes gave out light, which was the most brilliant beauty and the most urgent mystery.

The wind blows again ~!

The moonlight shone, and Ruan went out again~

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In the dark night, in the quiet and empty house, the sleeping people are sleeping, the dreamers are dreaming, and people are sleeping. They spend the coming night by closing their eyes and relaxing.

But do you know that things that are too quiet always need someone to break ~?

The girl in white stood in the corridor on the third floor, looked at the dark below, and finally whispered her beautiful voice.

A woman died, a beautiful woman,

Her fingers can't be found everywhere,

There's no way to put it in the grave.

Her head rolled far under the bed,

Her legs and arms,

Littering around the room.

Uh - huh - uh - huh, where is she?

Where is it?

Uh huh -- Uh huh -- Uh huh -- is she right next to your... Pillow?

Is she right next to your... Pillow?

In an instant, the small voice lingered in the lonely corridor. In an instant, the nightmare was surrounded. The headlights in Mrs. Lu's room suddenly lit up. She had a nightmare, "ah --!" When she woke up from her dream, Mrs. Lu was in a cold sweat, her hair stood up, and she called out a name in panic: "Shu, Yue, Ru!"