Qin Nuo walked towards the innermost room and knocked on the door twice: "Xiaofang, it's me, Brother Nuo."
"I heard you couldn't sleep, so I came to see you. Can I come in?"
There was no response, so he put his hand on the door handle and easily turned it and pushed open the door.
The room was filled with a faint fragrance and the furnishings were neatly arranged, except for the clothes, which were extremely messy. A petite girl in thin pajamas was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly out the window.
His eyes didn't look depressed, but instead revealed a bright light of longing.
Lan Yan stood at the door, not daring to come over.
Qin Nuo said, "You should have heard me, right?"
"I heard it."
"It's late at night, and my mother is going downstairs to look for you. I'm so sorry, but I'm fine, you can go back."
"I'm fine."
Xiaofang spoke softly.
“People who have problems will say they are fine.”
Qin Nuo picked up the doll on the ground, patted it gently, put it back in its place, and said, "We are all young people. We can open our hearts and talk about anything, right?"
Xiaofang smiled.
"Brother Nuo, you think I'm heartbroken, right?"
"Uh...it looks quite similar." Qin Nuo said.
"I felt really good and kind of elevated."
Xiaofang's smile grew wider and wider, and she stared at the night view outside the window, her eyes revealing a clear light.
"sublimation……"
Qin Nuo turned around and looked at Lan Yan.
Lan Yan pointed to her head and then spread out her hands, as if to say that the kid was crazy.
Trying to get closer, Qin Nuo sat aside, holding a doll in both hands, and asked, "For example, what kind of sublimation?"
Xiaofang grabbed the bed sheet with both hands, looking nervous because of excitement.
"I saw something beautiful, and for the first time, I wanted it so badly."
"I touched it and couldn't believe it. It was like a dream. I had never been so excited before. At that moment, I felt like I was suffocating..."
Xiaofang said, her expression gradually becoming excited, her breathing becoming rapid, and her face showing a noticeable blush.
Lan Yan watched from the side, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching.
Qin Nuo found it a little strange: "So, what is it?"
"A very beautiful wedding dress."
“What attracts people is not the workmanship or the decoration, but the wonderful feeling.”
"I have never wanted something so badly. I want to put it on and stand in front of the mirror. It will definitely be the most amazing moment of my life."
"A red wedding dress?"
Lan Yan looked around: "So where is it?"
Xiaofang didn't have a chance to hear Lan Yan's words, she held the mirror in her hand.
Slender fingers stroked her cheek, and Xiaofang showed an intoxicated and conquered expression.
But when she looked at her pale cheeks in the mirror, she became sad again.
Tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of her eyes, and she said faintly: "But now, I don't deserve it."
"If I put it on now, it would only dirty her. After all, it's so perfect."
Qin Nuo pondered for a moment, then calmly asked, "How can I be worthy of him?"
"Makeup."
"I need a stunning look."
Xiaofang lowered her head and held the mirror tightly with both hands. Her fingertips crushed the mirror, and the fragments cut her fingers, causing conspicuous blood to flow out.
"That's easy. I've helped my wife paint. Do you have any cosmetics in your room?" Lan Yan spoke, trying to open up the conversation further.
"That's not what I want."
Xiaofang raised a finger and smeared the blood on her fingertip on her lips.
The originally cracked, purple-white lips suddenly became particularly bright red.
Xiaofang smiled and said, "I need this kind of makeup."
"However, my blood cannot freeze the stunning moment. Brother Nuo, if you are willing to embellish my makeup, then I'll trouble you!"
The moment he finished speaking, the sound of air tearing suddenly rang out, and a dagger was quickly slashed across Qin Nuo's throat.
But then, the blade stopped.
The white silk female ghost leaned on Qin Nuo, raised her hand, stopped the blade with two slender fingers, and flicked it lightly, and the dagger shattered.
At the same time, Qin Nuo suddenly attacked, using all his strength to punch Xiaofang, who fell to the ground in an instant.
Qin Nuo stood up and said slowly: "Girl, you are possessed. Stay here and calm down."
"I don't want to hurt you. After all, it's hard to explain to Mrs. Zhang."
Xiaofang stood up calmly, and the pupils of her eyes seemed to be covered with blood, becoming extremely blood red.
The ghostly aura emanating from his body exudes an absolute sense of tyranny.
Qin Nuo looked slightly surprised: "The power of rules?"
The Bai Ling ghost said, "She was just being controlled. The one that truly controls the power of rules should be the red wedding dress she mentioned."
Xiaofang licked her lips, wiped away the blood, and smiled strangely: "Brother Nuo, please help me."
"Use your blood to give me a stunning makeup look!"
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