frightfiction Chapter 238 I like Cheng Ai
Chapter 238 I like Cheng Ai
Zhong Zheyi's lips twitched. This drunken tantrum was just too embarrassing.
Ye Jingke pursed his lips, picked up Cheng Ai around the waist, and strode back to Grandpa Zhang's house.
The butterfly remained hovering in place and did not follow.
The photographers were all asleep, snoring loudly.
Seeing Ye Jingke carry Cheng Ai into the room and not come out again, the guests standing in the courtyard were at a loss.
Zhong Zheyi decided to go back to his mission family to rest first, but Xie Qing hurriedly stopped him and told him what had happened at Grandpa Li's house.
Hearing this, he smiled and said that with the talisman, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Xie Qing, still unwilling to give up, brought up the eerie crying sound again. Zhong Zheyi suggested it might be a little girl attached to the lantern, reassuring her.
After saying that, he left first without lingering.
Helpless, Xie Qing chose to sleep in the kitchen.
This location is close to Cheng Ai, making it easy to call for help in case of danger.
Liao Yunqing went into the kitchen and dutifully began cleaning the dishes.
After helping him, Nan Chuan said goodbye and pulled Qin Meilian, who was still in a daze, away.
Lantern Village returned to peace, and Zhong Zheyi and Nanchuan slept relatively soundly, while Xie Qing and Qin Meilian gradually fell asleep amidst their tense and fearful torment.
Liao Yunyan leaned against the corner of the wall, waiting for her older brother to return, but before he could come, she fell into a deep sleep.
Liao Yunqing was still awake, staring intently at the door not far away, his eyes dark and unreadable.
Are Jingke and Xiao Ai still inside? What are they doing? Damn, I really want to go in and see!
Suddenly, a swarm of colorful butterflies flew into the yard and into the house.
Realizing that the butterflies only appeared after the little girls disappeared, Liao Yunqing immediately got up and ran to knock on the door in shock, "Jingke, do you need help?"
Inside the room, Cheng Ai was sleeping sprawled out, while Ye Jingke was helping her untangle her hair and wiping the bloodstains from her forehead with a wet wipe.
The butterfly fluttered its wings and hovered above the two people's heads, as if searching for something.
Knowing full well what was going on, Ye Jingke quickly placed the jade hairpin that Cheng Ai was holding in the open.
In an instant, butterflies flocked to it and disappeared.
The jade hairpin was full of spiritual energy, and a blue tassel with a butterfly jade gradually formed.
Hearing the commotion outside the door, Ye Jingke's gaze turned cold. "It's alright."
Cheng Ai's secret must never be discovered by those with ulterior motives, or she may face certain death.
Liao Yunqing, a smart person knows when to advance and retreat. You'd better not barge in out of curiosity, or I can't guarantee I won't take action against you!
Liao Yunqing was not an impolite person. Ye Jingke's voice was loud and clear, and he was not anxious, which clearly meant that nothing was wrong.
He returned to the kitchen listlessly and sat in a chair, lost in thought.
Preconceived notions are suffocating. If I could do it all over again, I would never listen to my sister's side of the story!
It was late at night. Ye Jingke placed the jade hairpin under Cheng Ai's pillow and held her as they fell asleep.
The next day, the sky was overcast, and large patches of dark clouds covered Lantern Village, giving people a sense of oppression.
Cheng Ai opened her blurry eyes, her delicate brows furrowing in discomfort. "My head hurts so much, Ye Ye, what time is it?"
"Nine o'clock." The man's voice was gentle and refined, but it wasn't Ye Jingke's.
Cheng Ai cautiously sat up, and seeing that it was Liao Yunqing, she felt slightly relieved. "Why is it you? Where's Ye Ye?"
Liao Yunqing did not answer, but returned with a basin of warm water, indicating that she should wash up before leaving the room in a gentlemanly manner.
Cheng Ai pouted, feeling dizzy and disoriented, and took out clothes from her suitcase to change into before rushing to the plastic basin to wash up.
About half an hour later, she opened the door.
Liao Yunqing smiled gently, her tone disappointed, "We're friends, after all. How come you can't even recognize my voice?"
As soon as it was light, Ye Jingke went to Grandpa Li's house to find Zhong Zheyi to sort out the case in Lantern Village.
Don't ask Liao Yunqing how she found out, because all the details were posted in the group chat, making it hard to ignore.
Xie Qing ran off with Ye Jingke early on, and the photographer naturally followed closely behind, carrying his equipment.
Their task is to record the most authentic side of the guests. There are only two days left. Hang in there and we can get through it.
Liao Yunqing didn't sleep all night. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was at Grandpa Zhang's house, he secretly sneaked into the room that was originally his.
He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, gazing at Cheng Ai's sweet sleeping face, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
At that moment, Liao Yunqing nervously covered his mouth, and it was from that moment that he finally understood his own heart.
He likes Cheng Ai, the extent of which is unclear, but it's at least more than Ye Jingke's feelings.
But that won't work. What matters is the girl's attitude. Although it's unlikely that you'll win her over, it's never a bad thing to give it a try.
Although the sky was dark, the temperature was not low; if you didn't know the season, you could easily mistake it for summer.
Cheng Ai wore a blue floral print halter dress with a dark blue sheer top, looking pure and elegant, like a lotus bud about to bloom.
She glanced at Liao Yunqing, tossed her messy, water-drenched long hair, and her mind was filled with doubt.
What's wrong with this man? I don't know him well, and we even dislike each other. How can we be friends?
Cheng Ai didn't answer, and Liao Yunqing wasn't angry.
He walked into the room, picked up a towel, and smiled gently and harmlessly, "Jingke is discussing Chen Gu's matter with Qin Meilian and the others. We're partners, so I'll help you with your styling."
Cheng Ai blinked, found her phone, and scanned the group chat.
I only began to believe it after seeing the messages scrolling continuously.
She casually sat down on the bedding, pulled a bag of potato chips from her crossbody bag, and started crunching away.
Liao Yun knelt on one knee behind the other person, first using a towel to dry the long hair until it was half dry, and then carefully combing it with a wooden comb.
He owns a beauty salon and is very skillful; he completed a French princess braid in just a few minutes.
When Ye Jingke returned, he saw Liao Yunqing putting a blue ribbon butterfly hair clip on Cheng Ai.
His breath hitched, his expression cold. "What are you doing?"
Liao Yunqing paused for a moment, then resumed adjusting her hair clips.
Cheng Ai's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't wait to throw herself into Ye Jingke's arms and act coquettishly, "Ye Ye, you're back! He's fixing my hair. How is it? Pretty, isn't it?"
She had just finished putting on the hair clip when she stood up quickly. Ye Jingke wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a passionate kiss.
Liao Yunqing felt jealous and decided to leave.
Ye Jingke kissed Cheng Ai forcefully and passionately until her lips were swollen before finally stopping.
At 10:00 AM sharp, the eight guests gathered in front of the village chief's wooden house, looking around nervously.
Ye Jingke and Fang Yanmu discussed it this morning and decided that the program would be recorded as scheduled, and Chen Gu's matter would be dealt with on Friday.
The five survivors that Cheng Ai brought to the police station last night have regained consciousness and recounted their experiences.
A young man was weeping bitterly. He and his girlfriend were wandering around Lantern Village when, in the blink of an eye, he lost consciousness.
A middle-aged man was taking pictures of his wife and daughter at the village entrance when he fainted after pressing the shutter.
The remaining three boys were close friends; they weren't deeply affected and simply took a nap.