My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 89: Have you touched enough?

Chapter 89: Have you touched enough?

"Third Young Master, Young Miss is very energetic right now."

The Aunt Lan helplessly spread her hands. If the child doesn't want to sleep, what can you do with her?

Mu Chen remained silent.

Usually, this child wouldn't stick to him at all. She wasn't close to him, but tonight, she stuck to him ...

Other than waking up in the middle of the night the last time, this was the second time she woke up in the middle of the night to cry for her mother. Furthermore, Zhang Xiao couldn't find her tonight, she seemed to have gone missing. Was she too young to tell, to wail her fears and fears?

Eh?

How did he guess this?

When he arrived at the intersection that Mu Chen had mentioned, he stopped his car and waited for Liu Qing's arrival.

While waiting for Liu Qing to arrive, the tired Mu Ya started to yawn. Seeing that, Aunt Lan hurriedly hugged her and comforted her softly.

"Third Young Master, Young Miss is asleep."

Aunt Lan reported in a low voice.

Mu Chen heaved a sigh of relief, but in his heart, he was sure that Zhang Xiao was in the cemetery.

"Help her apply some medicine." Taking the chance that her daughter was asleep, Mu Chen reminded Aunt Lan to wipe some medicine for Mu Ya first.

Aunt Lan acknowledged.

It was at this time that Liu Qing arrived. After Aunt Lan helped Mu Ya clean the medicine, he carefully sat on Liu Qing's carriage with her. Under Mu Chen's gaze, they headed back to the Mu Family Mansion, while Mu Chen continued to head for the cemetery.

Grave garden.

Just as the Aunt Lan had said, a place like the cemetery would always be gloomy during the day. Even if the sun hung high in the sky and stayed here, one would not be able to feel the sunlight and could only feel its gloomy aura.

After all, the cemetery was a Yin Residence. A Yin Residence was built in a place filled with Yin energy.

Other than the rows of tombstones, there were the evergreen pine and cypress trees that flourished, creating the eerie atmosphere of the cemetery.

Deep in the night, the cemetery was even quieter. Occasionally, there would be the chirping of unknown birds, which made people's hair stand on end. Even the gatekeeper of the cemetery didn't dare to walk in the cemetery alone, let alone sit in front of the grave for several hours at a time.

Zhang Xiao dared.

She was sitting alone in her grandparents cemetery.

His grandparents were buried together, and there was a picture of two people on the tombstone. The sky was dark and dark, and it was difficult to see the pictures on the tombstones, but she felt that her grandparents were right in front of her. She didn't need to use her eyes to see them, she only needed to use her heart to feel them.

After she left the hospital on her bicycle, with no destination in mind, she kept on riding. Unknowingly, she arrived at the cemetery. This was a place that she liked to come to whenever she felt wronged. Every year, she would bring a few offerings to pay respects to her grandparents.

His mother had no remains, so there was no tomb. Thus, her grandparents were her most beloved relatives. When she came to see her grandparents and to talk to them, her mood would improve, and she would become even stronger. She would face the hardships of life.

When facing her grandparents' grave, Zhang Xiao poured out all the grievances she had suffered. After recounting all the grievances, she sat in front of her grandparents' grave with her hands on her knees, and went to sleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, she felt a dangerous aura around her. She was tightly gripped by that aura, and her entire body was surrounded, almost unable to breathe.

That dangerous atmosphere began to crouch down, as if it was standing on equal ground with her.

In the darkness, she saw a black shadow in front of her. That black shadow seemed to be a person, with a head, face, eyes, mouth, and a nose ...

Is he a human or a ghost?

Zhang Xiao reached out her hand to touch the other person, and the person thought that she would scream in fear. Unexpectedly, she reached out her hand to touch his face, and when that soft jade hand touched his face, he froze and stared at her in shock.

The skin beneath his palm was soft, not stiff like a dead man's, but warm, warm, and not cold like a dead man's.

It was a person.

This person's round porch was quite stylish, he must be very handsome.

Her jade-like hand touched that person's face for a bit, and that was the conclusion Zhang Xiao came to.

"Have you touched enough?"

The cold question entered her ears.

This voice sounded very familiar.

She had heard of it, of course.

Right, it was Mu Chen's voice.

Mu Chen?

Zhang Xiao shuddered, the hand that was touching Mu Chen's face suddenly retracted, she stood up and shouted out: "You are Mr. Mou?"

Mu Chen slowly stood up straight and glared at her coldly. Even though he couldn't see his expression in the darkness, she could feel his cold stare.

"Do you think it's a ghost?"

Zhang Xiao stammered, "Mu ... Mr. Mou... You, why did you suddenly appear here? "

Mu Chen gritted his teeth and snorted: "Do you think I'm the 'people' here? Come out!"

"I, I was too surprised."

Zhang Xiao was shocked by Mu Chen who suddenly appeared in front of him until she was at a loss for words, "I really thought I saw a ghost, only after touching it did I know it was a human, and am still lamenting in my heart ..."

"Sighing, you're not a handsome ghost, are you?" Mu Chen sarcastically said.

Zhang Xiao laughed awkwardly.

"Um, Mr. Mou, you, why did you come here?" This was a cemetery, a cemetery, not a park. What was he doing here in the middle of the night? Could it be that she was the one who came here to complain to her relatives? No, his relatives were all fine, only his wife, Ning Tong, was dead, did he miss his wife too much, so he ran over to the cemetery in the middle of the night to visit his soul?

"If you can come, then I can't?"

Zhang Xiao was embarrassed again, "It's the middle of the night, are you not afraid?"

Mu Chen sarcastically said with a smile that was not really a smile, "If you're not even afraid, then what do I have to fear, as a man? Afraid of ghosts? There are no ghosts in this world. "

"There's a ghost here. I've seen it before." Zhang Xiao replied casually.

Then the man across from her glared at her even more.

Zhang Xiao realized that it wasn't really appropriate to be talking about ghosts in the cemetery in the middle of the night.

"You haven't been dragged away by a ghost to become the Ghost Lady. Consider yourself lucky!" The words that Mu Chen squeezed out with gritted teeth, contained uncontrollable rage. Hearing Zhang Xiao's words, he became even more furious.

Did she think he was a ghost or something?

"Um, Mr. Mou, why aren't you going back so late?" Zhang Xiao changed the topic and asked carefully. There was no other way, the current Mu Chen was furious, thinking that he was here to see his deceased wife again, she understood him, and magnanimously didn't want to bother with him.

"What about you? Are you still planning to stay here and wait for a ghost handsome brother? "

Zhang Xiao:...

"I, I want to accompany my grandparents again." After Zhang Xiao finished speaking, she turned around and looked at the tombstone.

Mu Chen suddenly stopped talking.