At this time, Wu Sheng was lying half-lying on the head of the bed, sleeping with his head held high and a look of exhaustion on his face.
One of his hands was holding needle and thread, and the other hand was holding the doll that he had barely stitched together.
Judging from the stitching marks on the doll, An Menghan knew that Wu Sheng must have put a lot of thought into it.
An Menghan was shocked that Wu Sheng was sewing her doll, although she didn't know what happened in the meantime.
But the only thing An Menghan was sure of was that the doll would not be damaged by Wu Sheng.
She walked slowly to Wu Sheng's side and subconsciously wanted to touch his forehead, but the next second the sound of Zhang Buyu's footsteps came from behind him.
Helpless, An Menghan immediately took his hand back, and then subconsciously took the doll that was crumbling in Wu Sheng's hand.
Just when An Menghan stretched out her hand, the doll happened to fall into her hand. She murmured: "What a coincidence?"
The next moment, Wu Sheng woke up immediately and sat up in panic.
"One shot left, one shot left..." Then he looked at the thing in his hand in a daze, and asked questions at the same time: "Huh? Where is the doll?!"
Wu Sheng suddenly looked in the direction of his left hand! ! It doesn't matter if you don't see it, it almost scares his heart out when he sees it.
At this moment, he and An Menghan were looking at each other, and their noses were only a finger's width apart!
Wu Sheng's eyes widened. An Menghan in front of him could not be closer to him. Her eyes were as lively as the night sky reflecting the moon, and her slightly moving eyelashes were fluttering like butterfly wings.
An Menghan's breath could almost touch Wu Sheng's cheek, and the warm touch made his heart beat faster, almost jumping out of his chest.
He had never seen a girl so close before, and Wu Sheng was a little overwhelmed by this sudden scene.
He swallowed, his throat began to become dry, the temperature of his body gradually increased, and his body and mind became ready to stir at this time.
An Menghan was already flustered before, but now she was staring nervously into Wu Sheng's eyes, as if she could see her own reflection in his deep pupils.
At this moment, both of them could hear each other's clear breathing. Gradually, the sound of their heartbeats also emerged, and the sound became louder and louder.
At this moment, even the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and only the tense and subtle atmosphere between the two of them was filling the air.
"Ah~" Suddenly, a yawn broke the silence and reached the ears of the two of them.
They distanced themselves from each other in panic, tilting their heads and looking to one side, as if the scene they had just experienced never happened at all.
"Ah~" Zhang Buyu was still yawning inappropriately on the bed, but from time to time he used his peripheral vision to observe their movements.
"Hey, old witch, old witch, I've helped you solve a big problem. Let's see how you thank me then." Zhang Buyu whispered to himself, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.
He couldn't help but start thinking in his heart, thinking about how Wu Sheng would thank him in the future.
Wu Sheng scratched his head, then turned around tremblingly. He then began to explain what happened last night to the back of An Menghan's head.
"What?" An Menghan stared and asked excitedly: "A ghost came to my room and took away my doll? And that ghost was the little girl from yesterday?!"
Seeing such a huge contrast between An Menghan, Wu Sheng couldn't help but pat his forehead, thinking, why does her focus differ from others?
Wu Sheng looked at An Menghan who was deep in thought, but his brows knitted together, wondering whether to tell her his guess.
At this time, although An Menghan had endless aftertaste in her heart, she saw through Wu Sheng, who was worried.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else you haven't said?" An Menghan tilted her head and asked Wu Sheng. Her cheeks had returned to normal: "You... do you want to say something about Lin Xiang?"
Although An Menghan always looked carefree, she didn't understand in her heart.
The problems in front of him were all aimed at Lin Xiang. It was a coincidence that these things happened so quickly.
Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, because he did not expect An Menghan to say such words.
"How do you know?" Wu Sheng asked hesitantly. Seeing the serious expression on An Menghan's face, Wu Sheng felt a little unconfident.
"Because there are too many doubts." An Menghan smiled and then winked at Wu Sheng.
Wu Sheng subconsciously stepped back, then he swallowed and looked at An Menghan with an unnatural expression: "Indeed, that's what I want to say."
“When too many coincidences come together, it stops being a coincidence.”
After listening to Wu Sheng's words, An Menghan blinked and nodded to him: "I also think this matter is a bit too strange."
"Let's not talk about Mrs. Cat for now." Wu Sheng carefully recalled the scene when he saw Lin Xiang yesterday.
"The half-yin half-sha came after you left." Wu Sheng put his hand on his chin and looked at the spot where the half-yin half-sha and Lin Xiang were standing yesterday.
Two figures immediately appeared in Wu Sheng's eyes. Wu Sheng stared closely and said, "If my guess is correct, if you hadn't come back in time, that half-yin half-shaman would have taken action. "
The figure of Lin Xiang appeared in Wu Sheng's eyes. His eyes suddenly left the half-yin and half-shame body, and then he stared at Wu Sheng suddenly.
"When you came back, why did Lin Xiang follow you?" Wu Sheng slowly turned his attention to An Menghan: "Because he was afraid of hurting you."
An Menghan looked at Wu Sheng's strange eyes and did not interrupt him, but continued to listen to him.
"He was afraid that Half Yin and Half Sha would lose control, so that's why he appeared."
When the phantom of Lin Xiang heard these words, the hand he was feeding fruit to the half-yin and half-sha suddenly stopped.
"It's a pity that he didn't give up. He is still waiting for an opportunity." Wu Sheng, who was holding his head in thought, once again looked at An Menghan: "He is waiting for you to leave."
"Wait until you leave before you attack us, no! You attack me!"
"Why?" An Menghan couldn't help but ask after hearing this.
Wu Sheng was silent for a moment after hearing this, and he said uncertainly: "Maybe it's really because of our... misunderstanding..."
