Chapter 395 Weird

Night fell silently, and the last ray of light in the sky was completely swallowed up by the darkness.

Deep in the palace, small and charming red lanterns, decorated with exquisite bells, are hung among the luxurious palaces.

A breeze blew by, and the ethereal sound of tinkling bells swayed with the candlelight, like a group of enchanting and ghostly beauties twisting to the music beside the man who was leaning in the middle of the soft chair, with his narrow and charming eyes half-closed, and was extremely beautiful.

At this moment, the hall was empty, and a man in a gorgeous dark red robe as red as blood was spread out on the recliner below him like flowing water. His jade-like and pale hands supported his face. His face was charming like a demon, with the corners of his lips curled up evilly. Under his half-drooped long eyelashes, the corners of his eyes were sharp and slanted, and his eyes were vague, gloomy and strange.

The man's long, crow-like eyelashes covered his pale, blood-red lips as he muttered to himself, "Looks like I've been seen through..."

As he spoke, he chuckled softly. His sexy and deep voice should have been very moving, but paired with the man's expression at the moment, it carried an indescribable sense of incongruity and weirdness!

"After all, her last name is Ning..." The man seemed to accept it, and the smile on his lips suddenly widened, "As long as she doesn't know..."

The silent smile grew thicker at the corners of his mouth, and in the silent and empty hall, there was even a twisted feeling of suffocation!

The man's fingertips played with the wine glass, his gaze piercing the amber inside. He could just see his own devilish face, a gorgeous and exaggerated smile on his face.

"...You, you can't even pretend. You know that marrying her and having children is the most normal thing..."

"...If she wants more...you just have to hold back...Look at her now, isn't her heart and eyes filled with you...If you have a child...she will be even more dependent on you..."

As he spoke, the man exerted force with his fingertips, crushing the wine glass, which was mixed with strong liquor, into powder. However, the man's smile did not change at all. He looked at his palm with a low laugh and muttered to himself, revealing a terrible paranoia, "The flower in my palm, it should bloom in my palm forever..."

Light footsteps came closer and closer, and the man buried in the darkness raised his head. In an instant, the man's expression was like leaping from the darkness of a poisonous swamp into the light. All the distortions and inconsistencies disappeared, leaving only a lazy and unruly evil spirit!

Li Mingshan held a pile of fabrics in her hands and walked briskly into the inner hall. But the moment she stepped into the room, goose bumps suddenly appeared all over her body.

The terrible fear made her sensitive body stiffen. She looked around in panic, but found no danger. She only saw a man lazily leaning on a soft chair in the hall, elegantly holding a wine glass and playing with it.

When the other person saw her, he only glanced at her with his charming eyes, without any expression unusual.

But as a killer, she didn't think that the creepy feeling just now was her illusion.

Li Mingshan stiffened his body, took a breath, lowered his eyes and said, "My wife asked me to get some new clothes!"

Ning Cuo looked at her and curled his lips lazily, "Go!"

Li Mingshan leaned forward, then exerted great strength, took a stiff step, and walked into the hall with his head lowered.

Just as she was about to cross the hall and enter the inner room with her head lowered, a pair of interested gazes suddenly fell on her from behind, making her already stiff body even stiffer.