I Like Weird the Most

The takeaway was delivered just after three in the morning.

This time the takeaway boy changed another person.

He asked, I was quite puzzled. He ordered takeaways here almost every day, so he should have been familiar with some delivery staff.

At least it's familiar, right?

As a result, every time the rider who came here to deliver the food was a different person, he had never seen a duplicate.

Taking the takeaway, He Wenzhi closed the door.

After walking back, he opened the box and put the contents on the table in the same way.

In the kitchen, Huang Xiaoyan and Han Yuluo also brought out their cooked meals.

It took some time to take them two female ghosts to eat supper while watching horror movies.

Han Yumeng was sitting next to He Wenzhi holding the dog, while eating by herself, and feeding the dog a little bit at the same time, she also glanced at horror movies from time to time.

She suggested watching the ghost movie again this time, but she didn't dare to watch it at all.

He Wenzhi was suddenly curious as he was eating. He raised his head and looked at Huang Xiaoyan and Han Yuluo who were smoking the food.

He said: "As real ghosts, how do you feel when you look at these pretended ghosts or ghosts made with special effects?"

Both women shook their heads, indicating that they didn't feel anything at all.

Huang Xiaoyan stretched out her hand and opened her hair, and said, "Those ghosts are not as scary as I am..."

He Wenzhi patted her hand, put her hair down, and then stroked the messy hair on the front of her forehead.

"What are you talking nonsense, you are not scary, you are beautiful!"

"That's it! Sister Xiaoyan is super beautiful!" Han Yumeng said so too.

"Yeah." Han Yuluo nodded.

Seeing that all three of them were like this, Huang Xiaoyan lowered her head and couldn't help but smiled, knowing that this was all comforting herself.

She knew exactly what she was doing now, but as her cultivation level continued to rise, some of the scars on the surface did slowly fade away.

At the beginning, the first thing that disappeared was a scar on her stomach, and then slowly, the scar on her entire stomach disappeared.

There were originally two large wounds on the chest, but now they have all disappeared.

The whole looks white and tender, very beautiful!

Especially now that her strength has improved a lot, and the injuries on her legs have all healed.

At the beginning, she was wearing black silk, and her two long legs were still dangling because of twisting and breaking, but now she has returned to a normal state.

The legs are straight, white, round and tight, and they look very beautiful without black silk. It's a pity not to go for three rounds.

At present, Huang Xiaoyan has only two arms, his neck and the entire head, including his face.

Of course, there are some behind it, which Huang Xiaoyan showed to He Wenzhi in private at the time.

To be honest, if there are no scars on the back, this back is so beautiful, it would be a pity not to scratch or cupping.

At this moment, Huang Xiaoyan smelled the braised elbows made by himself, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Immediately after, she gently pulled He Wenzhi's arm, and then grabbed the hem of her skirt again.

She pressed the ear of He Wenzhi who was eating, and whispered, "Um...the last time I said I would buy the clothes I wear inside, I haven't bought it yet...so...I, I have always been..."

As she said, she fluttered around in front of He Wenzhi, her skirt swaying, looming.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He asked a mouthful of rice almost spewing out, how do you feel that Huang Xiaoyan has learned badly from others?

"Buy! I'll buy it for you!" He Wenzhi drank his saliva, put down his chopsticks and took out his phone: "I'll buy it for you online! What do you like? Is it cute or mature? "

"Just do what you like..." Huang Xiaoyan said.

"Oh!" He Wenzhi raised his brows, "Then I can buy what I like!"

"Yeah..." Huang Xiaoyan replied softly, and fluttered down on He Wenzhi's back. After watching him pick for a while, he suddenly lowered his head and floated to the side to continue to smell the braised elbow.

At this time, He Wenzhi raised his head again and looked at Han Yuluo: "May I buy you some too? What do you want?"

"Me, me?" Han Yuluo was taken aback, but he didn't expect that he would have it too. Suddenly there was some surprise in his heart.

She glanced at Huang Xiaoyan who was smelling braised elbows, and her two little hands were a little nervously grasping together, and she whispered, "I'll just buy mine as you like..."

He Wenzhi smiled: "Then buy some in any style!"

Han Yuluo and Huang Xiaoyan have completely different styles, but even if they are different styles, it doesn't prevent them from trying various outfits.

With different collocations, they can also reflect different flavors.

After trying, if it doesn't fit, then don't.

If it fits and looks great, you can buy more in the future.

He Wenzhi thought to himself that this method was very good.

At this time, Han Yumeng, who was sitting next to him, stood up suddenly, with his big eyes open, looking at He Wenzhi expectantly.

He Wenzhi blinked: "What are you doing?"

Han Yumeng: "You bought them all for your sisters, won't you buy them for me?"

"You..." He Wenzhi thought for a while, glanced up and down, and said, "I think the cartoon outfits you usually wear are pretty good, otherwise, how about you try children's outfits?"

Snapped!

Furious!

Hearing this, Han Yumeng's expression changed, and the beef caught on the chopsticks snapped onto Xiao Hei's face.

The dog was agitated, followed by a movement of his nose, and licked his long tongue, and a large piece of beef was rolled into his mouth by it.

It grinned, dangling its long tongue, making a haha ​​sound, seemingly excited.

"It's delicious! Let's have some more, and slap a few pieces on my face!" The dog thought to himself, he didn't care about the beef slapped his face.

In its view, this is for self-giving food.

Seeing Han Yumeng’s appearance, He Wenzhi smiled, thinking that she was amused enough today, so he said, “Everyone’s style is different. I think you wear them very much. cute!"

"Is it only cute?" Han Yumeng put his arms around his chest, obviously a little dissatisfied.

"Isn't cute enough? This is style! Cuteness is your style, your strengths, and your strengths! You only need to magnify your strengths and your cuteness infinitely, you know?!" He asked One said solemnly.

"Really, really?" Han Yumeng was taken aback after hearing it, as if he really believed it.

...

By the time this meal is finished, it is almost four o'clock in the morning.

I originally planned to take a shower before eating, but I was delayed by those things, so I ate first, and then went to take a good bath.

Han Yumeng was also full of food and drink, lying on the sofa all over, habitually wanting to lift up his large cartoon pajamas.

But when he thought that this was not in the room, he quickly put his hand down again.

He Wenzhi glanced back, and this guy actually looked for ways to "how to make myself more cute" on the Internet.

Seeing her like this, He Wenzhi just wanted to laugh. He reached out and pinched out two horns of her short shoulder-length hair on the sofa, and then walked into the bathroom to take a bath.

After he took off his clothes and threw it into the washing machine, he lay down in the bathtub already full of hot water.

"Ah~It's so comfortable~" He Wenzhi looked at the ceiling. The long-lost bath was really relaxing.

He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and slowly enjoyed the refreshing and peaceful moment.

Before he knew it, he actually fell asleep in the bath.

"Hehehe... Ma Ma... Baba is here..."

In his ear, a baby's voice came.

The voice is still a bit unclear, but it can be heard clearly.

He Wenzhi opened his eyes and realized that he had come to a manor.

He knew in his heart that this should be a dream.

Since he can still enter the dream state, it is enough to show that the crying woman hasn't really left, she has indeed been pestering him.

Think about it carefully, maybe it's because of this ghost baby.

But I didn't expect that this time the scene in the dream was completely changed.

In the past, dreams started with thick black and white fog, and then a forest like a fairyland.

But this time, he came directly to a huge manor.

In front of me is a large castle full of western styles, and there is a very large courtyard outside, which is planted with many green plants.

These green plants are trimmed very neatly, and there are paths between them, which seem to be a maze at first glance.

On the left side of the courtyard, there is a big tree with a table next to it and a big parasol on the side.

On a brown chair woven from rattan, the weeping bride in a white wedding dress holds a big-headed doll in her arms, full of happiness and contentment.

With the sound of the big-headed doll, and at the same time pointing at He asked here, the crying bride also raised her head and forgot.

There was violent anger in her eyes, and it was also full of resentment and unwillingness, but there was still some sluggish and dull feeling in it.

This is very strange.

She was humming softly in her mouth, and her arms were shaking constantly, but at this moment everything stopped.

She suddenly picked up the big-headed baby with a happy smile on her face, and walked slowly towards He Wenzhi step by step.

Every step she took was accompanied by a terrible strange force.

At this moment, He Wenzhi suddenly had a doubt in his heart.

Is this really just a dream?

At this moment, the crying bride came to He Wenzhi. She stretched out her hands and handed the big head doll to He Wenzhi.

"Child, child...we...child...you hold..." said the crying bride.

The feeling she gave He Wenzhi now was very weird, and it was different from when she first came into contact with the old school building.

At that time, the crying bride had only rage and anger, and only endless grievances, as if to curse everything.

However, this time, although there was rage in her eyes, it was obviously better than then.

And this time, she seemed to be able to communicate peacefully, but she didn't speak smoothly.

It seems to have reason, but not enough.

He Wenzhi looked at her and found that she seemed to be expecting something, even a little nervous, as if she was tempting.

"Baba... Hug..." The big head doll also opened her hand at this time.

When He Wenzhi saw this, he hugged her over.

The big head doll chuckled, and the crying bride saw He Wenzhi picking up the child, as if she was relieved for a while.

This makes He Wenzhi even more puzzled.

What was she expecting and nervous about just now? What is she relaxing now?

At this time, the crying bride took He Wenzhi's arm again and pointed to the bench in the courtyard over there.

"Go... sit..."

Having said that, she walked over with He Wenzhi.

For a while, He Wenzhi couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to do, but he didn't feel any malice from the other party either.

And on the contrary, after he took the big-headed doll from the crying bride and was held by her, an inexplicable sense of happiness emerged from her.

The moment He Wenzhi sat down on the bench, he suddenly realized a little.

What is missing for a crying bride?

Maybe it's not just a child, because she has also been betrayed.

"She treats the big head doll as a child of me and her, so she considers me her husband?" He Wenzhi thought to herself: "Isn't she the only obsession?"

At this moment, the crying bride suddenly poked her head.

She wrapped her hands around He Wenzhi's neck and slowly raised her head.

With blond hair, blue eyes, delicate cheeks, and petite body, she looks like a princess from a fairy tale.

She kept getting closer and suddenly said: "You...like...curse? I, I just...don't, don't leave..."

The crying bride said, her voice was trembling unexpectedly, she made a sobbing sound, tears ran across her eyes, as if she was thinking of something sad.

"Mama don't cry...Baba will love Mama..." The big-headed doll in her arms got up at this time and reached out to wipe the tears from the crying bride's face.

At this moment, her forehead was pressed against He Wenzhi's forehead.

At the same time, an icy blue flame burned.